Истории Stalk

After discovering my "perfect" boyfriend had a secret wife and kids, I fled New York for an isolated cottage in a small town to swear off men and finally finish my novel. Then I met Brody Vance. He's a brooding, six-foot-three mountain god who runs the local timber mill, communicates entirely in arrogant sniffs, and makes me want to tear my hair out. He's the ultimate distraction-and the unexpected cure for my writer's block. But my peaceful fresh start shatters when a creepy silhouette begins watching my cottage from the dark tree line at night. The locks on my doors suddenly don't feel safe anymore. Someone is playing a dangerous game with my mind, and the closer I get to the truth, the more I realize that my grumpy, brooding neighbor might be the only one who can keep me safe.

Pourquoi voler mes propre œuvre ? Ça n'en vaux pas la peine.

They're all watching me..

when a group of friends realize boys aren't their only issue. (mystery, thriller type story?) (includes 5sos and my best friends) enjoy!

✧･ﾟ: ❝ i am the stalker you would fall for. ❞ :･ﾟ✧ ─ dedicated to k.minkyu of pdx101 ! aka my main pick ♡ # sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ : 𝟶𝟽𝟷𝟺𝟷𝟿 # ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ : 𝟶𝟽𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟿 # sᴛᴀᴛᴜs : ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ

Chelsea Ford is 23, she works in an office all day, she doesn't have any friends and she's still a virgin. Her life is anything but exciting or interesting and she herself is missing that fire lit fuse in her life she deeply and desperately wants. She wishes to have a man in her life, who can love her and satisfy her but unfortunately due to her quiet personality she doesn't have any prospects. Meanwhile, without knowledge of this, there is a man who deeply wishes to be with Chelsea. His uncontrollable desire for her drives him to the point where he finds himself doing something unimaginable, that will change Chelsea's life.

GUYS IM 13 IM NOT A GOOD WRITER SO UH BEAR THAT IN MIND A girl goes missing but this isnt the first time. It seems like she has an obsession with escaping her life and having a fresh start. Everytime she disapears, she always returns a few days later but something is different this time...

(Working On)

Ano ba talaga ang crush? Para sa inyo? Para sa akin naman Ang crush parang lindol hindi mo alam kong kailan to darating para bang bigla-bigla lang sya sumusulpot sa buhay mo parang ganun.. hindi mo nalang inaasahan na nandyan na pala sya yung bang naramdaman mo nalang yung isang bagay na hindi mo pa naramdaman.. Alam ko na lahat tayo Naka experience nang crush? lahat naman tayo nagmamahal diba? Ang tanong bakit ba talaga tayo umaasa sa taong nagugustuhan natin tapos masasaktan lang naman tayo? Ang sagot..umaasa kasi tayo para naman masubokan natin.. Umaasa kasi tayo para naman malaman natin na crush ka nang Crush mo.. hindi man na ibig sabihin non na Hindi ka na pwede umaasa kasi nasasaktan ka na Ang love para rin yang pagsubok no kong nabigo ka edi tumayo ka at gawin ulit yun malay mo crush ka din pala nang crush hindi mo lang napansin oh diba? ******** grabe naka advice ako oh haha...

Everything Lissa touches, fills her head with images. She pretends not to be clairvoyant but when she touches Julian's hand she see's he's a vampire, and he knows it. To be able to kill her, he needs proof. Therefore she has to pretend she doesn't know a blood thirsty vampire is stalking her, waiting for her to slip up, so he can kill her. It's times like this a girl wishes she were physic...

Rebecca Reddison She is an only daughter of Reddison., a bit spoiled princess. She loves her pet, Abby, a golden retriever to death. She will do anything for him. Even though she is a forgiving type, Dare to lay finger on her dog, chop you to pieces. Nicholas Starling An eligible bachelor, womanizer. Out of anger, he happens to kick at a girl's dog. All started with a panch. Not love at first sight. LOVE AT HER PUNCH. He tries to get her as his woman from that day on while she can't stand him for kicking her dog. He doesn't like to share. She has so many guys in her life even though she doesn't have a single official boyfriend in her life. Can he contain his jealousy ? She is being stalked by her One mistake ##### I haven't reread this, so there will be so many mistakes and grammatical mistakes.. I have a habit of writing recklessly .....and I don't like writing "this is my first time blah blah blah"

From a dream i had a few days ago. I thought I'd write about it.

FOLLOW EVERY INSTRUCTION TELL NO ONE OR YOU, YOUR FAMILY AND YOUR FRIENDS ARE ALL DEAD. WE'RE ALWAYS WATCHING. [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] Don't look at anyone. Keep your head down. Mouth shut. Just walk. Do the job. Get out. Break anyone of these rules, someone will die we just don't know who... It could be our sister, brother, mother, father, best friend, cousin, our self... Welcome to our world full of evil. Pure evil. A place where you're made to do whatever they don't want to do themselves. Anything that'll put them in danger, we're made to do. All they do is write letters, well instructions and we're made to obey every command, as if we're animals trained to do only as our masters say. These people are dangerous. These people are killers. These people combined make the devil alive and working. We don't know why we're told to do what we're made to do... We're just told "Do this or someone WILL die." It's become a drill that's built into our system. And I'm scared, so scared... because if I'm set free... I don't know what I'd do... I dont know what I'm capable of now... So, welcome, to our world. You can try to leave now, but everyone you know will just be killed in front of you then it'll be your turn. Good Luck.

LOSING IDENTITY: Welcome To My Mind (part 1) That wasn't me. That wasn't me at all, I was wearing a mask, playing games, hoping to seem like a better person than I really was, making even more mistakes than I normally would, banishing all my dignity, my feelings and my high sensitivity along the way. The sensitive intuition. I saw so much but admitted so little and this was the result. I didn't like myself! I didn't care about the pain I was experiencing and just went on with my life, thinking that it would just pass somehow by itself, lying to myself that it was nothing, it didn't matter. Getting in touch with him again had become more important than my reality, my relationships, my bachelor thesis, everything. Little, very little did I understand the obsession under whose influence I did all that Google searching, asking people, ranting, overthinking and asking the ultimate question: "What exactly did I do wrong and how the hell do I fix it?" And I said to myself: "I WILL find out. I WILL fix this." On the outside, though, nobody noticed shit unless I decided to tell them myself. I took pride in it. And that's how I became a stalker, basically.

It's a simple story really. About a girl name Lindsey Carson, who loves making cakes. It's about Lindsey, her best friend Tally, her crazy Aunt Sally, her new 'friend' Jenna and a guy that she not only finds running on the beach, but also into her. It's a simple story of parties, funerals, weddings and divorces. It's a simple story really, about love.