Stalking Stories

Mara Leone used to think being stalked meant fear. She was wrong. Fear was easy. Fear made sense. What didn't make sense was the full gas tank she never paid for, the broken things fixed before she could replace them, the coffee waiting on her car with her usual order written on the side. Macchiato. No sugar. Cinnamon. And beneath it, one handwritten warning: 'Don't skip breakfast today, amor.' Whoever he is, he knows her routines. Her habits. Her temper. Her weaknesses. He slips into her life quietly, making it easier in ways that feel less like kindness and more like control. Mara doesn't want his help. She doesn't want his attention. And she definitely doesn't want to wonder why the man watching her from the shadows seems to know exactly what she needs before she does. But the worst part? He has no intention of stopping.

Madeline has always kept to herself-quiet, careful, and far from trouble. But lately, the safety she's built around herself is beginning to crack. What starts as an uneasy feeling during her walks home soon turns into something far more disturbing: anonymous notes, unsettling gifts, and photos that prove someone has been watching her for far longer than she realized. No matter how hard she tries to escape the feeling, there's never anyone there when she looks. Which only makes it worse. Because it means one thing- someone is always watching Madeline.

Just a normal vacation for a Russian mafia that got ruined when a random girl with headphones appears and made him realise what love at first sight looks like..... . . . . . . . . . In this story: Mafia au Strangers to lovers to enemies to lovers Village girl X Russian mafia boss Single child X Eldest child Obsession Possession Betrayal "Touch her and you die" Strong female lead

His hand lifted slowly, almost shaking, until his knuckles brushed her cheek. "Don't touch me." "I told you," he said, stepping closer until his chest nearly touched hers, "I won't hurt you. But I will touch you." "You think that's any different?" "Not when it's me," he said without hesitation."You'll see the difference." "You're mad," she whispered. "Mad is chasing something that doesn't exist," he murmured. "But you... you exist. I can see you, breathe you, touch you." He pressed his palm to the wall beside her head, caging her in. "You're mine to protect. Mine to keep. Mine to..." his eyes flicked down to her lips, lingering, "...claim." Her breath hitched. "Claim? I'm not yours." "You were mine the moment I saw you," he said, his hand sliding to her jaw. "Every fear, every wall you hide behind-they're mine now. I'll tear them down, one by one, until there's nothing left between us." Her lips trembled. "Why me?" "Because I've never wanted anyone else," he whispered. "And I never will." She searched his face desperately for a trace of softness, but there was none. "You can't just decide that." "I didn't decide," he murmured. "It happened the second I saw you. The second you looked at me in a way no one else ever has." "I never-" "You did," he cut her off "You're trying to forget it because you're scared. But fear doesn't change the truth." His thumb brushed against the corner of her mouth. "I told you before... don't talk to Varun. Don't marry him. You'll only marry me. Because you're mine." Her eyes stung, tears threatening. "Stop saying that me... you'll feel me." Her voice cracked. "You're insane." "And you're my obsession."

He never said 'I love you'. He simply set the world on fire and hoped she'd recognize the handwriting. Sylas is the world's favorite romantic lead. Ivanaga is a woman who doesn't exist. He lives beneath cameras, interviews, and a carefully manufactured image. She lives in shadows, secrets, and exits planned long before she enters a room. They should never have met. But some people don't fall in love. Some people collide. What begins as fascination becomes obsession. What should have been temporary becomes impossible to escape. Every encounter leaves bruises neither of them discuss. Every goodbye feels suspiciously final. Every return feels inevitable. Sylas wants the truth behind the woman who keeps disappearing. She wants to keep him far away from the darkness that follows her. Neither succeeds. Because love was never the danger. Recognition was. And there is nothing more terrifying than being truly seen. Set against a world of old money, buried secrets, black roses, and beautiful disasters, Until the World Turns to Ash is a dark romance about two lonely people who become each other's favorite form of destruction. Technically strangers. Spiritually, a natural disaster.

°Stalker chuuya dazai fanfic Stalker chuuya •Stalker dazai ________ ♪==Highschool au --------------- Pov depends intentionally chuuya Multiple alternative continues, main can be whatever you like but I want this one as the real one

Against All The Odds ~ "Are U always this dumb or ?" He asked sarcastically " I was about to ask u the same" she scoffed. Ethan Carter is Manhattan University's golden boy. Baseball captain. Campus celebrity. The guy people trip over themselves to impress. Ava, unfortunately, isn't people. She doesn't care about his money, his reputation, or the ridiculous crowd following him around like he's some kind of campus deity. And Ethan? Well, let's just say he's not used to being ignored. One argument should've been the end of it. Instead, it started a war. A very public, very chaotic war. And somewhere between bruised egos, bad decisions, and a growing list of reasons to hate each other, things got... complicated. Which is unfortunate. Because Ava Watson would rather set herself on fire than fall for Ethan Carter. Or so she claims. When their worlds collide, it isn't just chaos. It's a disaster waiting to happen. And when disaster meets disaster, nothing ever stays simple for long. . . . . . . warning : Chaos ahead and a lot of it.

