Stalker Stories

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

When a mysterious killer started wiping out the city's prettiest, meanest, most scandalous girls, Eleo thinks she's safe. She's none of those things. She's just a clumsy, overworked college student with zero dating experience. That is, until she does something spectacularly dumb that inevitably put her in his path. Now, instead of living her quiet, peaceful life, she's dealing with: • ‌A ridiculously good-looking serial killer who won't leave her alone. • ‌Death threats that sound suspiciously flirty. And, Eleo's got two options: 1. Find out who the killer is before he "accidentally" falls in love with her. 2. Die. ...And dying sounds 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 inconvenient. 🚨 Not a tutorial. Do NOT attempt.

Your life is gray, quiet, forgettable - you work an office job you hate and live in an old, tiny apartment you can barely afford in a shitty neighborhood. Your neighbor, Mr. Riley, is cold, quiet and impossible to read. He helps out a few times - carrying heavy boxes, fixing things - but never sticks around long enough for a thank you that he doesn't even seem to want. Every conversation ends in silence, every interaction feels wrong. Then his face appears on the news. He's not just unfriendly - he's a wanted fugitive, linked to multiple murders and armed robberies for which he wore a skull mask to hide his identity. Shaken but relieved he's gone, you try to move on. Until the news breaks that he has escaped.

"For years, Est has felt it-a gaze that follows him, a presence he can't shake. What he doesn't know is that William, the man behind those eyes, has loved him in silence for over a decade. Now, after years of restraint, William finally steps out of the shadows. But love that waits too long doesn't come gently-it comes as obsession, possession, and a vow Est never asked for." ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains dark themes, including obsession, manipulation, and forced marriage. Reader discretion is advised. let's see what happens 😉 Tags: #BL #BoysLove #DarkRomance #Obsession #ForcedMarriage #PossessiveLove #Angst #College #Businessman#williamest#nuthong#lykn #estwilliam #est #william

A playboy gets an innocent girl alone in his house. Asher Vaughn a 27 year old with dark hair and grey eyes. He's 6'1.He was born rich. He runs his own company. He's a playboy who spend his time partying with friends and fucking hoes . Nyx Wallace a 20 year old with black hair and brown eyes. Shes 5'4 . She works at a flower shop to earn money for living . She's left alone after the death of her mother.

I thought the staring was harmless. I thought the message was a prank. I thought the photo on my doorstep was a coincidence. I was wrong. Someone has decided I'm his. And he's willing to do anything to take what he wants. ---

Dhruv Rajput was a man who never lost-except when it came to her. Cold, ruthless, and dangerously possessive, he built his empire with an iron fist, never expecting love to bring him to his knees. But from the moment he saw Ishnavi, he knew-she was his. No escape. No negotiations. Just *his*. Ishnavi, sweet yet stubborn, never believed in fairytales. She challenged him, pushed back against his obsession, and refused to be just another possession. But love with Dhruv was never gentle-it was fire, chaos, and passion wrapped into one. He was everywhere, inescapable, relentless in his pursuit of her heart. And now, no matter how much she claimed to need space, she always found herself back in his arms. Because fighting him was useless... when she had already lost herself to him. "You don't get to decide when you walk away, Ishnavi. Because from the moment I laid eyes on you... you were mine." 💬 "Run all you want, hide all you want-but remember this, sweetheart, I'll always find you." 💬 "Why do you keep acting like I belong to you?!" 🔥 "Because you do. You just haven't accepted it yet." 💬 "I don't trust people around you." 😤 "Oh, so now you don't trust me either?" 🔥 "Sweetheart, I trust you. It's the rest of the world I want to burn down." 💬 "If you ever think of leaving me, Ishnavi... take me with you."

When Rory Vincent's protective older brother moves away to college her senior year, she decides that she is going to live life. She wants to date. She wants to party. She wants to lose her virginity. Just as she's finally making her way into the normal teenage girl scene, another obstacle is thrown her way. Sin Westbrook. Sin is mean and quiet and violent. And despite looking like a god, he has no friends at school. Rory hasn't said a single word to him in the five years since he moved next door to her. So why is he all of a sudden obsessed with her?

