♤Timestamps♤ ▪︎0:00 - Savage (remix) ▪︎2:52 - Everybody wants to rule the World ▪︎5:31 - Desire (Hucci Remix) ▪︎9:21 - Toxic (2WEI Cover) ▪︎13:12 - Mad World (2WEI Cover)

@andreaevans5382

Ай бұрын

People like you is why I love the world. I check comments for this every time and I am looking to see if it has any music I won't listen too so thanks 😂❤🎉

@SEVEENTEENKPOPKINGS

Ай бұрын

Thanks bruh

@Emma.Bloo.Bloobgoon

29 күн бұрын

Life saver ❤️

@mirandajackson4178

9 күн бұрын

Bro thank you, the people who do time stamps are literally my fav people ever, cause they do what I’m too lazy to do lol

I know that in real life, if a stalker catches me it will probably be a gross old man and it will be a horrible experience but right now I'm going to sit here listening to this playlist and letting romance stalker imaginations swirl in my mind.

@amandalidey329

12 күн бұрын

Lol. Omg, well, what if he's attractive?? Then what would u do?? Lol. 🖤

@amandalidey329

12 күн бұрын

Shhhhh 🤫. "Now do as I say." It's kind of steamy if u ask me. I mean, if the stalker is attractive, then sounds kinky to me. ♥️🖤. I want it allll♥️🖤. I want to feel youuuu♥️🖤

@dwightturner1339

10 күн бұрын

if they are attractive, they arent gonna be a stalker. good looking man just need to step up say hi and talk. and theyll gonna get their way. thats good looking privilige. ​@@amandalidey329

@elenaejja8720

10 күн бұрын

ughhh so im not the only one

@amandalidey329

10 күн бұрын

Lol.

POV Background: You're a Psychology Major, living alone in an apartment near college trying to stay away from your family with a criminal background. "I keep feeling that someone's out there. Watching my every move, my every breath. And I know I should be freaked out about it, but it also kinda excites me" I was coming back from my college and it got dark really soon. All I wanted was to take a long hot shower, eat ramen and watch Netflix after this long day. The alleys tend to get darker at this time of the day, with creeps lurking around. Generally, they are no threat to me since most of them are there for the peddlers to get their "stuff" and the rest are a bunch of college bullies who couldn't care less about me. But still, I keep a swiss-knife as my keychain all the time. Mom insisted on me taking that along with a licensed gun for my protection just in case. You see, my family is kinda like a mafia. So I grew up knowing my way around these shady people. Although that's not the future I envisioned for myself, so I left the house, giving the excuse for higher studies. I wanna be a Psychology professor, or atleast a writer if I can. I think I'll make a decent career as an author cause, imagine the kind of stories I'll have being from a family of Mafias. I was about to turn around the corner to get to my apartment, when a sudden chill went down my spine. Someone was here. Instinctively, I grabbed my swiss-knife and turned around to look. Nothing but shadows. This is not the first time I've felt like someone was close around me. Watching me. Maybe one of my family's enemies found out I was living here. But I couldn't say for sure unless the bastard showed up. I thought of asking dad about it, but then dropped the plan. Knowing him, he will probably ask me to pack my bags and get on the private plane ASAP. And that's the last thing I want. I can't thrive in that environment. Besides, I think I have it under control. From all the traces this guy has left, I know that there is just one person. Whoever sent this guy my way, gravely underestimated me. Or it could be that they don't wanna take an action, and just observe. It couldn't be one of dad's henchmen, cause I legit signed a contract where I specifically asked him to not send henchmen or bodyguards my way, unless deemed necessary by me, only then I'll return home as soon as I get my degree. And my dad knows I will sue him and drag him to the court if he doesn't abide. I grew up knowing all the necessary close-combat stuff, handling my weapons, and ofcourse, negotiation and manipulation. If this stalker thinks he can have me that easily, he is in for a huge disappointment. Ignoring the lurking presence, I entered the lift. My room was on the 12th floor. A beautiful and spacious place indeed, with I dare say the best view of the skyline. This apartment was not cheap. I have to work 2 shifts to pay the rent. But I guess the luxury part of my world did not leave me. I twisted the key to open the door, and felt a chill brush past my face. A ghost? There's no way the creep made his way to my room. Frantically I turned on the lights. The apartment looked just like I left. "Maybe I'm just exhausted" I dropped my coat on the couch along with my bag, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, and maybe a bit of wine. That's when my eyes fell on something, making me freeze right there. "A black rose" I carefully scanned around the room, looking for any other signs of life. Any movement other than my own shadows. Everything was still. "Shit" I muttered under my breath. If this guy can enter into my apartment, then he clearly is above what I had anticipated him to be. "Looks like I underestimated you too" I twirled the flower before throwing it in the bin. Just then I got a ping. "Didn't like my gift?" a private number. He was watching me. He was inside the house. Crap. "If you have balls show up in the front rather than hiding behind your screen like a coward" "If you say so" Just as I got the text, the light in my apartment went off. "What the fu-" This guy had it all planned! Even though it was dark, I could see the shadows shifting places. I was not alone. Without making any noise, I tried to get to the third drawer; where the gun was, along with the silencer and 3 bullets. I opened the drawer and found it empty. My blood froze. "Looking for this?" A deep raspy voice brushed past my ears as A cold barrel made contact with the back of my head. I could feel the warmth of his presence right behind me. Stupid me, I should've anticipated this. If he got inside my apartment, he'd surely come across my gun. I raised my hand up to my head. In a gesture of surrender. The guy let out a deep powerful chuckle. "What happened? Are you scared now that I'm actually here?" "I wouldn't be so cocky if I were you" I smirked as I twisted the gun from his hand elbowing him in the gut and turning around to point the gun in his direction. Holy shit. The man wore a hoodie and a mask, covering most of his face, except for the eyes. Carnal eyes. This guy was huge! And he definitely radiated power. There was no mistake he was more than just a henchman. He had authority in his eyes. If the circumstances were different, I'd even have considered him to be sexy. But that wouldn't stop me from pushing a bullet through his brain. "Remove the mask, let me see your face" The guy smirked. "Feisty. As expected from the eldest daughter of the Vassezac family" "Remove the mask, I won't ask you again" With one swift movement he snatched the gun and held me against his chest, in a way that my back faced him. Shit. This guy was more powerful than I had thought. The air instantly turned heavier as my heart raced beneath its cage. The guy towered behind me, and took a wiff off my hair, sending chills down my spine. "I intend to show you more than just my face, love. But I'm afraid you'll have to wait." "Who sent you here?" The guy chuckled again. "Do you know what does the black rose mean?" he whispered in my ears. God damn is he here to kill me or seduce me? "It's a symbol of forbidden desire" he said as he bit my earlobe. "You have no idea how long I watched you from the shadows. How long I waited to be near you. To hold you. To devour you" he began kissing my neck, making my knees weak. Heat reached my cheeks and travelled down my body. What the hell Y/n? You're seriously getting turned on right now? "Who the f@ck are you?" I spat at him, trying to not to give out his impact on me. "Someone who is more dangerous that any of the enemies your family ever had. Someone you should be more afraid of. Someone capable of destroying you completely in a way that you'll crave for more. Beg for more. I am your doom. Your destruction." My mouth went dry, and I could taste bile on my tongue. Who the hell is this guy. "And I am...." his lips moved closer to my ears again, and I could feel his hot breath around my nape. "Hopelessly.... dangerously..... obsessively...." he whispered in a low carnal voice, as his other hand snaked around my waist. He pulled me closer to him, so much that my back became one with his sturdy and muscular torso. "In love with you" You can read this story on Wattpad. It goes by the name "I Spy A stalker romance" written by Kim Edina

@bthe_vibe_boss

Ай бұрын

What are you author ? It was some wild crazy writing it is indeed a masterpiece 👌 please upload the next part 🙏🏻

@kimedina7014

Ай бұрын

@@bthe_vibe_boss Haha thank you! But where should I upload the other parts?

@bthe_vibe_boss

Ай бұрын

@@kimedina7014 like upload it on yt or like do uhh have wattpad or something like that cuz the fiction what uh had written, seems straight out of wattpad 🤌

@kimedina7014

Ай бұрын

@@bthe_vibe_boss Haha yes I do write on Wattpad but the stories are incomplete over there... And I havent written this one there

@bthe_vibe_boss

Ай бұрын

@@kimedina7014 oo . That's sad that ùuh haven't completed the stories .. but by change could uh make a part two of this story and post it here ..... 🤌

Nah yall wilding bc being caught by your stalker is NOT supposed to be hot 😭

@exvoloryryth3336

Ай бұрын

the ones in our heads yes cause they not here to kill us but to treat us rightly 😭

@Ripjaws3199

Ай бұрын

That's were the big ass line is between fic and real life. You know what happens in the fic. You don't know what happens in real life. You romanticize the fic part only and that's common sense cuz you know what happens. Obviously no one would be romanticizing stalkers who basically ends up killing. That's common frucking sense. Y'all be reading too much non-fic yet can't distinguish the line between fic and real life. You like the idea of getting being stalked and obsessed by someone in the fic cuz you know the story. Y'all don't know the story in real life. Probably one gonna get killed, or probably be left alone, cuz no one in real life will stalk you just because they are obsessed with you and since we don't know that, it's common sense we deal with it in the lawful way irl. That's where the big ass line is.