The world is a graveyard of boundaries,but for him limits were merely illusions designed for the weak. He didn't see the walls of a marriage, the sanctity of a home, or the legalities of a name. He only saw her. She was a soul forged in a furnace, yet she walked through life as the personification of her name: Modesty. At 28, her universe was small, soft, and fragrant with the scent of baby powder and home-cooked meals... Her days were measured in the sticky, chaotic handprints of her four-year-old son and the quiet, rhythmic expectations of a marriage the world called "perfect." She lived in the light, believing she was safe...Believing that if she played her part well enough, she would remain invisible to the monsters of the world. She was devastatingly wrong. Far from her nursery rhymes and domestic grace, a different kind of storm was gathering. It wasn't the kind of darkness that simply turns a life into hell; it was a silent, predatory thunderstorm...It was the crackle of lightning before the strike-a quiet obsession that didn't seek to destroy her world, but to swallow it whole. At 25, he sat in the velvet silence of his empire, a man possessed of a fortune that could buy dynasties, silence critics, and bend the will of cities. But it couldn't buy the way she looked when she tucked her son into bed and laughed breathtakingly. They say love is a sanctuary-a place to hide. But for him had no interest in being her refuge. He didn't want to solely love her; he wanted to consume her.He wanted to breathe the air she exhaled and own the thoughts she hadn't even thought yet. In the shadows of her "perfect" life, the air has already grown heavy.The pressure is dropping. The storm has a name, and it is already knocking at her door.... A wind knocking at the window to come... ...●⁠♡Haya-e-ishq♡●....

Stalker obsessed with lil girl

Anahira Sharma had one dream - to dance on the biggest stage in the country. She didn't know that one performance would change everything. He watched her from the shadows. He learned her name before she knew his. He decided she was his before she knew he existed. Veer Singhania doesn't ask for things. He takes them. And the moment Anahira's eyes found his across a crowded room - she became the one thing he refused to let go of. She called him mad. She called him dangerous. She was right on both counts. But here's the thing about a man who has decided you belong to him - He's very, very patient. ANAHIRA: THE ECLIPSED LIGHT Some lights don't go out. They just learn what it means to burn in the dark.

Sophie Carter, 21, standing at 5'5, works at Little Bloom Bakery, her fiery red hair often tied back as she moves with easy grace. Her green eyes are bright and curious, sprinkled with freckles, and she has a habit of wearing floral dresses that match her warm smile, gentle nature and bubbly personality. When the bakery is asked to cater a private government fundraiser in her town, she meets Ryze Blackwood, 33. Towering at 6'3 with piercing dark eyes, Ryze's presence is imposing-his build broad, every movement calculated. He carries an air of control, detachment, danger, and precision shaped by years in private government security in Chicago and other questionable side jobs. Sent to Haverfield for a job, Ryze prides himself on professionalism, never expecting to cross paths with someone as disarmingly sunny as Sophie. While Ryze's demeanor is all steel, he's increasingly drawn to Sophie's warmth, sensing her worth even as he refuses to admit it. What happens when this new relationship begins to disrupt his way of life and his occupation?

Comes from the MC horror yt series called Verity, so far there are 2 episodes, the series is by ThatMob. Firstly this is a **FANFICTION** and not canon to the series TW! Enemies to Lovers Gay Sex Semi-Toxic Yaoi Stalking Smut Graphic Gore writing Fluff Angst (idk how to word this but;) Light Sex (I think?) Possesive talk Swearing MLM (Possible) Suicidal/self-harming thoughts or actions If any of the topic warnings above trigger anything or you please stop reading! Thank You and Enjoy!

