Stalking Stories

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.

A haunting, seductive enemies-to-lovers story where obsession isn't a weakness - it's the plan. Viransh Mehra is a brilliant student - top of his class, quiet, calculated... and unhealthily obsessed. Advait Sinha is a cold, by-the-book literature teacher with a locked heart and a past full of mistakes. He lives by routine, silence, and iron rules - rules that start to crack when he realizes he's being watched... not just in class, but everywhere. What begins as a subtle fixation turns into a chilling game of psychological chess: Viransh wants to break through the teacher's icy control and own him completely - mind, body, and fear. But the more Advait tries to escape the student's growing obsession, the deeper he sinks into it - caught between fear and forbidden desire. Control shifts. Power blurs. And soon, the only thing more dangerous than being wanted... is wanting it back. Tropes: •dark academia •bl romance •teacher × student (18+) •genius stalker top •cold older bottom •obsession → desire → disaster

"I didn't just take this job to teach history, Elara. I took it to make sure you never leave mine." Elara Vance is a senior at St. Jude's Academy, just trying to survive the year. But then Alaric Thorne arrives. He's the most feared teacher in school-strikingly handsome, dangerously strict, and possessing a gaze that feels like a physical touch. Elara is drawn to the tension, unaware that she isn't just a student to him. She is his obsession. Alaric isn't just a professor; he's a high-ranking Mafia Boss who has been stalking Elara for years. He took this job for one reason: to watch her every move. He knows her routine, her friends, and the secrets she whispers in the dark. Behind the locked doors of his office, the line between student and teacher vanishes. But as his love turns into a lethal obsession, Elara realizes that the man who grades her papers is the same man who rules the city's underworld with blood. He's not just her teacher. He's her possessor.

THIS IS NOT THE LOVE STORY THIS IS ABOUT EMOTIONS🙃 A GIRL WHO HAS BEEN WAITING FOR HER FAMILY A FAMILY WHO DOES NOT WANT HER A strong girl and her family ✨

Becoming a princess by marrying a prince should have been every young woman's dream come true... but not (Y/n)'s. Unfortunately for her though, and for reasons she can't understand, neither her family nor the Crown seem bent on listening to her and putting an end to her arranged marriage to Prince Daniel. Left with no other option, a Wishing Tree located in the middle of the kingdom's Cursed Forest might be the only solution to her royal issue. The plan was simple, venture in the Cursed Forest, write her wish on the Wishing Tree and leave. However, when her original plan doesn't work, (Y/n) has no choice but to make a deal with the devil. And as Fate would have it, a mutually beneficial deal soon turns into something darker when the creature (Y/n) bonded herself to starts hungering for more than just freedom and revenge. When it starts craving her. #1 in #forcedproximity

"Today I met the woman I am supposed to be with for the rest of my life. My soulmate. If only she would see that we are meant to be together too." An undiagnosed sociopath falls madly in love with a young woman. What happens when love turns into an obsession that burns like fire, but there's nothing to put it out? What if someone is in their way of happiness? Read and find out in Journals of a Stalker.

A stalker-romance about a psychopathic photographer named Spencer Welch kidnapping his old childhood friend, Sebastian Blair. TW: death, abuse, self-harm, toxic romance along with other bad things. !!! This story is very self-indulgent and will get very smutty !!!

You ever fall asleep watching a scary movie... and wake up still inside it? Three friends. One phone. A voice that knows too much. What starts as a joke turns into a psychological game where fear isn't loud, anger isn't explosive, and survival depends on staying calm when someone wants you to break. They thought it was over. It wasn't.

Seraphine Claire Villanueva is the type of girl you'd notice last when entering a room. She is distant, quiet, and speaks only when necessary, often limiting herself to topics related to schoolwork. Her mind is consumed by nothing but her studies when she's at school. Yet, even in her distance, it's impossible to deny the beauty she carries. She doesn't even realize that she's already caught someone's attention...No one knows what that person will do-will they keep watching from afar, or take a step to get her attention?

"When the truth surfaces, their love becomes the only thing worth fighting for"

Helena Alton accepts a summer position at Wetherbrook Hall, expecting only to maintain the discipline of her student and the structure of her days. But she quickly draws the attention of Reginald Sutton: eccentric, wealthy and far too used to getting what he wants. What begins as pursuit and quiet opposition soon sharpens into a psychological dance of control, restraint and unspoken obsession. Reginald orchestrates a game that shifts the very walls of the house to bring her closer. The question is no longer whether she'll leave, but how long he'll let her think she can. ~ She gasped and twisted, but he'd already swept her off the ground in one ridiculous, showman's flourish. Her feet dangled, skirts swaying, while his laughter puffed warm and self-satisfied behind her ear. "Oh, darling canary" Reginald mused, as though this were all her fault, "you do make it so very easy."

Some stories don't begin with love-they begin with ruin. A shattered boy who learned to survive by being pretty. A girl they all overlooked... except the one who needed her most. And the man waiting in the dark, holding the door to freedom... or something far more dangerous. This isn't a fairytale. This is a reckoning. In a place where silence was holy, he learned to flirt his way out of pain and bleed glitter to survive. But when his dove came-curious, full of softness and strength-he tasted something like hope. Freedom would always wear her face. But what happens after the break? When obsession masquerades as devotion? When pretty things turn sharp? Because he knows his love is a little too Crazy, a little too wild, too consuming. And maybe she was never meant for the kind of craving that lives in his shadow. And yet... he can't let go. Not of her. Not of the man who sees his darkest corners and doesn't flinch. Three lives. Tangled pasts. One story drenched in trauma, obsession, and a love that might just burn everything down to be born.