@venus4724

20 күн бұрын

I understand that it's fiction but it still personally creeps me out and I'm glad someone agrees. As long as they know the difference man.

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

Fr. I'm listening to it to write a story about a character being stalked - heavily inspired by my friend's own story, it's terrible. I know people are just fantasizing about fiction and all but I'm glad I'm not the only who's creeped out by it. I don't know why people would fantasize about being stalked. It's really important to remind it just in case there's someone young and impressionable passing by. I feel like many girls have it in their minds that "if a boy bothers you, it means he loves you" because of some parents, and it makes their perception of what's acceptable in a relationship and isn't skewed. That's why as obvious as it may seem to some people that it's wrong, it's always important to remind "Nah y'all this isn't hot"

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

​@@exvoloryryth3336by definition a stalker isn't someone who will treat you right😭

not me reading all the fictional romance on comments😭😭👍

Its giving haunting adeline vibes for sure

@Ems_.WompWomp

Ай бұрын

Literally!!

All the short story in the comments shows exactly what kind of people are listening to this playlist...

@Error_999

Ай бұрын

Writers and readers?

@Bellafromtwilight

Ай бұрын

@@Error_999 i mean they definitely be reading and writing dark romance and stuff lol i didnt mean it in a bad way

@Error_999

Ай бұрын

@@Bellafromtwilight lol I know I know, dw🩷

@Littlemisunderstood23

Ай бұрын

Actually, those writers were teens and probably romanticizing stalking as love and desire😂. I came here cause this is only playlist which intact real fear of being stalked.

@Bellafromtwilight

18 күн бұрын

@@Littlemisunderstood23 I'm 16 but my mom writes and reads and we both like stalking books, however its fictional and if it were to happen irl ( it has) i would be scared but again, its fictional

Whenever i see a stalker playlist i always remember: Haunting Adeline God of Wrath Once You're Mine The Pucking Wrong Number God of Malice That Sik Luv The Annihilator Crossed Raw By the way all of them are dark romance

@midnight246luvs_cookies2

Ай бұрын

Thanks for the recommendation I have both haunting Adeline books the first and second

@amandalidey329

12 күн бұрын

I love dark romance. ♥️🖤🥀⚘️

@heirloom100

10 күн бұрын

@@midnight246luvs_cookies2 Oh, I haven't read the second book. Pls tell me if it's good.

@Bubileaf

9 күн бұрын

The Annihilator (The Shadow Man) !!!!!

@Yxm3

9 күн бұрын

@@heirloom100 It's good but prepare your tissues cause you will cry

all the Zade's girlies here.. :›

@llemonmelonn

10 күн бұрын

gorlllll ahahhahah

ya' wouldn't talk like this in the comments if the stalker was an old, creepy, smelly dude :D all stuff aside nice playlist

@melloxqueen333

Ай бұрын

IKR.

@S2042S

Ай бұрын

The fact that a creepy smelly dude wouldn't have the guts to stalk is another thing tho.......

@MuSic_loverrr-te1su

Ай бұрын

I have many stalkers💀 of all ages...I'll just say neither is nice or hot💀🙆

@amandalidey329

28 күн бұрын

Lol.

@guacamolegalaxy

27 күн бұрын

​@@MuSic_loverrr-te1sugirl you okay??? "many" sounds terrifying

I'm waiting for the pov writers patiently🔮

@usherme

Ай бұрын

Yep here

@Moonlight-zw7zr

Ай бұрын

I’m here but I don’t post um

@Gabriella_2010

Ай бұрын

@@Moonlight-zw7zr POST IT!😭😠

@Moonlight-zw7zr

Ай бұрын

@@Gabriella_2010 why

@Gabriella_2010

Ай бұрын

@@Moonlight-zw7zr🤷‍♀️

“What do you want?!” I yelled. “You” He replied nonchalantly. The black cloth wrapped around his face revealing only his eyes did not help in hiding his mischievous smirk behind. If I don't run now, I'll be too stupid. And I took my steps backward slowly and with each of my steps he too took steps forward towards me until I set off to run. I ran towards my room and was about to shut the door but he held it and pushed it all of a sudden so that I lost balance and fell down. The door swing open and hit the wall. I stood up and helplessly stared at him. How should I save myself? ‘Hit him with something’ my mind replied and I looked around to find something but there was nothing proper enough to hurt him. I jumped on to my bed, stood over it and threw all the pillows towards him. He caught the first and second so couldn't hold the rest of the pillows which hit him but what could a mere soft pillow do to him? Stop him for a while? But for how long? He chuckled softly and picked the pillows from the floor and threw it back to the bed. I was still standing on it. “You're cute.” He said softly looking at a bewildered me. ‘Fight him’ my mind said but how? “You can't do anything to me, Sia.” He said as if he heard my thoughts. I fell on my knees while staring at him. I sat there asking “Why me? What have I done to you?” Talking it out seemed the only way left. He did not seem harmful because if that's what he wanted, he could have hurt me already. He walked forwards and stood beside the bed close to me and anxiety started making me shiver. “I love you.” He said to which my eyes popped out in astonishment. He then removed the cloth from his face revealing the handsomeness he hid. A face so masculine and sweet, a man so beautiful and his beauty was seducing me. I had no more questions for him because the answer he gave me made me go non verbal. He then took my hand and pulled me to him. I easily got uprooted and slammed on his hard body. He wrapped his hands around my waist and stroked my hair caressing me. “Sorry to scare you. I was hiding all this time waiting for the right time to confess but I did not expect I would have to do it like this seeing you all scared of me.” He talked and I stood silent. “I'm afraid I may lose you. But I won't let you escape from me and for that forgive me once again, I'm choosing the wrong way to make you mine.” He continued. ‘Wrong way? Which is that wrong way?’ I asked myself when he spoke again suddenly . “I'm going to fuck you, baby.” I was stunned hearing that. This man is unpredictable, I must escape from here, from him. I tried to push him away but he was strong, a lot more stronger than I imagined. He pushed me slightly to the bed and I easily fell aback. He then hovered over me. “LEAVE ME!” I screamed but he put his hand over my mouth stopping me from making any more sound. “Listen carefully. The more you deny, the more I'll make you beg.” He made my eyes widen again in disbelief. I stared at him while my eyes started tearing up knowing this was actually happening and not a nightmare. He kissed me on my forehead and said, “You're intelligent, aren't you? Don't make stupid decisions that will make you end up in stupid outcomes.” And removed his hand from my mouth slowly. I did not scream this time because I was in his control and even if I scream that is going to do no good but bad to me. I just whispered “Why?” As I stood at the verge of breaking into tears. “I met you for the first time three months ago. And since then I've been stalking you. The guy who proposed to you yesterday, I know you're thinking about accepting him. If I make you mine, you will never become anyone else's.” “Ridiculous” I mouthed and he chuckled again. He looked breathtaking and unintentionally I was giving myself up to him. “I know it sounds hilarious. You can call this obsession but, Sia. I love you and I want none other than you.” This time I was the one who laughed hearing his statement. “What made you think I will trust you?” I asked. Does he have any idea that he is dealing with someone who has grave trust issues? “Trust can't be earned easily, I know. But if tried nonstop, one day I can earn your trust.” He sounded confident and that was impressive. “You're going to fuck me?” I questioned. “Yes” he replied. “Then?” I asked again. “Love you and protect you till my last breath" he answered. I spoke no more but just looked at him perplexed. “Even if you won't agree, you know I won't go without fulfilling my reason to be here, right? So please, give me permission.” He was right, I knew he was right when he said he won't leave without wrecking me.

@bouchra08880

Ай бұрын

Where is this from?

@Unavailable__Ari__31

Ай бұрын

It is so good! I am an author too! But I can't be good as you!

@lilycharm

Ай бұрын

@@Unavailable__Ari__31 aww thanks a lot but surely you can write like this too and this is only a part taken from my witten story which I felt like matched the vibe of the video so I posted here

@Unavailable__Ari__31

Ай бұрын

@@lilycharm Thanks! I will work hard!!