For Park Jimin, Hogwarts has been nothing but confines of a ritualistic legacy that leads him to nothing but damnation. He is forged of shadows and death―one who thrives in the nefarious and depraved. The Park name has been nothing but a cruel battlefield for him, urging him to fight demons a child should never have known existed. But there has always been a living, breathing presence tugging at his side: Avery Heathens. The child of blood and slaughter. The one who cheated death. She's a parasite feeding off every bit of his trauma-hardened armor and ravishingly seductive eyes. She takes what he allows her, and her content footfalls exist by his side―even when he doesn't know it. Jimin is the Forbidden Fruit she craves. Fiercely, almost in a dazzlingly charming way. Her magic is feral, her presence unsettling, her existence a quiet defiance against every place she's supposed to fit. She wears misfortune like a second skin and loneliness like a curse. Nothing about her should catch his eye. But it does. Because her darkness answers his. And when her control begins to crack―when the shadows shout louder than her heartbeat―Jimin becomes the only one capable of teaching Avery how to command the thing that threatens to consume her. She is Gryffindor with a monster inside her. He is Slytherin with a monster at his core. Yet the closer they draw, the more the line between fear and fascination begins to blur... and the more Jimin realizes that Avery Heathens is not a shadow following him. She is the shadow choosing him. And once darkness chooses, it does not let go. --- UPDATES EVERY WEEK!

Azazel Addams lives a reclusive life, shrouded in his own darkness. He sketches faces from memory, spends his nights alone, and carries a past that is slowly consuming him. Everything changes when he meets a mysterious girl. She becomes his obsession-his only light in a world of mist and shadows. The closer he gets to her, the more he loses himself. Amidst unrequited feelings, secrets, and his own destructive obsession, the boundaries between love and madness begin to blur. As Azazel tries to protect her, he realizes that some people do not want to be saved-and that the greatest danger might come from within himself. In the end, Azazel must decide whether he can let her go or if his love will drag him completely into the darkness.

In this human AU, Lucifer works in a bar with Husk and Angel. One day he meets Alastor and gives him a free cup of tea as he seems upset but Alastor misinterprets his act of kindess as a romantic gesture and becomes obsessed with Lucifer.

Liz is a normal college girl living a simple life with her friends. One day, she bumps into a mysterious guy (Owen). He seems strange, calm, and a little dangerous-but she brushes it off. After that, Liz keeps noticing him everywhere: On campus At a café Watching her at a club from the VIP At first, it feels like a coincidence... but it starts getting creepy. This man suddenly became a teacher at her school, but not just to teach, rather to...observe? This mysterious man had a debt to collect from Liz. What will she do? What will he do? Let's find out. shall we .... But don't worry, love is in the making between the two hate, or not, an obsession will occur.

𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌. 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋? 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝-𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐈𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝?

"ACCIDENTALLY" I accidentally bumped into him. Never planned it. Never wanted it. Never wanted this situation. It just happened... ACCIDENTALLY. One moment changed everything. And suddenly, I was stuck with him - and everything I tried to avoid. No plan. No warning. No escape. Just us... and feelings i should never feel. . . . . Hey everyone, please support me it's my first story if you found any mistakes please let me know I will try to fix it , english or Hindi both are not my first language so there will be a lot of mistakes in grammar I know 😅 so try to adjust with "tuti futi " language . "Feel free to advise me about the story " #accidentallyyours

SILENT CHAINS At St. Jude's Academy, everyone fears Kael Varela. Cold. Untouchable. Powerful. The heir to one of the wealthiest families in the country, Kael rules the campus with nothing more than a glance. To the world, he's the perfect son and the perfect student. But behind that flawless mask lies a secret no one could imagine. For years, he's been silently watching one person. Elian Cruz-a hardworking student from a once-prosperous family now drowning in debt. By day, he struggles through classes with worn-out books and quiet determination. By night, he works long shifts at the luxurious Golden Ace Casino and risks everything in underground boxing matches just to keep his family afloat. Elian sees Kael as nothing more than an arrogant rich boy who always seems to cross his path. He doesn't know that every "coincidence" has a reason. Every lucky escape. Every silent rescue. Every unseen hand pulling danger away before it reaches him. As buried family secrets, dangerous rivals, and the dark world surrounding the Varela Empire begin to surface, the line between protection and obsession starts to disappear. How do you escape someone who has memorized your every smile... ...when they would burn down their own world just to keep you safe? In a story where love is tangled with fear, loyalty, and dangerous choices, two lives become bound by invisible chains that neither of them can easily break. "Some chains are made of iron. Others are made of devotion."

~♡~ Emi Takahashi spends her days behind a camera. It's easier to capture other people's lives than think about her own. Between photography club, a mother she might never speak to again, and a boy who won't leave her alone, Emi is already carrying more than enough. The last person she expects to become her safe place is Kei Tsukishima, Karasuno's blunt, sarcastic middle blocker. But somewhere between volleyball practices, shared secrets, and a fake relationship that starts to feel a little too real, Emi begins to wonder if she deserves more than just surviving. Maybe she deserves to live again. ♡~♡