Stalker || Ethan Cutkosky
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Unknown: You look good babe, see you soon ;)
What would you do if one wrong turn heading home leaves you with never ending unknown text messages, or the feeling that your being watched without leaving the comfort of your own home? A week ago Ariyah Stalls was walking home from work when she had a feeling she was being followed. Why not throw them off and take a different route? She had no idea where she was and the feeling of being followed was back again, soon enough she finally found her way home. She made it inside and locked the door with a sigh of relief, that all went away in a second with just one unknown text message.
Unknown: It was nice seeing you, you should take this street more often! ;)
"Brin, did you text me with an unknown number...again?"
"No" she walked over beside me "why?"
"Look at this" I held my phone up to her, she grabbed it, and shook her head, laughing.
"what? what's funny?" she handed me my phone back.
"Looks like you've got a stalker!"
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BROKEN VOW
I stop at the last room, stare at the number on the door and crosscheck it with the one with me. I stuffed the paper away and ready myself for what lies behind the closed door. I lean on the door for a while and could hear voices but were incoherent. I tap twice on the door and the voices stopped. I repeated the process and received a response that sounded more like Hillary's voice. "Who is it?" He asked from behind the door. I knocked back instead, I didn't trust myself to sound differently. The door flew open in a second and I quickly wedge the door with my leg to prevent him from shutting it on my face. His face went pale on seeing me. I scanned him from head to toe. He was only in his brief. He tried blocking my view with his body but I push him aside forcefully. "Who is at the door, love?" Love? What a joke! Both our eyes snapped in the direction of the voice. I thought I heard my heart leap but not for joy, in pains. It was as though a knife was scrolled into my chest. "This is your Ghana?" I scoffed and walked past him in the direction of the voice, "I was at the door" I said catching her attention... • • • • • A charming couple (Nick and Lauren ) had to navigate their way out of a storming marriage that was once cemented by love. A single mistake is about to pull the string of their marriage apart. °°°°Concluída
Midnight Messages
Unknown Number: I buried the body. What now? Me: Umm...what? Unknown Number: Ah shit. Sorry, wrong number! Could you like...delete that message? Me: Will the police be able to track it back to me if i don't? Unknown Number: ...yes. Me: Ok. Deleted. Bye. [Completed] Cover by @daisybrowserConcluída
The Wrong Number
"My bad," the reply comes quickly. "I forgot to mention-I'm not Jessica. You've got the wrong number." My blood runs cold. Did I just confess my deepest secrets to a total stranger? When Rose thought her life had sunken so low, she made the mistake of messaging the wrong number and revealing her secret to an unknown person.
What Are We Doing
"I have a deal to offer you" he says while going through his phone. I look at him confused and questionably. "Okay?" "The deal is if I make you, laugh ,cry, giggle or dance, you'll be mine again, come home with me tonight, and stay till I let you leave" he says and I look at him like he's crazy. "Are you kidding me! No!" I say looking at him. "No actually I'm not kidding you, come one Alyssa you know you want to take the dea-" "Fine! Deal!" I say and shake his hand. __________________________ It's her brother's best friend She knows she can't like him But she can't fight the feelings she's feeling It's his best friend sister He can't go with her and he knows it But what happens when she moves across the world for college Will they forget about each other and move on Or will they end up meeting again And maybe break a few rules Hey guys my awesome cover was done by one of my closest friends @irepshay . Go check her out she has amazing books!Concluída
Bruised Hearts and Silent War
They say college is where you find yourself. I didn't come to find anything. I came to hide. Arina Blake learned that silence can be armor, and disappearing is safer than being seen. She wants a quiet life, invisible footsteps, and no eyes on her. Especially not his. Ethan Hayes doesn't chase people. They move when he looks at them - fear, respect, survival. His world is shadows, control, secrets no one survives getting close to. Until her. She bumped into him and didn't flinch. She talked back. She didn't look away. Now he can't stop watching. And she can't stop wondering why the most dangerous boy on campus looks at her like she's the only thing he's decided to want. He shouldn't want her. She shouldn't go near him. But tragedies recognize each other - and broken souls bleed in the same color. This isn't a love story. This is a collision. And collisions always leave scars. But sometimes... they remake you. "You don't get to walk away from me." His voice didn't rise. It didn't need to. "Not after looking at me like you wanted to run... and wanted me to follow."
Stalker
I decided to walk over to my best friend's house, and once I got closer her driveway, I could see the door was left ajar. Rita probably left it open for me, I thought, while shaking my head disapprovingly. Then as I entered the door, my mouth open to announce my presence, I was hit by an odor indescribable, but deep down I knew what it was. Anyone could definitely recognize the smell. At first I hesitated with my food hovering over the the threshold. Then I took a deep breath and swallowed it; finally I walked forward as cold fear chilled my heart and the contents of my stomach rose to my throat... Have you ever had the feeling that you were being watched? Maybe while you were alone or after watching a scary movie? How about all the time: in school, walking around the neighborhood, in your room, or in the dark? Lately, Shayla has been having these same feelings of being watched. Little did she know it was true until a strange boy began showing up, until strange events began happening, until her loved ones became a target, until it was too late.Concluída
Text Buddies
What will you do when the one person you think detests you is the only one who truly gets you? ... A potential friendship crumbles before it can even begin. He has to stay focused, bound by his father's expectations. She feels foolish for ever believing he truly wanted anything with her. Silence becomes their only language. Then an anonymous app changes everything. Behind hidden usernames, they share secrets, laughter, and late-night confessions-never knowing they've been pouring their hearts out to each other all along.
Anonymous: Stalked
|MATURE| Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★| "Who's this?" I said while I questioned the text on my screen. Unknown Number 3:10 a.m Hi. I felt off about the message. It definitely wasn't the vibes I wanted, how did this person even get my number, and who even are they? I just brushed it off and left them on open for the rest of the morning. Then my phone buzzed again right after I closed the messages app. It was another message from the unknown number. Stalk verb harass or persecute (someone) with unwanted and obsessive attention. Danielle is clueless of her secret admirer. Her average life will take a turn from her decision, will she regret it or will she love it? ________ To leave a review or ask questions check at the bottom of the chapters, thank you. ________ Warnings: Degrading Smut Cursing ViolenceConcluída
I stop at the last room, stare at the number on the door and crosscheck it with the one with me. I stuffed the paper away and ready myself for what lies behind the closed door. I lean on the door for a while and could hear voices but were incoherent. I tap twice on the door and the voices stopped. I repeated the process and received a response that sounded more like Hillary's voice. "Who is it?" He asked from behind the door. I knocked back instead, I didn't trust myself to sound differently. The door flew open in a second and I quickly wedge the door with my leg to prevent him from shutting it on my face. His face went pale on seeing me. I scanned him from head to toe. He was only in his brief. He tried blocking my view with his body but I push him aside forcefully. "Who is at the door, love?" Love? What a joke! Both our eyes snapped in the direction of the voice. I thought I heard my heart leap but not for joy, in pains. It was as though a knife was scrolled into my chest. "This is your Ghana?" I scoffed and walked past him in the direction of the voice, "I was at the door" I said catching her attention... • • • • • A charming couple (Nick and Lauren ) had to navigate their way out of a storming marriage that was once cemented by love. A single mistake is about to pull the string of their marriage apart. °°°°
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