@lilycharm

Ай бұрын

@@bouchra08880 This is a part from my own written story. I'm a wattpad author.

medows... we are medows baby😏

It was a cool evening in the city, the kind that held a hint of mystery in its gentle breeze. The air carried the distant murmur of traffic and the soft melody of crickets, blending into the backdrop of a city alive with its own secrets. You had left the office later than usual, the weight of the day lingering in your mind. As you stepped onto the sidewalk, the chill of the evening wrapped around you, urging you to pull your scarf tighter. Your heels clicked rhythmically against the pavement, a sound that usually brought comfort, but tonight it seemed to echo with an eerie insistence. The city, bustling as always, felt oddly subdued, as though holding its breath. And amidst this quiet tension, you couldn't shake the sensation of being watched. He appeared before you saw him, his presence announcing itself in the subtle shift of the air. Tall and lean, with a sculpted physique that spoke of strength and grace, he moved with a quiet confidence that made your heart skip a beat. His face was partly hidden under the shadow of a hoodie, but his eyes-they were a striking shade of green, soft yet piercing, holding a depth that drew you in. You glanced over your shoulder, catching a glimpse of him standing under a flickering streetlight. There was an aura of mystery about him, a magnetic pull that both intrigued and unsettled you. For a brief moment, your eyes locked, and in that fleeting exchange, you sensed a connection that defied logic-a silent understanding that sent a thrill down your spine. Panic fluttered in your chest. Was he following you? The thought raced through your mind as you quickened your pace, weaving through narrow alleys in a desperate attempt to shake off his presence. But with every turn, he was there, a shadow blending seamlessly into the night, a ghost haunting your every step. You sought refuge in a quaint café, its warm glow a stark contrast to the cool darkness outside. The bell chimed softly as you entered, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee welcoming you like an old friend. You ordered a latte, fingers trembling as you handed over the money. Sitting by the window, you tried to steady your breathing, to calm the rapid flutter of your heart. Yet, across the street, he leaned against a lamppost, his figure bathed in the soft glow of the streetlight. His gaze never wavered, locked onto you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. The thrill of fear mingled with a strange fascination, drawing you into a dance of anticipation and apprehension. Minutes stretched into eternity. Should you call someone? Alert the café staff? But how could you explain this haunting presence, this silent pursuit? You made a decision to leave, hoping the bustling streets would offer safety in their anonymity. Stepping out, his presence loomed closer. The weight of his watchful eyes bore down on you, heightening the tension in the cool night air. Each corner turned felt like a leap into the unknown, each shadow a potential hiding place for the enigmatic stranger who followed. Finally, you reached the sanctuary of your apartment building, relief flooding through you as you fumbled for your keys. The familiarity of home should have comforted you, but the echo of his presence lingered, casting a shadow over your thoughts. You hurried inside, the door closing with a soft click that felt like a barrier against the unknown. Heart pounding, you leaned against the door, catching your breath as you ascended the stairs to your apartment. His image haunted your mind-a silhouette against the dimly lit streets, eyes that bore into your soul with an intensity that defied explanation. You knew this wasn’t over. He would return, of that you were certain. Days blurred into weeks, yet the memory of that unsettling night remained vivid. You tried to bury it beneath the routines of daily life, to convince yourself it was a figment of an overactive imagination. But the feeling of being watched persisted, a lingering sensation that whispered of an unfinished story. One evening, as you unlocked your apartment door, that familiar prickling sensation returned-a sensation that told you he was near. You turned, heart racing, but the hallway remained empty, devoid of any presence. Shaking your head, you stepped inside, closing and locking the door with a sense of unease. You tried to relax, seeking solace in familiar rituals. A soothing shower, a comforting cup of tea, the soft glow of candlelight that bathed your living room in a warm embrace. Yet, beneath the veneer of calm, your senses remained on edge, attuned to the slightest whisper of movement. Your phone buzzed, shattering the fragile peace. An unknown number flashed on the screen, accompanied by a message that sent a chill down your spine. "Beautiful night, isn't it?" Your breath caught in your throat. How did he have your number? You hesitated, fingers trembling as you typed a reply. "Who are you?" Seconds stretched into eternity before the response came. "Someone who can't stop thinking about you." Your heart raced. Fear and curiosity battled within you. Should you call the police? A friend? Before you could decide, another message appeared. "I'll be there soon." You dropped the phone, fear gripping your chest like icy fingers. You backed away from the door, eyes darting around the room, seeking an escape from the invisible threat that loomed closer with each passing moment. A soft knock shattered the silence, tentative yet insistent. You froze, your pulse thundering in your ears. "Please, don't be scared," his deep voice reached you through the door. "I just want to talk." Your mind screamed to run, to hide, to deny him entry into your world. But curiosity, that potent elixir of the human spirit, held you in its sway. Slowly, cautiously, you approached the door, peering through the peephole. There he stood, the enigma from that night, his face partially concealed yet somehow more revealing. The glow of the hallway light outlined his strong jawline, the faint stubble that hinted at rugged masculinity. But it was his eyes-those intense green eyes-that captured your gaze, softening as they met yours, betraying an emotion that mirrored your own uncertainty. "Who are you?" you managed to whisper, the question hanging in the charged air between you. He sighed, a sound laced with longing. "I'm Adrian. I'm sorry for frightening you. I just needed to see you, to talk to you. I... I can't explain it, but I feel a connection to you that I can't ignore." Your heart fluttered, torn between fear and a strange attraction to this mysterious stranger. Against your better judgment, you opened the door slightly, allowing him to step inside. His movements were deliberate, his presence commanding yet strangely gentle. Up close, he was even more compelling-a figure of strength and vulnerability, wrapped in an aura of mystery that drew you closer despite your apprehension. His gaze held yours, the intensity of his eyes sparking an inexplicable pull that transcended words. "I know this is unconventional," he began, his voice a low murmur that resonated within you. "But I had to see you. To be near you." You swallowed, your voice barely above a whisper. "Why... why did you follow me?" He looked down, a flicker of regret crossing his features. "I didn't know how else to approach you. I've seen you in passing, and each time, I felt this... this undeniable urge to know you better." The confession hung in the air, unspoken questions lingering between you. You wanted to push him away, to demand answers, yet a part of you longed to unravel the mystery that surrounded him. His gaze lifted to meet yours, vulnerability flickering in the depths of his eyes. "Adrian," you murmured, the name unfamiliar yet strangely comforting on your lips. He reached out tentatively, his hand brushing against your cheek with a tenderness that caught you off guard. The touch sent a thrill through you, a rush of warmth that defied the chill of the night air. "I know this is overwhelming," he whispered, his thumb tracing the curve of your jaw. "But I couldn't stay away from you." You trembled under his touch, torn between instinctive caution and the inexplicable desire that pulsed between you. His other hand found its way to your waist, drawing you closer until there was no space left between you. The air crackled with anticipation, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy around you. He leaned closer, his breath mingling with yours

@daintydawn2508

Ай бұрын

as he brushed his lips against yours in a tender caress. The kiss was a delicate dance of uncertainty and longing, a silent plea that spoke volumes of unspoken emotions.

@daintydawn2508

Ай бұрын

You responded instinctively, your hands finding their way to his shoulders, fingers curling into the fabric of his hoodie.

@YourLocalMacabre

Ай бұрын

I’m going to be honest here, I was scrolling through e comments searching for anything interesting to read, and this caught my attention immediately.. this was amazing, and this is coming from someone with a passion for writing. You have talent, I would encourage you to continue to write!

@PhoebeMetcalf

Ай бұрын

You are absolutely amazing!

@anakhaelsajacob6110

Ай бұрын

👌👌👌

Am I the only one who was waiting for HAUNTED by Isabel Larosa???

@Enhypennnnloverr

18 күн бұрын

fr

Haunting Adeline ❤️‍🔥💀🖤🥀

@Volkan_Kyoletta

Ай бұрын

FR THAT'S ALL I THINK ABOUT WHEN I SEE 'STALKER' IT'S GOT ZADE MEADOWS WRITEN ALL OVER IT 😂

@SallySithya

Ай бұрын

@@Volkan_Kyoletta Bro, I only listen to this playlist becuz 'Stalkers' reminds me of Zade 😌😌😌

@Volkan_Kyoletta

Ай бұрын

@@SallySithya BROO SAMEE THAT'S ALL I THINK ABOUT WHEN I SEE THE WORD STALKER 😂

@Ireneluvred

Ай бұрын

FRRRR, I AM CURRENTLY READING IT NOWWW AND THE ALGORITHM IS INSANEEEEE

@Volkan_Kyoletta

Ай бұрын

@@Ireneluvred LOL I JIST FINISHED THE BOOKS YOU'LL LOVE THEM, TELL ME WHEN YOU GET DONE I WANNA HAVE A HAUNTING ADELINE TALKING BUDDY

The booktok girlies are having a field day with this one

Cat got your tongue, little mouse?