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She is lonely, scared, and broken-a girl who has known nothing but pain. He is power, darkness, and sin-the Russian devil who has set his sights on her. He doesn't want her love. He wants to own her. To break her. To corrupt her. She's too naive, too untouched, too fragile. But that only makes him want to ruin her more. Her POV: My life has never been fair, but maybe that's just my curse. Like a moth drawn to the flame, I find myself pulled toward danger, knowing it will destroy me. And him... he makes me feel things I shouldn't. Things that terrify me. Things I crave. His POV: "P-please..." she begs, her voice trembling. I smirk. "You like this, don't you? The way my fingers own you... greedy little thing, I bet you wish it was my cock instead." She moans my name like it's a prayer, but I am no saint. I won't take her to heaven. I'll drag her to hell-my hell. She will be my whore. My kitten. Mine. He is her destruction, but she is his lifeline. And he will never let her go. ⚠️ This story contains dark and extreme themes that may be distressing for some readers. Proceed with caution. ⚠️ Abduction/Kidnapping Captivity & Imprisonment Non-Con/Dub-Con (Non-Consensual & Dubious Consent) Toxic & Abusive Relationships Branding/Marking with Hot Iron Violence & Physical Abuse Sexual Violence & Assault Psychological Manipulation & Gaslighting Stockholm Syndrome Possessive & Controlling Behavior Self-Harm & Suicidal Thoughts Murder & Torture Blood & Gore Weapons & Gun Violence Drugging & Intoxication Human Trafficking Themes Pet Names Used in a Degrading Manner Infidelity & Betrayal Forced Dependency Deprivation (Food, Sleep, etc.) ⚠️ Reader discretion is strongly advised. This book is not suitable for sensitive readers.

He found her in the rain... and never let go. She doesn't know his name, but he knows everything about her- her favorite flower, her childhood trauma, her deepest fears. Now, she wakes up in his mansion with no memory, and a stranger whispering, "You've always been mine." But love this obsessive comes with secrets, and in his arms, she may find either passion... or a prison.

Rudraansh Singh Shekhawat ☆ She is so pure. A devastatingly handsome, 6'5", Rudraansh Singh Shekhawat isn't just a politician; he's a king who rules his dark world with an iron fist. His ruthless, brooding presence and piercing gaze make empires tremble. He lived his life in cold, calculated control, far from the messiness of emotions, until she stumbled into his line of fire. And now that this possessive lion has set his sights on her, he'll burn the world to make her his. Niyati Sharma ☆ I was just living my life... and then I saw a murder. A 5'7" kindergarten teacher, Niyati Sharma is all soft, clumsy innocence and gentle routines. She's the sunshine, completely unprepared for the storm that's about to consume her. After accidentally witnessing a crime she shouldn't have, her simple, safe life is shattered by the most dangerous man she's ever met. She's terrified of the monster... but she's also the only one who's seen the man underneath. With a dangerously obsessive man like him and a terrified, innocent woman like her, their story is a dark, thrilling, and addictive ride. Want to know what happens when a monster decides he wants a saint? Come join us.

"Afraid of me? Why are you so afraid, princess?" He placed his hand on the wall next to her head, effectively trapping her between his body and the cold stone. "I'm not afraid of you," she lied, her voice steady despite the tremble in her hands. "I'm not afraid of anything." He chuckled darkly. "You should be." His lips barely brushed against hers in a tantalizingly soft touch. She was frozen in the spot, her mind a chaos of escape thoughts, but her body refusing to carry her away. It was like he took advantage of her daze, closing the remaining gap and crushing his lips against hers. _________________ In a corrupted world full of superficial and greedy people, in a world driven by lust and desire, Regan's thoughts and actions are alien to most. She feels like an outsider amidst a blur of faces that mirror the very disdain she holds for society. But she's not naive. And what will happen when she's thrust into the heart of the very system she despises, into the claws of a terrifying, demonic beast who happens to not want just her body, but her soul?

