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]]

She went to Michael Jackson's concert expecting one unforgettable night. She didn't expect him to notice her. One glance from the stage turns into backstage passes, midnight phone calls and a man who suddenly wants to know everything about her. At first, it feels like a dream. Until Mai realizes Michael isn't just interested. He's watching. He's waiting. And he doesn't seem ready to let her go.

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.

Male Lead: Damien Moretti • Age: 29 • Public Identity: Cold, untouchable billionaire CEO of a global luxury empire. Feared in business circles for destroying competitors overnight. • Secret Identity: Mafia king with deep underground connections. Ruthless strategist. Also a silent serial killer-but only targets abusers, traffickers, predators, and men who harm women. • Obsession: Her. Since the first day he saw her walking alone with tears in her eyes. Habits: o Watches her through hidden cameras near places she visits (apartment entrance, college gate, café) o Sends anonymous help whenever she struggles o Keeps a file of everything she loves/hates o Kills any man who truly harms or threatens her • Soft Spot: o Secretly keeps every small thing related to her: hair tie, note, dropped pen, receipt o Cannot sleep unless he knows she is safe Female Lead: Ava Sinclair • Age: 20 • Identity: College student, scholarship holder • Background: Grew up emotionally neglected. Never felt chosen, wanted, or beautiful. Often ignored by family and used by fake friends. • Looks: o Naturally stunning without knowing it o Soft eyes, delicate features, effortless beauty o Men stare, women notice, but she mistakes it for judgment • Inner Wound: o Thinks nobody could ever genuinely love her o Believes compliments are lies • Hidden Strength: o Brave when protecting others o Stronger than she knows Their Dynamic: • He watches her in silence for months before approaching. • She feels like someone is always there... but also strangely safe. • Every time someone hurts her, they disappear. • She thinks she is invisible. • He thinks she is the only thing worth seeing. Signature Line: She thought nobody noticed her. He noticed every breath she took.

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.

A neighbor x neighbor story! A love story? Or the perfect plot on an unsuspecting girl who seeks comfort from her neighbor after experiencing weird behavior? This story trails off to show the downward spiral of how far obsession takes someone. !!TW!! There are mentions of obsession, murder, foul language and implications of intercourse! Pls click off if you don't like it

✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧The Hukum's Reign (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Season~1 Ekaksh & Surbhi .⁠｡♡ Ekaksh Singh Rajvanshi He is the ruthless Mafia King of Russia and the future Hukum sa of Rajasthan. Cold brutal and deeply feared. He kills with a cold, sadistic smile. He ignores his enemy's frantic pleas, slowly breaking their bones before slitting their throat with a silent blade, treating their final gasp like a minor inconvenience.His obsession with Surbhi is a dark, consuming fever. For nine years, he has tracked her every breath, surrounding her with invisible shadows to ensure she belongs only to him. Every photo of her is memorized, every man who looks at her is eliminated, and his entire empire is just a cage he is building to lock her in forever. .⁠｡♡ Surbhi Sharma ✧。 She is a vision of ethereal beauty, with skin as delicate as porcelain and hair as dark as night. Her eyes sparkled like diamond, shining with a quiet intensity.The curves of her lips can even charm the god and her smile can light up the whole night. A fairy like beauty. But the more she is beautiful, the more she has to face trouble. Her beauty is a curse to her. If her beauty can be boon, than it can also be a curse. She hate herself for that but she can't do anything. ✯Tropes~: Forced Marriage Age gap Obsessed ML & Innocent FL He fell first harder and harder Forced Proximity Underworld Mafia king Revenge Stalker's Obsession Royal, College Romance

The threat was supposed to be contained. It wasn't. After the truth about Colin surfaces, the lines between inside and outside begin to blur-and Mara is no longer just watching it happen. She's part of it now. Choices carry weight. Decisions leave marks. And when Mara makes one that crosses a line Greyson would never allow, the balance between them shifts in a way neither of them can ignore. He protects. She decides. But in a world where every move has consequences, control is no longer enough-and safety was never guaranteed. Something has breached. And there is no going back.