@Lil_Shrimpy.

25 күн бұрын

Oh?

@heirloom100

10 күн бұрын

Zaddy

Pov: you realized you've been followed around but you could never see his/her face you felt someone staring at you 24/7 every move you make they know and every morning you wake up with a note next to your bed saying 'morning beautiful/handsome' and coffee downstairs and you realized every guy you talked to disappeared without a trace or anything one day you got pinned to the wall the stalker is none other then you crush himself saying "I got you now and now you're mine"

@amandalidey329

12 күн бұрын

That sounds kind of hot & kinky. ♥️🖤

Listen, I get that the reality of this is not hot at all, it’s scary. But like let us imagine something else okay. 😭 We are delusional, but we’re delusional and having fun!

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

Genuinely tell me what's hot about stalking? As someone who had a friend who was broken by this shit I cannot fathom why anyone would be delusional and fantasizing about it. Stalking isn't hot, neither is forced intercourse, fear isn't hot, so like, why?

shi i didnt know we were romanticizing stalkers now

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

Fr i dont know why people are doing that

You run down an Alley trying to escape, as the man that has been watching you for weeks is following. You hide behind some old box's not knowing what he was going to do with you if he found you. You place a hand over your mouth in a desperate attempt to muffle your heavy breathing and crying. You watch as he walks past, but then he stops looks directly at you. "Your a fast one sunshine it's good that I like the chase". You try to escape but he grabs your rist and pulls you into his arms. " did you think I was about to let you go, oh sunshine just relax" he says as he pins you to a near by wall, and covers your mouth with his hand so you can't yell out.

@annaanna8217

27 күн бұрын

Gosh

@Lil_Shrimpy.

25 күн бұрын

​@@annaanna8217 me too bud me too

POV You are a singer in a club and walking home after a performance and you have been feeling that someone is stalking you for many days now Emilia's POV My senses tingled as I walked home from the club, my skin prickling with the feeling of being watched. Quickening my pace, I tried to drown out the city's noises, but they blended into a dissonant symphony around me. The sensation only intensified, like unseen eyes were boring into my back. I spun around, scanning the crowded street, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, the feeling persisted, like a shadow trailing my every step. My heart raced as I hastened my pace, my mind replaying the strange occurrences of the past week: the whispered phone calls, the mysterious messages, the eerie feeling of being followed. I felt it deeply, an unshakable certainty that someone was watching me, tracking my movements. As I turned onto my street, the sensation grew stronger, like a presence closing in. My skin crawled, my instincts screaming warning signals. I felt like I was being herded, like a sheep towards a predator. Fear crept up my spine, making my legs tremble. I fumbled for my keys, my hands shaking as I unlocked my door. Every rustle of leaves, every distant footstep, seemed amplified in the stillness of the night. Stepping inside, I slammed the door shut behind me, leaning against it as if to barricade myself from the darkness outside. I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm my racing heart. But the feeling of being watched lingered, like a ghostly presence haunting me. I glanced around my small apartment, the familiar space now casting eerie shadows that seemed to stretch and shift. That night, as I lay in bed, the darkness seemed to pulse with an ominous energy. I tried to distract myself with TV, but the shadows on the screen seemed to writhe and twist, like living things. Despite my fear, a strange thrill coursed through my veins. The idea of being watched, of being desired, stirred something within me. I snapped off the TV, plunging the room into darkness. The silence was oppressive, heavy with foreboding. I pulled the covers tighter around myself, every creak of the building making me flinch. Suddenly, I sensed a movement in the room, a shadow darker than the others. My breath caught in my throat as I saw it: a tall, imposing figure standing at the foot of my bed. I froze, my body paralyzed with fear. A chill ran down my spine as I realized someone was truly there. The figure remained silent, the air around it thick with menace and unspoken intentions. My mind raced, a thousand scenarios flashing before my eyes. Was this the person behind the phone calls and messages? Why was I being targeted? And why did a part of me, deep down, feel a twisted thrill at the attention? Whoever this shadowy figure was, they seemed to take pleasure in my fear, in the power they held over me. The realization made me shudder, yet I couldn't deny the strange excitement that mingled with my terror. As the minutes stretched into an eternity, the figure finally leaned closer, and in a low, chilling voice, he whispered, "Had fun, sweetheart?" My blood ran cold, my heart pounding in my chest. As soon as the light descended on him, the ground beneath my legs seemed to shift, making me feel unsteady. I lay there, heart racing, unable to move, my mind a whirlwind of fear and confusion. With a trembling voice, I managed to whisper, "You..." Who was this person? Did Emilia know him? If she did, then how ? would she ever truly understand what was happening to her? And would she be able to confront the shadow that haunted her nights ? As the darkness closed in once more, Emilia realized she was at the mercy of the unseen eyes, caught in a web of fear and fascination that she couldn't easily escape. To be continued....... I write stories on wattpad and this is my first story. if you want to read it, it goes by the name 'Ruthless Obsession' on wattpad. Also if you can't find it with the name only i am providing link and if the link doesn't work, so, type the link on browser www.wattpad.com/story/372898810-ruthless-obsession follow me on wattpad and vote my story, i need your support Subscribe my youtube channel and support me on youtube also

Getting caught by your Stalker isn't hot or romantic, do you think you are this so called "y/n" or something? Well let me tell you..having a stalker is a disgusting feeling, that feeling you get is so bad. That disgust, fear and hate..not to mention that twisted feeling on your stomach, the stress and disgust is painful really. İt's shameful people turned this into something romantic it's NOT.

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

THANK YOU FOR SAYING IT

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

I think it's just so odd and kinda disgusting to start romanticizing stalking. It's not hot and never will be. Some comments say "Head over heels" and I'm sorry what? WDYM head over heels for a stalker? It's just icky.

@Frickman20

3 күн бұрын

Nobody cares. Thanks 🙃

@Kianaxq

3 күн бұрын

@@Frickman20 people care, also you can keep imagining getting caught by your Stalker or something weirdo

@minteraysolo8509

2 күн бұрын

@@Frickman20 a lot of people care actually, you've never been harassed and it shows, hope that helps

Amy felt like she was fighting her tears. Amy turned around to a corner as someone grabbed her right wrist and pulled her quickly into a small dark space. “AH-” Amy was about to scream until the person placed their hand over Amy's mouth, preventing *Amy from causing a scene. “Shhhhhhhh…” the person in the shadows shushed Amy. Amy was terrified of what the person wants from her, she was terrified if she was going to get killed by a loose psych ward patient that MIGHT be the one that is being shadowed in front of her. Amy was even terrified of what is about to happen no matter if she is being silenced or not, she tries not to think of the possibilities of what might happen next…yet if it’s going to be a quick, painless or slow death? Amy could slightly accept her demise no matter if she’s already dead. Whoever the person was it felt like they had a strong built masculine body, long straight hair, the nails on the shirt shoulders looked familiar but it also felt like it was Archie yet the hair was too long to be him. “Trust the clues, trust the only one who is the future, trust them…” the male voice said slowly and softly as it was serious for Amy to heed his words. Amy couldn’t take it much longer, the secrets, the mysteries, hiding the pain, hiding everything from everyone is something that she can no longer keep in the dark forever… Amy quickly placed her knee against the man’s stomach, yet quickly and for some reason the man leaned forward towards her face to shadow into or trap her deeply. The man leaned closer and started to kiss Amy's lips deeply. Amy was confused even though this mystery man was kissing her, she was trying to fight the man, yet she couldn’t when he placed his hands over Amy's wrists and pinned her against the wall. Amy was panicking yet she couldn’t do anything now, there was no metal around to help her get out of this situation, she tried to kick the man’s private part but he kept on kissing Amy deeply without letting go. Amy moaned and finally she was screaming internally, how she can’t do anything but possibly let this happen. *Amy then tried to stomp on the mystery man’s shoes to get the man away from her, yet the man was so strong she was getting helpless. Whoever this mystery man is, isn’t letting Amy go and how she can only do nothing else when it’s clear enough, she’s on her own, alone, no one to save her yet herself, she was getting desperate when trying to push the man away. Nothing was working for Amy's favor, her mind was soon being trapped into the dark nightmare that she went through that Claude somehow promised her. Amy's life is not easy and how she ran away from a family that hated her, being beaten, touched like right now and how she is unable to do anything for her own survival. Amy was crying when she couldn't do anything but let this happen. MAYBE TO BE CONTINUED. *Edit- had to fix the names, woops

@wonder8964

Ай бұрын

Amazing writing, but a part of me hopes this turns into a story about her finding her power (and eventually filing a case against the guy for sexual harassment).