--- "Two souls become strangers. Strangers become enemies. Enemies fall into forbidden love. And love turns into an obsession that destroys everything."🌑 In this world of power, secrets, betrayal, and burning desire - each couple is tested by fate, haunted by their pasts, and forced to choose between love and ruin.🔥 This story explores: Dark romance 🌑 Obsessive love ♥️ Powerful families ♠️ Secrets, trauma, healing🤞 Enemies turning lovers 🔥 Beautiful but dangerous relationships 🫦 Every character is broken. Every love story is dangerous. Every heart is claimed by a forbidden obsession. --- Book 1 of "LOVE OF MINE" Series --- ✨

Virat: "Wait!" (Pooja continues walking away without turning back.) Virat: "Sunflower... Stop being stubborn, baby girl." (He grabs her hand and pins her against the wall.) Pooja (looking at him with an unexplainable pain in her heart, still trying to push him away): "Move... Virat!" Virat (pinning both of her hands above her head with one hand): "Listen to me, just this once. Stop struggling." Pooja (still fighting to free herself, holding back her tears): "Move! I don't want to listen. I won't listen!" Virat (his eyes turning cold and hard): "Will you be quiet, or should I make you? Listen to me, just this once!" Pooja: "What do you even want to say? That you brought me to your house through deceit? That you're a rogue? I saw the contract papers you hid... and in your office-" Virat (frowning in confusion): "What office? What room? What are you talking about?" Pooja (her voice filled with anger, sadness, and raw emotion): "Don't act innocent now! Are you using your manipulation tricks on me?" Virat (his heart shattering, his voice laced with pain): "Stop saying such harsh words. It hurts... If anyone else said it, I could take it. But not you. Never you. And I never lied to you, Pooja. I may have hidden some truths, but I have never lied. Not once. From the very beginning."when she stood silent.. (Virat's cold demeanor crumbles into pain, his eyes filling with tears for the first time in years...) To find out what happen next start reading the story..😂😂 FORCED MARRIAGE Age Gap Forbidden LOVE Grumpy× Sunshine Fantasy Slow burn..

He's tired. Exhausted, really. Not just in body-but in spirit, in soul. Every day feels like a silent war he didn't ask to fight. The fear- It lingers like smoke, always in the air. The fear of him. The one who forced his way in and never left. The one who turned safety into a stranger. He dreads going to work. He dreads the hallways, the rehearsals, the possibility of brushing past him. He dreads the lies he tells with a smile. "I'm fine." "I'm just tired." "I'm okay." He hides. From the truth. From his members. From the question in their eyes he's too scared to answer. How do you tell the people you love that someone is breaking you? Slowly. Quietly. Every single day. If only he had the courage. Just one moment of boldness- To look him in the eye and say, "No more." Would that set him free? He hopes so. He has to hope. Because right now, hope is all he's got left.

The story is about a man who got suck in a digital horror game after he had fallen asleep, he had played each route but unfortunately some of the route still on developing which he haven't gone to far from the games (It's my first time making a story) Characters x M/reader (I'm a fan of BxB stories, and if your uninterested of homosexuals, that's okay. You have a lot of option to read from someone else's work.) warning: Author take their sweet time as they take a long time to update, be aware. Also, bad grammer, take your risk. (Recommend make a comment about it for me to learn my mistake) Disclaimer: I do not own it and the game is real, the name of the game is The Freak Circus. Game developer: Garula (Also referred to as Neko Bueno in comments)

Carmen Raines thought she was safe. At twenty-two, she has her own apartment, her own life, and her past neatly locked away or so she believes. But when subtle signs begin to appear-objects moved, messages sent from unknown numbers-Carmen realizes someone has been watching her. Cole Hudson was never supposed to be part of her life again. Former enemies. Accidental lovers. A connection born from tension, not trust. But when danger creeps closer, Cole is the only one who believes her and the only one willing to stay. What Carmen and Cole don't know is that the past never let them go. Two exes. Two obsessions. One plan to erase them completely. As paranoia deepens and desire blurs into dependency, Carmen and Cole must decide whether their connection is strong enough to survive the people who refuse to let them live. Because obsession doesn't fade. It waits.

Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇs ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴠᴇɴᴇss ɪɴ Jᴀᴘᴀɴ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇɴ. Bᴜᴛ ᴍᴏsᴛʟʏ ᴍᴇɴ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄɪᴘᴀᴛᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴏs, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴᴠᴏʟᴠᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ. Yᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙʟᴇssᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ, ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴏᴅʏ, ᴄʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ sᴋɪɴ ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ ɢᴜʏs ɴᴏɴsᴛᴏᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏsᴛʟʏ ʙᴀᴅ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʟᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴠᴇʀᴛᴇᴅ, ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴛ, sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜʏ. Bᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴏᴜᴛs ᴏꜰ sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ, ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜsʏ, sᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʀɪᴀɴɢʟᴇs. Aʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇssᴜʀᴇ﹖

She fell first. He never fell at all. Another man watched her fall... silently. Trisha's life is a mess of fake accounts, unspoken love, family pressure, and sleepless nights on the balcony. What starts as innocent stalking turns into heartbreak, obsession, and a choice that could save-or ruin-her life. Three floors. Two men. One girl who just wants to be seen. She sang from her balcony for the man below. She never knew the man above was watching. Trisha loved the wrong man, hid behind a fake account, and slowly broke under academic pressure and a toxic home. When the truth comes out, hearts shatter, loyalties are tested, and one night on the rooftop changes everything.

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