Kai Being a scholarship kid in Rosecrest University is,well, a nightmare.The place is full of people who surround the weaker like prey and pounce on them every chance they get.But the worst of them is Alexie.He stalks me like a predator and waits for me to break.Once he bites down,he never lets go. Alexie No one had ever quite caught my eye like him,with his oversized sweatshirts and adorable glasses. I don't want him.I need him. He is the only one who can quench my thirst.The only one who can kindle my fire.My obssesion.My addiction.KAI. Hiii.This is my first story ever so it might not be up to your expectation but i hope u try it and like it!!!*I don't claim any ownership to any picture*

Seraphina Grace Valencia spent four years running from her past. From the city that broke her. From the people she left behind. From the boy she never stopped thinking about. But when she's forced to return to New York and take her father's place in the cartel, the life she escaped comes crashing back. Especially when the first person standing in her way is Andrés Romano- the ruthless cartel leader who still remembers how she left Some ghosts never stay buried And some people never truly let you go.

"They told me to stay away... because if they touched me, they'd burn the world." After the tragic death of her parents, 15-year-old Y/N was suddenly adopted by seven powerful men-Korea's most feared mafia kings, also known as her distant uncles. Cold. Rich. Dangerous. And devastatingly handsome. They left her in a mansion under strict protection. But they never left her heart. Now she's 19. Legal. All grown up. And they're back. What happens when the girl they tried to protect from themselves... becomes the very flame they can't live without? A forbidden obsession. A love that breaks all laws. And seven kings who would destroy heaven just to taste their angel. She's their blood. Their weakness. Their religion. 💔 Run, Y/N. Because this time... they're not letting go. 》Dark Romance | OT7 x Reader | Age-Gap | Possessive Mafia | Psychological Obsession | Thriller "It's my first time penning a story, so go easy on me! Your support means the world 💜"

Aryamaan Rajvansh Aryamaan is a man of power, influence, and unshakable determination. Born into a family that commands both the political and business worlds, he has inherited not just wealth but an iron will to dominate every arena he steps into. A formidable businessman, he has built an empire of his own, earning respect and fear in equal measure. Yet, beneath his ruthless exterior lies an obsession-one that has consumed him for the past four years. It started with a single moment, a single glance. Love at first sight. He doesn't know her name, her past, or where she belongs, but that hasn't stopped him. He has scoured cities, pulled every string, and left no stone unturned in his relentless search. Because once he finds her, she will be his. No matter what it takes. Vedanshi Tiwari Vedanshi is simple, beautiful, and elegant, with a quiet grace that draws people in. Shy by nature, she finds joy in the little things, living a peaceful life away from the chaos of the world. Just like her father, she has a deep passion for teaching and dedicates herself to shaping young minds in a small school. She finds happiness in her students' laughter and the comfort of routine, unaware that her life is about to take an unexpected turn. She doesn't know that someone has been searching for her for the past four years. And the day he finds her, everything will change-forever. #1 Pyaar #2 runningaway ( 21/5/25) #6 possession (21/5/25) #3 possession (25/5/25) #44 loveatfirstsight (26/5/25) #26 loveatfirstsight (29/5/25) #7 psycho (31/5/25) #2 stalking (10/7/25)

Top - 2 in india ( 9/2/2026) In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐔𝐊𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄,𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄,𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐗𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌,𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄? 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋

His madness for her is mess:- "If I die, Piya and sometimes I think I might, because my heart beats too fast when I think of you-you will still remember me every single day. Every time you see a jasmine flower, every time the phone rings and no one speaks, every time you see a man who is too tall or a car that is too dark... you will see me. I will be the ghost that haunts your marriage until it screams." ________________________________________ She leaned forward, her eyes pleading. "Please, Nikhil. If you ever truly cared for me, do this one thing. Forget me. Become the old Nikhil again-the one who loved books more than shadows. Leave me with my family. I will talk to Ekansh. I will take back all the charges. You can go to London, start over, breathe free air. Just... leave me." He looked up at her, his eyes wild and bloodshot, tears wetting her feet. "Please, Piya. Just love me back. Tell me you love me, and I'll burn these photos. I'll burn the world. I'm doing this because you're pushing me away! You're forcing me to be a villain when I just want to be your slave!" ​"Nikhil, let me go!" she shrieked, struggling beneath him. "I am disgusted by you!" she spat, her chest heaving. "Don't you ever touch me again! Your touch is like poison. I can feel the filth of your mind on my skin!" Dirty?" he whispered, his voice cracking into a high, terrifying giggle. "She thinks I'm dirty? Then I'll show her what the dirt actually is. "Why can't you just die before coming, i don't want you, just go to your evil father." Piya said crying looking at her swollen belly. This story will get dark in further chapters. I will update every night. So please vote for next chapters, comments your thoughts, and also subscribe for more stories like this. copyright all the story line is mine . the picture and music used in this story credit goes to their original owner.

All Diane Curtis ever wanted was a sister. Growing up in a house ruled by three loud, impossible brothers, that didn't seem like too much to ask. She found her almost-sister in Sandy, her best friend. But now there are whispers. Closed-door talks. Adults making "important decisions." And suddenly, Sandy's being sent to Florida. Diane doesn't know the whole story, just that it has something to do with Soda, and that no one will look her in the eye when she asks. As if losing Sandy wasn't enough, Dallas Winston keeps hanging around. Diane's world is changing. And no one bothered to ask if she was ready.

They called him Tsunami. A name whispered through crowded hallways and empty classrooms. Not because he was loud. Not because he was violent. But because storms did not ask permission before they arrived. And neither did he. Sky Vaelor existed on the edges of everyone's lives. The orphan boy sleeping at the back of the classroom. The giant nobody dared approach. The mystery nobody could solve. Feared by many. Known by none. Then there was Nani. A quiet transfer student carrying rainclouds in his eyes and silence in his heart. He preferred books over conversations. Loneliness over crowds. Distance over attachment. He never wanted attention. Never wanted trouble. Never wanted to be remembered. But fate has a cruel habit of choosing the wrong people. One moment. One act of kindness. One glance that lasted a little too long. And suddenly, something shifted. Like the calm before a storm. Like a thread being pulled tighter and tighter until it threatened to snap. What began as curiosity slowly became fixation. What began as fascination slowly became obsession. And somewhere between watching and wanting, between protecting and possessing, the line disappeared. The terrifying thing about storms isn't when they arrive. It's when they decide to stay. Because some people enter your life and leave footprints. Others leave scars. And some become shadows that follow you no matter where you go. No matter how far you run. No matter how desperately you try to escape. The storm always remembers where it left its mark. And some storms never stop chasing. ~One act of kindness. One lifetime of consequences.

They told me he was a monster-a shadow that swallowed the city whole. They didn't tell me how beautiful he looked cloaked in the dark. When the deadly mafia heir, Valentin Cruz, made me his next target, I was supposed to run. I was supposed to beg for my life. Instead, I locked my doors, traced his steps, and waited for him with a smile. I don't want to be saved. I want to watch him burn the world down-and kick my feet while he does it. He thinks he's the stalker. He thinks he's the one pulling the strings from the dark. He has no idea I've been pulling him right back into my trap from the very beginning. When two dark obsessions collide, who survives the wreckage? ⚠️ WHAT TO EXPECT: Dual POV (Get inside both of their unhinged heads) Slow Burn / High Tension (The kind that makes you throw your phone) Obsessive/Possessive Hero (He will lose his mind) Chaotic/Stalker Heroine (She's not a victim; she's the nightmare)

𝙁𝙀𝙈!𝙔/𝙉 | Open to Requests A collection of yandere, stalker or obsessive/highly fixated one-shots, mainly from my own ideas and concepts! ENJOY!

"We're friends" 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴. Stalking (v.) When two people go for a long romantic walk together but only one of them knows about it. "What are you talking about? I'd never kill you, Elira. I love you. It's just the girls that have to go." Fem!Oc x Allie Hayes