Y/n pov: It was late around 10pm at night and i am the last one in the office, sigh. I should really get a break from here. After gathering my stuff i took my bag and locked the office, and i walked to the elevator, i can feel everything so quiet. It should be dangerous for a girl like me to walk out at night, but i know fighting and hand to hand combat. Its normal for me, i read mafia books and all which excits me. The elevator door bings open, and i walk out with my heels clicking on the ground. I know many things about mafia and all, its kind of common here i should be careful, but im tired as well. I need a cold shower then Netflix and chill. Fast forward, i walk out of the company and i lock it, and my car was 10 to 15 minutes far so i walk and cold air hits my face. My face ruffles around my face, i look around and it seems fine but i felt footsteps behind me from a far distance, i can feel someone staring at me. I pretend that I did not sense anything and thought of playing a bit of a game with the person whoever is following ah my stalker how exciting and abit nervous also. I take few turns walking random alley's, and then i walk faster to and hid in one corner so that my stalker finds me here and there, but suddenly i feel no foot steps or any sense of anyone. Confused i come out from ny hiding spot and look here and there where is he? And suddenly a hand came from behind and pinned me against the wall in the dark. I couldn't see anything, just a huge tall figure infront of me. I look at my stalker surprised, i wanted to move but he pinned my hands above my head and with another hand crawling onto my waist. Chills ran down my spine, my bag fell from my hand. "Surprised how i came here fast?" He said with his husky and deep tone. I couldn't see anything not even his face, he was around 6'4ft tall and i was 5'8ft tall. He was more taller and buffer, damn he is hot. Wait what the heck, y/n you cant be thinking that now. I mean if i met him in different situation i would definitely fall for him. "Who the hell are you? And how did you know where i was hiding?" I raised my eyebrow inside i was Abit skeptical but then i was excited as well. "You cant hide from me darling, i know you." He said in a hushed tone i felt he was smirking. "You look beautiful as ever, those red earrings look good on you." He smirked. And i looked st him surprised, how the hell did he know what earrings i have he definitely was watching me. He leaned more closer, my heart was beating loudly, i kick his calf. He groaned and then threw me over his shoulder. "Now that was not nice, lets have a nice conversation at my place." He smirked took my bag which was on the floor, i look at him surprised and hit his back. "Leave me! Put me down you stalker." I said hitting his shoulder with my fist. "Im not leaving you, your small fists wont work on my back." He smirked snd carried me on his shoulder. ___________________________ It was just a freestyle that came up in my mind😅😅. Not the best but just came up with it.

As soon as I heard the beginning, I knew this was gonna be a ride (the remix reminded me of that one Lord of the Mysteries animatic and brought back trauma)

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL OH MY GODDDDDD (I really want to write but I've got writers block 😭😭)

I listened to this at 3am so it was scary 😂😭 but still im in love with this

I’m a simple person, I see obsessed, I click

This needs more recognition because I love it!!!!

@amandalidey329

10 күн бұрын

Me too! "I want it alllllll" 🎶🎶🖤🖤🤍🤍🎼

I know someone is here. The thought ran through my mind like a persistent echo, refusing to be silenced. The stillness of my room was shattered only by the quiet clinking of the drawer's contents as I rummaged through them. Old keepsakes, forgotten memories, and discarded tokens of my past lives lay jumbled together, but tonight, I was searching for something specific. "Looking for this?" My blood ran cold. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as I turned slowly, my eyes straining to see through the dim light. A figure emerged from the shadows, standing in the corner of my room. He was tall, with an imposing presence that seemed to fill the space with a suffocating tension. In his hand, he held my gun, his fingers caressing the trigger guard with an unnerving familiarity. "Who are you?" My voice came out in a whisper, trembling with fear and defiance. He stepped forward, the dim light revealing more of his features. Dark hair, piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through me, and a cruel smile that played on his lips. He was handsome in a dangerous, predatory way. "You know who I am, Emma," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I've been watching you for a long time." A shiver ran down my spine as his words sank in. The feeling of being watched, the inexplicable sense of unease I had been living with for weeks - it all made horrifying sense now. He was my stalker. "Why?" I managed to ask, my voice barely more than a whisper. He laughed softly, a sound that sent chills through me. "Because you're mine, Emma. You just don't know it yet." My mind raced, searching for a way out of this nightmare. But he seemed to anticipate my every move, stepping closer until he was only a few feet away. The gun in his hand was a stark reminder of my helplessness. "Please," I begged, trying to keep my voice steady. "Just leave me alone." His eyes softened, but the smile on his lips remained. "Oh, Emma. I could never leave you. Not now, not ever." He took another step forward, and I instinctively backed away until I felt the edge of the bed press against the back of my legs. I was trapped. "Don't be afraid," he said, his voice almost gentle now. "I won't hurt you. I just want to be close to you." Before I could react, he reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me towards him. His grip was strong, almost bruising, and I struggled against him, my heart pounding in my chest. "Let go of me!" I cried, trying to wrench my arm free. But he was too strong. With a swift, effortless motion, he pushed me back onto the bed, pinning me down with his weight. His body pressed against mine, and I could feel the heat of him, the raw power in his muscles. "Shh," he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. "Don't fight me, Emma. It'll only make things worse." Tears streamed down my face as I struggled beneath him, but his grip was unyielding. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my skin. The scent of him was intoxicating, a heady mix of cologne and something darker, more primal. "You feel it too, don't you?" he whispered, his lips trailing down my neck. "This connection between us." Despite my fear, there was an undeniable pull, a dark and twisted attraction that made my pulse quicken. His touch was both terrifying and electrifying, and I hated myself for the way my body responded to him. "Stop," I begged, my voice breaking. "Please, just stop." But he only smiled, his eyes dark with desire. "You don't really want me to stop, do you?" His hand slid down my body, tracing the curves of my hips and thighs. My skin burned where he touched me, and I fought to keep my breathing steady. The tension between us was palpable, a dangerous dance of power and control. "Admit it," he said softly, his lips hovering over mine. "You want this as much as I do." For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. His eyes bore into mine, and I felt a strange sense of inevitability, as if we were both caught in a web of our own making. The lines between fear and desire blurred, and I found myself unable to look away. "I..." My voice faltered, the words catching in my throat. He took my hesitation as an invitation, closing the distance between us and capturing my lips in a fierce, possessive kiss. His mouth was demanding, his tongue exploring mine with a hunger that left me breathless. I struggled against him, but his hold was firm, his body pressing me deeper into the mattress. Every fiber of my being screamed for me to resist, to fight back, but a darker part of me, the part that had been starved of attention and affection, responded to his touch. My hands, almost of their own accord, tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. He groaned against my lips, the sound vibrating through my entire body. His kiss grew more urgent, more desperate, as if he were trying to claim a part of me that I had never given to anyone. His hands roamed over my body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I gasped as his lips moved to my neck, sucking and biting gently. The sensation was overwhelming, a dizzying mix of pleasure and pain. My head spun, and I clung to him, my nails digging into his back. "That's it," he murmured against my skin. "Give in to me, Emma." His words were a dark command, and I found myself unable to disobey. The rational part of my mind screamed at me to stop, to push him away, but my body betrayed me, arching into his touch. He pulled back slightly, his eyes blazing with triumph. "You see? You belong to me." I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "No, I don't." His smile widened, and he leaned in to kiss me again, softer this time, almost tender. "Yes, you do." His hand slid under my shirt, his fingers tracing the outline of my bra. My breath hitched as he cupped my breast, his thumb brushing over the sensitive peak. Pleasure shot through me, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. "That's it," he whispered, his lips ghosting over mine. "Let go, Emma. Let yourself feel." Despite my fear, despite the horror of the situation, I felt a reluctant desire building within me. His touch was like a drug, intoxicating and addictive. I hated him for what he was doing to me, for the way he made me feel, but I couldn't deny the pull. He kissed me again, deeper this time, his tongue exploring my mouth with a possessive hunger. His hand moved to the waistband of my jeans, and I tensed, a fresh wave of panic crashing over me. "Please," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Don't." He paused, his eyes searching mine. For a moment, I saw something almost like compassion in his gaze, but it was quickly replaced by the cold, predatory look I had come to know. "I won't hurt you," he promised, his voice soft but firm. "But I need you to trust me." Trust him? How could I trust the man who had been stalking me, who had invaded my home and pinned me to my bed? But as his fingers traced the edge of my jeans, I realized that I had no choice. Resistance was futile; he had already won. With a resigned sigh, I closed my eyes and nodded. "Okay." His smile was both triumphant and tender as he leaned in to kiss me again, his hands deftly unbuttoning my jeans. The fabric slid down my legs, and I shivered, both from the cool air and the anticipation of what was to come. "Good girl," he murmured, his lips trailing down my body. As he continued his slow, deliberate exploration, I felt my fear begin to melt away, replaced by a reluctant desire that burned hotter with each passing moment. His touch was skilled, his kisses igniting a fire within me that I couldn't extinguish. Despite everything, despite the terror and the uncertainty, I found myself surrendering to him, letting him take control. His hands and lips moved with a confidence that left me breathless, and I couldn't help but respond, my body arching into his touch. For a brief, fleeting moment, I forgot everything else - the fear, the danger, the twisted reality of our situation. All that mattered was the way he made me feel, the electric connection between us that seemed to grow stronger with each passing second. But as the reality of the situation came crashing back, I knew that this was only the beginning. The lines between captor and captive, predator and prey, had been irrevocably blurred, and I was caught in a web of obsession that I couldn't escape.

