Stalker
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  • Reads 31,490
  • Votes 813
  • Parts 32
  • Time 1h 16m
Complete, First published Dec 31, 2018
Mature
You are a vampire... but no one knows and no one can find out. Especially not your brother, Jake. Who is a cop that is investigating cases that you've caused. You know he wouldn't accept it. Soon, you realize a person following you around with a strange animal build. But, little did you know that guy would become the best mistake you ever made.


(This was my first book on Wattpad, don't judge if there are errors and If the chapters are short. If you want a decent story I suggest looking at my other books.)
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