stalked

After another failed attempt at love, grief-stricken and orphaned Korina Black decides to move to New York to start afresh after swearing off men for good. But all that changes when she meets a hot doctor Cole smith and her life get messier when she finds out that she is being stalked by an evil mafia boss who is hell bent on having her all to himself and would trample anyone in his way.

After another failed attempt at love, grief-stricken and orphaned Korina Black decides to move to New York to start afresh after swearing off men for good.   But all that changes when she meets a hot doctor Cole smith and her life get messier when she finds out that she is being stalked by an evil mafia boss who is hell bent on having her all to himself and would trample anyone in his way.

Alissa is 21 years old when she sees a guy who she develops a crush on, Aron. She stalks him without knowing that he is a psychopath When she realizes how dangerous Aron is she stops, but she can't back down because Aron knows who she is. What happens when Aron returns the favor?

When a powerful young heiress loses her memory after a mysterious car accident, she wakes up in a quiet village… haunted by dreams that feel too real. But someone is watching her. And the past she can't remember? It’s about to find her. Revenge. Secrets. A story that won’t stay on the page. What happens when the villain of your past… becomes the hero of your future? If you want to know what happens with her, read Stalked by My Own Story. The truth is waiting...

Ever Richard saw finn in the cafe. He wants him to be his. He begins to find everything about him. Finn never knew his life would in less than 24 hours at the party which hosted for his friends bachelor party. This is interracial love story. Richard is also 7 years younger than finn. This is a interracial love story. Finn is a Korean while Richard is African American.

This story takes place during covid lock down. This is not based on real life. Imani is kidnapped by her obsessive stalker during a world wide pandemic. Life became hell for her as soon as she was stuck with her stalker during the covid lock down. Will she ever escape with her life?

A prank call gone very wrong. Novalie Aleani and her friends were having a sleepover, They drank alot and chose to prank call in their drunken state, Novalie's friends upon calling a random number instantly insulted the person on the other line ... But what they didn't know is that they had just angered a killer-

“Eight times, Myshka. Eight times you crawl into my bed, dripping. You think I not smell your cunt on my pillows? I let ruin happen because I decide it. I, Sebastian Volkov, control every little thing you feel. I do so now. And forever.” ——— Sebastian Maksimovich Volkov is a cold Russian bastard from old money so deep it’s practically from hell. To Blackwood, he’s the silent captain. To me? He’s a sickness I’ve fed for months. My whole life has been reading, studying, wanting freedom and being afraid to take it. But him? I can stalk him. Watch him. Fantasize until I forget how suffocating my life is. But now that he’s caught me, he wants to break my composure. Make me beg. Turn the untouchable British heiress into his personal mess. But what he doesn’t realise is that he just caught a woman who will let him wreck her body just to keep him on his knees for her. --- CONTENT WARNINGS: This book contains explicit BDSM scenes (D/s dynamics, bondage, impact play, sensory deprivation, orgasm control), consensual non-consent (CNC), stalking, emotional manipulation, parental emotional abuse, death of a parent, cancer, murder, violence, strong language, and a lot of fuckery. Read responsibly.

Mika was a young girl Born into royalty she was nineteen but still her parents never let her explore the world outside the castle would she be forever stalked in there????

Content Warning : This story is not safe. It's addictive, explicit, and threaded with triggers that bite. It drags you through obsession, trauma, and the kind of desire that hurts as much as it heals. If you can't handle morally grey men, broken women, or the thin line between love and ruin, stop here. If you can... keep reading. I thought monsters only lived in the dark, until I was framed for a murder I didn't commit and dragged into a world that felt darker than any nightmare. Where he was. Where he's always been. Watching me. He doesn't love. He claims what's his and destroys anyone who touches it. I tried to run from the shadow that haunts me, but somehow, every time, I end up running straight back to him. He's danger wrapped in devotion. My curse. My obsession. My undoing. I should fear him. And I do. But fear doesn't stop the pulse between my thighs. Or the way my heart betrays me when he whispers my name like a threat and a prayer. They call it madness. I call it survival. Because in his darkness, I stopped being hunted. I became the desire. He's the shadow I was meant to run from, but the one who left his hunger burning deep inside me.