Pov: your at home and your asleep in your bed but you awake as you hear a sound coming from your kitchen you feel scared as you get out your bed you gulp as you walk out your room the person who supposedly "broke" in has suddenly left but you look up and turn on the kitchen light as you see a note and Daisy's your favorite flowers as you pick up the note you read it it reads : sorry if I woke you up sweetface my mistake also you looked so beautiful today I hope you have such a good night yours truly, unknown. You look around still feeling scared as you walk towards your window as you close your curtains as you walk back towards your room you feel a pair of eyes looking behind you as shivers ran down your spine as you finally reach your room you go back to sleep with a smile and that's how it started (Idk if I should do a part 2 pls say if you want a part 2 also I'm a writer myself)

OH GOODNESS! THIS IS SO FIREEEE, THE BEATTT WAS SOO GOOD AND I DIDN'T EXPECT IT GOING TO BE SO GOODDD!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Haunting Adeline and Hunting Adeline♡🔥

Pov: You and your friend have been friends since childhood and now you moved to a new city, and he has not forgotten about you. The teddy bear he gave you before you left had a camera so he watches you, wanting you to love him and never forgeting him. Its been 2yrs and he really miss you, when you forgot about him because of your new school and studys. He ups his level of stalking you by even hurting the guys you talk to. One day when your at school, he sneaks into your house putting In more cameras. Then he has been getting tired of not seeing you in perso , he steals many of your clothes when your not home. He miss our sent and he notices how much we've grown not only our mind but our body. He gets excited just thinking about you. So one day he follows us after school. Then when we are alone that's when he drugs us. We wake up, strapped to a chair. Then he said " I'm sorry for being so hard on you...but ill hope you'll understand, I miss you". He looks at you loving and excitedly. He wants you, he craves you. He unites us, then the first thought that comes to our mind us to run but he pins us down to the wall and covers our mouth. Shhhh he said, no one will find us. With a sinister glance at us. He kisses you but you give in remembering your childhood best friend. You have fall in His traps and your love has become a story of a stalker and his victim. And u know the rest of how the night went😏

@VeronicaAkira1509

Ай бұрын

what???

this is my first ever pov so lets get started POV: you and zane where not in good terms as he loved the girl you hated and so in every conflict between you and that girl her name is rose zane would always be on her side whether she was right or not even if u all hated each other there was a senses of comfort and warmth ,but one day it all changed for the better or the worse you could not tell when u got the news of rose's death you were sad deep down but zane blamed u for it .then one night u were walking in the most dark street when u heard him his deep and dreadful voice calling u with great resentment and hate zane: oh look who we have here are u happy about the fact that u stole rose away from me u were always a monster and u proved it '[he chuckled bitterly] y/n: zane why are u always around me following me are u in love with me '[you mock him] zane burst into laughter at the mention of love zane: maybe u have confused great hate with your lovely love didn't u dearling i only love rose weather she is gone or not ' [he said slowly getting closer as he pins u against the wall ] zane:and as for the fact of always being with u yes i am obsessed with u y/n maybe by the fact that u remind me of rose or maybe because i want to hurt u like u hurt me '[he say locking your hands above your hand] you could feel your eyes tear up and u didnt know why was it because of his hate or was it because u missed rose or was it both y/n: zane please stop this ' [you were about to cry but hold bac as your voice cracked .you had always liked zane but he only liked hurting u just like now without knowing the fact that u liked him u knew that nothing will change he will only ever love the long gone rose ] zane chuckled at your plead zane:oh so now u are hurt and why should i stop i like that look on your face the look of deep heart break do you know that i have always known that u liked me your eyes told it all oh u pitiful girl [he say as he yanked your hair back forcing you to look at him] i always only hated u y/n. you smile as your tears start to fall down your cheek y/n: but still u feel something for me [you smirk] zane hate me all u want kill me if it is from u i will take it all [you say in pain] you could see the look of guilt and pain in his eyes before he looks at u coldly again zane: i will hurt u so bad y/n" are u gonna hit me or abuse me zane looked at u shoked at the fact that u would think that zane :never i will only hurt your feelings i will break u y/n y/n : zane i love u zane:i know that [he smirks] thats why it wil be more fun hurting u TO BE COUNTINEUD[PLEASE FORGIVE SPEALLING MISTAKE AS IT IS MY SECOND LAUNGE BYE MY DEAR READER]

@fouziaiqbal6071

Ай бұрын

IF U WANT MORE TELL ME I WIWLL TRY TO WRITE MORE

@gh0stnaya

27 күн бұрын

@@fouziaiqbal6071PLSS WRITE moree

@nazaninsouli5362

26 күн бұрын

Keep it up!

POV You Stalker Friends Job U worked as a police officer it was a late night drive after arresting a lot of people u get out of your car and walk to your front door * u stop feeling like someone was watching and u turn around just to sees houses and the light streets u unlock your door and walk in and shut it u place your stuff on the table u tiredly walk to your room and u see your bed is messy u swear u made your bed but u brush off it thinking u probably didn’t u lay down *Next day*. U get the same feeling like someone is watching *u say to yourself * quit it Aurora your just tired * and get out of bed sleepy u make your bed and walk to make breakfast u eat and get changed and head outside u didn’t hear or see any kids playing or running or even people jogging which they normally do u decide not to care and drive to work to u get to the police station u get greeted by your best friend Sarah she starts to talk * hey girl have u heard that a guy really dangerous escaped jail and is on the lose people have been trying to find him but he left no trance * u start talking * wait really no I haven’t heard * Alex walks over * hey ladies what u talking about?* Sarah speaks * about the guy who escaped named Jay Mersin and I also heard he was the mayors son until Jay went insane and went into rehab after that he didn’t really show around * Alex says* yeah I knew him was a freak always caring about grades and no girls and staying at his house he was pretty much teacher pet * Aurora starts to zone out thinking * until chef walks over and talks * is there something a important over there then working ?* all responded * No sir* okay good then u three get to work * they all walk off later that night it’s a late shift and it was a Indy outside as I was sitting at my desk working on something on a finished mission I hear a knock like on the window I ignore it thinking it’s the window then I hear it again thinking it annoying teenagers I walk over to the window and I lift up the blinds and I see written *I see u aurora * my heart stops * and I think positively it’s just kids Aurora yes yes totally kids * I shut the blinds * I start to tell people about this and they say it’s not a big deal and some look at me like I’m crazy * I get house at 12:55 I look up my heart stops it looks like someone was looking at me and I blink and it’s gone * I fastly call my best friend Sarah the call dials ………..* a voice picks up * hey Sarah can I come and stay at your house tonight ? * I say in panicked * Sarah says * yeah yeah come over are u okay ? * yes I’m fine I just need to stay over my eyes shift to my window on the first floor and I swear to god I seen Someone smiling at me * I freeze and Sarah keeps trying to talk to me * I drive off fast and I get to her fast and I knock on the door fast * she opens it and I walk in fast almost knocking her over * I’m breathing heavy * she shuts the door * aurora what’s wrong with u ? Sarah I swear someone is watching me and is in my house I feel I- * Sarah interrupts* u sound crazy aurora why would someone do something like that are u sure u think u have a stalker or are u just tired * I scoff. * do u not believe me or something it’s true I seen it with my damn eyes * Jesus Christ Aurora calm down fine I believe u just get to sleep. * I lay down on the couch * Sarah shuts off the lights saying night Aurora * before walking to their room * I keep my eyes open I pull the blankets over me and I soon close my eyes * *Next day* Sarah wakes me up and we eat and head to work I walk to the chef office I knock on the door * the chef answers with come in * I walk in chef can I get a call I want officers to search my house * chef looks at her and raises his eyebrow * why’s that ? I feel like something watching me and is in the house with me * chef faces her * u haven’t been taking medication he whispers low drugs ?* Aurora eyebrows raise * what no I just want to double check please * chef sighs fine I take it into options and tell the officers * thank u sir * Aurora walks out* officers put tape around the house in case and police officers walk in and out talking aurora pulls up no knowing they were going do to do this right now * she parks the car on the side street, a officer walks up to her * your a aurora right ? She nods * well Aurora let me ask u where u are your house last night * no I wasn’t * he nods and see I’m a police officer * he keeps talking okay okay will we find some plates broken a knife out and a broken open window * she freezes * is there someone in my house though ?* he talks no there isn’t it might of been a burger for all we know or teenagers doing dumb shit * but your allowed to be free to going into your house * she nods still worried * soon the officers pack up and let and Aurora shuts the door and takes a nap and wakes up very late and she hears a loud crash * she grabs her gun but as she turns to get it wasn’t there * everything goes very quiet then she feels a cold barrel against the back of her head* a voice picks up ~ hello my dear Aurora u seem frightened * he puts his other hand on her neck touching her neck softly with his fingertips ~ ~U just need to stay right there love ~ * he says in deep raspy voice * Tell me if u want a part 2 :) lol sorry I been busy and I kinda forgot about this and it won’t be that long 😅 He lifts her head up * his mouth moves to her ear * mhh your such a pretty girl u know how long~ I been waiting to see u miss police officer * his eyes shift to her neck then back to her ear * your going to be a good girl and stay still for me * he lowers the gun and moves his lips to her neck kissing her softly * and u taste even better he kisses her more * u feel a warm breeze go though your body * he tilts your head up more with more roughness as he leaves some marks on your neck * he soon stops and walks around to u leaning down on your body as his one hand touching your thigh softly moving closer up * u see it’s the mayor son black hair, bright blue eyes and quite tall, he looks down at u and slowly moves his body onto yours and that’s the end lol 😋 it’s kinda bad and very very shorter then the first one but if u even want part 3 I would be surprised and I will tried to make it longer :) and I might add to part 2 if I work on part 3