A book inspired by Huanting Adeline When Maren Blackwood inherits the centuries-old Briarhaven Manor, she expects a quiet escape-a chance to rebuild her life after years away from the town that never felt like home. The mansion is massive, ivy-strangled, and creaks under its own age, but Maren has always been drawn to its lonely beauty. Until she realizes she's not alone. Strange things begin to happen almost immediately: Lights flicker in rooms she hasn't entered. Footsteps echo through empty corridors. And objects she's certain she left one way shift into deliberate arrangements-like messages only she is meant to see. At first Maren blames the decaying house. Then she finds the letters. Short, unsettling notes appear in places only someone who knows the mansion intimately would dare to go. They're written by someone who claims to have watched Briarhaven for years-waiting for its true heir to return. Someone who promises he's "keeping her safe." Someone who knows the house better than she does. The town whispers about a trespasser seen roaming the woods, a man who slips between the trees like a shadow with a purpose. The police search. They never find him. But Maren feels him-his presence in the walls, in the dark hallways, in the way the silence holds its breath when she passes. As the stalker grows bolder, Maren's world tightens around the mansion she's trying to restore. She uncovers journals, hidden rooms, and hints of a past her family never spoke about-secrets the stalker seems desperate for her to understand. But Briarhaven Manor is full of locked doors. And the man watching her knows exactly what's behind them.

Where Ishan Kishan is a struggling model while Shubhman Gill is an emerging Indian cricketer

Wooyoung and San have always trusted each other with everything- except the one thing they're both afraid to admit. They're being watched. But neither of them wants to believe they're being followed... not when life still feels normal, safe, and full of the stupid jokes they share as best friends. It starts small: a chill down the spine, a shift in the dark, a feeling of not being alone. Nothing they can prove. Nothing they can explain. But the same shadow follows them both. And eventually, the truth becomes impossible to ignore This isn't coincidence, and it isn't harmless. Someone out there has chosen them... and he's getting closer by the day. ranks; #3 San 6-12-2025 #3 Yunho 6-12-2025 #4 Seonghwa 6-12-2025 #4 Work 6-12-2025 #4 Hongjoong 6-12-2025 #5 Yeosang 6-12-2025 𝙄𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 ©

Ryoba Aishi is a student at Akademi High, it is the year 1989, and things are quite different. See things from her point of view, and maybe even a few of her rivals. She really was sick, wasn't she?

"shit! apa hakmu meng klaim diriku sesuka mu, huh?!" teriakan gadis yang tengah di borgol rantai berkarat tepat diatas kepalanya sedikit menjinjit agar tubuhnya tak menggantung. Ia menatap pemuda yang kini kian mendekat kepadanya. Kekehan dan seringai tak lepas dari wajah rupawan tersebut, semakin mendekat hingga akhirnya ia menyamakan tingginya dengan gadis mungil dihadapannya. "hak? ketahuilah kau lahirpun hanya untukku, un.tuk.ku" ucapnya lalu menggangkat sang gadis bak ibu koala dan mencium dan menggigit leher jenjang sang gadis yang kian berontak tak karuan.

A deep-dive research into the murders that are happening in her small-town leaves Verena suspicious of everyone close to her, especially when the killer makes it his personal mission to taunt her. "Did I mention that I fantasize about fucking her on top of the cut outs of the news articles she's gathered, right there in the library- making her scream the name she's so obsessed with knowing..." PREYS AT PLAY ---- A hauntingly, dark romance story. Warning: This story contains mature content.

Maya Thornton vets manuscripts for publishers, finding the dangerous details authors shouldn't include. But when The Ravine lands on her desk, she recognizes the murder-a real unsolved case from her hometown. Every detail matches perfectly. Details the police never released. The author must be the killer. As Maya investigates the elusive E. Winters, her own memories begin to fracture. Notes in her handwriting she doesn't remember. Security footage from places she's never been. Evidence in her apartment she couldn't have planted. Unless she did. The manuscript she's been reading isn't a confession. It's a mirror. __________________________________________________ A psychological thriller about memory, identity, and the lies we tell ourselves.