@mels.life.

Ай бұрын

Part 2 pleaseeeeeeee

@Im_bbg3

Ай бұрын

Please

@anakhaelsajacob6110

Ай бұрын

Oh yeah part 2 plsssss.... 🙏

@Idfc01

29 күн бұрын

szaczun ze ci sie chciało-

@bananamilkue4301

22 күн бұрын

If another part is released notify me plzz

This shit hit different while reading “Haunting Adeline”🗿🍷

this playlist is sooo good omfg

Run little mouse

@Lil_Shrimpy.

25 күн бұрын

Bro said three words and I'm head over heels

@aloverandadreamer

18 күн бұрын

............this time no one will be chasing you :(

@viktoriamutafova8111

6 күн бұрын

​@@aloverandadreamerthis scene broke my heart 😢

@aloverandadreamer

5 күн бұрын

@@viktoriamutafova8111 same…i usually can’t cry but i might have cried the first time i read it

Wow these remixes and covers are so good

Zade Meadows🌹

totally zade and adeline vibess☠️☠️😭😭

You felt the suddenly slam hit you as you were pushed against the wall. You couldn't think straight as his hand rushed up and covered your mouth. Your legs gave out under me and his other hand held me up. "I guess I was too rough, huh?" You look up at him, his face shrouded under his hood, except for his uneasy smile. "Forgive me..." Then your vision darkens and so does your consciousness.

That savage remix is fire🔥

I feel like a few good books can come out of this. ❤🎉. I love this playlist,it fits some of the genres I like to read.

OMG NO ONE'S GONNA TALK ABOUT THE FIRST SONG?!!! OMG

I didn't even really like a stalker romance that much (No offense sorry, I clicked on this video purely on curiosity) BUT THE SONG CHOICE IS JUST SO EPIC THAT I WANNA WIRTE SMT RAGHHHHH 🔥🔥🔥 TW: mentioned of gun, murder . (Bad English since English is not my first language sooo) (Btw this is a rewriting of a scene of my Oc's except the fml is reader) "I'll give you 5 seconds to come out before I shot your head." You said to the person hiding around. Your cold voice carried through the dark valley, slightly with an echo. You pulled your gun out from your pocket slowly, finger on the trigger. As the spy of the monarch, you've been noticed that someone, most probably a male has been following you. You were frustrated that whether it's your lack of skill or his cunningness that has kept him alive without his identity showing. Yet surprisingly, for the past few weeks you could operate your missions as usual without any hindrance or obstacles, aside with some 'audience' spectating you. You have been doing research on whoever is following you. As much as you have known, this person wanted no harm to you or stop your mission. But of course, you will be a fool to put your guard down and let him watch over you just like that. For now, you were able to catch him closed enough to you, perhaps by his sudden hastiness or his rush to catch on to you. Yet the situation is not advantageous for you to fight him now if he decided to do so. You've just finished a mission given by the monarch to intercept a message hold by a criminal organization. You got into a bloody fight with those people. As you won the fight, you roughly handled your wound with bandages and strive on your way to hand the message to your comrades. The message is significant at the moment, you could not give yourself time to handle everything wholly. "5." Let's just hope I can end him with one shot and continue my way. You thought as you count. "4." No one shows up, you held up your gun. "3" "2" A rustling sound came out just around a corner at the valley, you point your gun there. Before you can count to 1, a black shadow appeared right in front of you, swiftly without sound. The tall figure just a few steps away from you, close to your gunpoint. Your eyes widen slightly to witness his extraordinary speed and ability to do so. But you gathered yourself and press your finger slightly down at the trigger. Keeping your voice as cool and stable as you possibly can, you ask:" Who are you. Answer me." The person smiled relaxingly, wholly unbothered by you. “Good evening," he said slowly. "I'm very delighted that we can finally be reunited." His tone just as laid back as talking to a friend. You are annoyed by that. "Answer my question." You said with an intimidating tone. "Hey, hey, it's not good welcoming your old friend this way with this kind of tone." His smile turns wide, as he steps forward. The tip of your gunpoint touching his forehead. At this distance, you can now see his face clearly even though the valley is dimly lit. "Silas...?" You muttered; your eyes widen as you frown. His face shows excitement. :" Yes y/n, it's me." He glanced at the gun for a second and returned his sight to you again. "It's been a very long time, is it not?" He steps aside for a bit, dodging the tip of your gun. You are stunned, not able to process your words as he seizes the chance and lock your wrist with his left hand, squeezing your wrist then twisting it to snatch the gun away from you. He then smoothly steps closer to you and pulled you towards him. Your gun falls to the ground as you finally come back to your senses, you swing your arm to a side trying to get rid of his grip while you lunged your punch towards him. But the wound at your arms is not helping, it is aching as you do so, which doesn't give you enough strength to do anything. He noticed it as he blocks your punch, folded your arms backdown with just enough strength to stop your punch. He doesn't want to hurt you. The other hand still grabbing your wrist tightly as he pushes forward and crush you to the wall. His hand that catches your punch leans to your back, his hand cupping the back of your head to relief the impact as you get pushed to the wall by him. You swear under your breath and almost shouted at him, but you collected yourself "So you've come back to me after betraying the monarch? What are you going to do now? Kill me?" Your voice is a bit weak after that. You tried to kick him to release you, but the pain of the wound all around your body is aching painfully. Not to mention his strength is otherworldly. He stays silent for a while, blocking your legs and pinning your hands against the wall. His eyes are roaming your body, seemingly checking your wounds. :"I know you're wounded but, I don't know it is this bad..." He said with a low voice. "Answer my damn questions, Silas!" You groaned. "y/n, please, stop struggling your wounds are starting to rip again!" He warns you while he stares into your eyes. "I do not want to harm you, stalking you is wholly proceeding with my own will and without anyone's order, you should not worry about that and care for yourself..." "At least tell me what allegiance you belong to now, if you want me to not fight back." You stared back at him. He paused for a few second. "I'm at my own. But unfortunately, I'm a criminal now." "You expect me to not fight back?" You shouted with a low tone. Your arms keep trying to break free "y/n listen, I do not want to fight you. I'm stalking you is just because...." His tone is a bit emotional now. ” I missed you...." (I'LL STOP HERE IT'S TOO LONG GOSH QWQ AND I'M SORRY IF IT'S NOT STALKER THEMED ENOUGH!!!)

this is dangerous.so,I love it.

Take me with you.

Bruhhh she was saying Savage and I was hearing Scrub it the whole time

Funny. This makes sitting alone in the rain at 8 pm in july feel so good.

The thumbnail i melt 😩

Pov: the tall stranger climbs through your window and says, " I've been watching you for years, waiting for the right moment to take you for myself." His voice a low dangerous grumble. Taken aback by this you start to scream when his lips on yours stop it in your throat, and you melt into the arms of the devilishly handsome man, his glacier blue eyes pull you in, and then hes gone, and you wish he'd come back.

gorgeous rich billionaire old money "stalker"

Any Booktok girlies all over this? I know I am ❤️‍🔥

i have a stalker and i can never imagine that i would being caught by him,,,😫

Time stamps please

Shiverss me timberss 😔

I’m just a girl of course I clicked I’m this just because of the tittle 🎀

😍i love this playlist

I love it ❤

I just know that half of these were used for a horror movie trailer it has to be!

I don't have to worry about a stalker cuz I don't have one😂

Je suis Fan de votre émissions de vanpire daireis c'est vraiment une émissions que j' aime beaucoup dans mon cœur 💋 merci beaucoup 💋

What is the picture from?

My mind right now 😭

Shadiw knoqes what it wantes and😊😊 this music for thoes vibes

okay i dont expect yall to believe me but its true So I'm just your normal 14 y/o girl but i met this guy at a park he is 14 and i remember him asking me out and following me around i always rejected him and he'd get angry one time i was home alone bc my parents were at the Melbourne show with my aunties n uncles i herd a knock on my window and there he was Damon.

All I can imagine is "Zade"..!

While this is a good playlist, friendly reminder that this isn’t something to be romanticized!! (Coming from someone who’s had friends that have had stalkers and has been stalked myself when I was younger) Trust me, it’s not fun and it traumatizes you and makes you constantly feel paranoid and terrified for your life.

Playing this while reading "Haunting Aderline "~~~

me trynna tell the hot stalker he doesn't have to hide in the alleyway becomes I'm a freaking simp :DDD

"oh my little girl..."

How do you add the music in the description so it doesn’t get blocked?

"Cat got your tongue,little mouse ?"

Best music

Lovee it. 😈😈.

This playlist is dope. 🎉🎉Other were NAH... 😂

Bruhhh my Instagram accounts got hacked 3-4 weeks ago and the hacker in from my grade and same section and I found him creepy in the first place, I'm a transfer student and it's not even been 1 year since I transferred

Look, I know reality isn't like this, but as long as I enjoy this as a genre, THEN ITS FINEEEE. OKAY? Leave me alone, rationality/logic/sensibleness. Pfft, you're not my mom

I loved

What is pov?

not me playing this whenever I'm ovulating

This made me feel like I was being watched😂

Need to evaluate neg as well and see in the mirror, am I doing the same thing. Though very very very few souls can do it

@tasmeenaahmed3453

Ай бұрын

I can do for money

Me listening to this the whole time: 😈

My stalker is supposed to be dead but hes watching me 7 years. Say hello or bye dont spy.

(This is my first ever POV. Im sorry if there are any mistakes grammatically or in spellings. Please go easy on me y'all. Peace!) POV You were really exhausted after work as your boss has been putting pressure to you with a lot of work and it's almost midnight as you walk out of your office. You go to your car down in the parking lot and you see your tire is busted. "Damn it" You mutter and sigh. You go down the road to find any midnight cabs but see none. Feeling exhausted you decide to go walk at the direction where your house is. It's not so far from you workplace but you always drive your car to work and back home as you know it's better if you drive that walking in the midnight street after work. You walk down the street dark only lit from dim street lights which are barely maintained. The cold breeze hits your body sending a whole shiver down your body giving you a sense of loneliness during the night. You keep walking as you sense eyes burning deep to the back of your neck and you tilt your neck to back the slightest and see a silhouette of a person and your hand automatically goes inside your handbag to get a hold of your pepper spray but you don't take it out. "Not yet. He must be some guy casually going somewhere"You try to reassure yourself. "Where you going in the midnight little lady?" You hear a the person behind you saying with a mock and something else...something bad, a bad intention in his tone. Your steps quicken matching your rapid heartbeat. You hear the person behind you quickens his steps and you grip the pepper spray tighter still in your handbag and suddenly you stop hearing the person's footsteps and your heart stops for a beat too. Your hand loosens a bit on the pepper spray and just as you try to turn and see behind you, you feel a cold hand gripping and dragging your elbow of your hand which was half gripping the pepper spray and it slips from your grip as your hand is dragged and it comes out of your handbag. You turn to see a guy towering over you with a sly smirk and you a yelp escaped your lips but it wasn't helpful as you know you are alone with this guy on this street. He spins you to face him and you meets his face. "Don't you have anyone to drop you home honey? I can insist you know?" He looks down at you and smirks showing his teeth so yellow and you can smell the air around you get filled with his alc0h0l scent. You so desperately want to tell him that you are very much okay with walking alone and as just as you open your mouth to do more than speak but to yell at him, someone runs from behind you and pushes this guy away from you and he stumbles down to the ground with the force of this new appearance just gave him. You backs away and sees the new stranger looking down at the person he just pushed down and crouches down on him trapping his hands around his throat. He leans down and mutters something to the guy stumbled on the ground, but you cannot hear his words but some mutterings said in rage. Of course your feet are frozen to the ground you stand on and you see the the new stranger looks up at you from where he is crouched down and you feel you snap back from your frozen state. You can see his piercing grey brown eyes boring into you, them shinning slightly in the dim streetlight. You don't know what to do. "Did he just save you from another guy just to get to you? Or do they know eachother? What the hell just happened?" Thoughts flood your mind and you know this is dangerous. Standing on the street looking at some strangers or even some pervs who does unspeakable things in the midnight. You turn to the direction of your apartment as if you're in autopilot and you run down the street feeling stupid and also feels confused from what happened. You run and you run panting heavily and reaches home without even you realizing at you lean on your door catching your breath, your lips are parted and sweat run down your temple. You reach for your handbag to find your keys and suddenly you are pinned between to your door by your shoulder by a guy and you opens your mouth to protest only to see the guy who you saw before pushing the guy who had you on his grip away from you. His brown eyes bored to your own and you felt your heartbeat gets rapid feeling afraid. "Did you think I'll let you get in hands of someone else?" He looks down at you talking to you as if he has known you for ages. Seeing your conflicted face he grins. "You maybe not know me. But...*I* know you. You always had my eyes on you and darling...you didn't even know it for all these months." His smooth voice sends shivers down your spine. You look at his eyes speechless and preplexed. You somehow manages to form words. "Who are you? I have no business with you" you spat out hardly succeeding in keeping your voice firm. He snarls. "You will know me soon. And about business.." He grins. "I have more than business with you darling." You open your mouth to protest but he keeps his index on your lips. "Shhh. Save your sweet voice for now. You're gonna have to use it a lot when I make you scream baby." He says his voice deep and low. "Who the fuck does he think he is?" You think to yourself feeling angry but yet something else... something you cannot quite place. Is it thrill? Oh guess we have to find out. He leans down his breath ghosting over your face a warmness to your face in this cold night wind. "And as for who I am...I'm yours baby. Just keep it in your mind for now"

@lenelley1096

Ай бұрын

✨

@someoneyouprolydkk

Ай бұрын

GIRLY WHAT THAT SO GOOD I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPENED AFTER

@Swiftclaw963

Ай бұрын

@@someoneyouprolydkk Thank you gurlie

@lilly-pv6bq

Ай бұрын

I need part two

ZADE IS THAT YOU???

Justficc Stalker❤

Legends listening at 0.75x .....👀

yall are cooking in the comments 😂

Aaahaaha kidnap me 🖤

💗

Well yes, where are you dMc ?

He slams you against the wall. You struggle against him, the scream dying under his hand clamped over your lips. "Shh. I didn't want our first to be like this, but we can't have everything, can we?" "What do you want? Who are you?" Your voice shakes horribly. He seems delighted, and runs a hand down your hair. You shiver as his fingertips brush against your neck. "You will come to learn, darling."

@usherme

Ай бұрын

This is more horror than romance but here it is 😅

@savannahsmith3103

Ай бұрын

You were fishing for a smut girl and you got one 🎣🥴

@Gabriella_2010

Ай бұрын

@@usherme why do i acc like it😭

@usherme

Ай бұрын

​@@Gabriella_2010 perks of reading lol you can indulge in almost whatever you like as long as you know what's wrong and what's right irl 🤭

@Gabriella_2010

Ай бұрын

@@usherme words of wisdom😭

Somebody is stalking me as I type rn. Because I read too much, I'm romanticizing it 🥰

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

What the hell do not romanticize it go to the police

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

See that's why fantasizing about it is icky, people start thinking it's hot when it is most definitely not

@minteraysolo8509

16 күн бұрын

Like have some respect for yourself and if you don't want to be broken do something about it but stop thinking it's good or hot

🖤🖤