Chapter 1My nightmareELSA“If fictional men were real, do you think they’d fuck like gods?” Gianna’s voice filled the car. I had to look at the driver as my cheeks turned red, he must think we are whores now. “Maybe their dicks would go into our clits so deep that we’d see the shape on our lower belly.”“Gianna!” I nudged her shoulder, and she scowled at me.“What? I just want to know.”“You need to stop fantasizing about fictional men, Gia. They’re not even real, and if they were, you certainly in hell wouldn’t want one like the types you read about in your life.”“You need to stop breathing air; I mean, it’s not even real, and we’d die anyway. Yours can just be some years earlier, I’ll join you when I’m old.”“You’re sick.” I rolled my eyes at her and stared out the window of the moving vehicle, the houses, and trees I knew I would miss when I left for college. I didn't exactly feel sad about moving out to college the next week, but this was the town I had spent all my high school
Chapter 2ButterflyELSAI made it! It felt lonely without Gianna, but I was glad I made it either way, staring at the big building with the name Kingston’s University boldly plastered on the exterior. Students of different sizes, colors, and races moved around, some in pairs and some alone.“Will you be fine, Honey?” Aunt Tiana asked, dragging my traveling bag to meet up with me, “You know where to come whenever you get homesick.”“I’ll be fine. You worry too much, and you’d get grey hairs faster that way.” I laughed at her as she grabbed my hand and gave it a little squeeze. I was finally here, in Washington DC, far away from Ohio and far away from the stalker.“Alright then. In you go, I still have to drop off James at high school.” She fumbled with her keys before turning away. Aunt Tiana lived here; she grew up in DC, and that made it more comfortable for me to come here.New school, new decisions, fresh start, new life.I held onto the bag handles and dragged both of them along
Chapter 3Little KittenELSAI felt his face and lips go to my ear, his breath across my neck. “Hello, Little Kitten. We meet again.”My entire body froze for a second. That name – my head did a spin back. The only person who called me that, the stalker from Ohio.I pushed at the figure behind me and stepped on the toes so hard that the person released me for a bit, giving me a chance to run. I turned, and my legs began working faster than they had ever done, running through the hallway filled with locker rooms.“He... help!” I screamed on top of my voice. I couldn’t see him again. I looked back; he wasn’t standing there, he wasn’t chasing me either.“Do you know how long I’ve fantasized about how good you’d look when you are running away from me with so much fear in your eyes, Kitten?”I couldn’t exactly pinpoint where the voice was coming from, but I could hear it everywhere, echoing through the empty hallway like he was some demon from hell. I felt instant happiness and hope immedi
Chapter 4UNKNOWN“What was that you said again?” I asked, picking up the blood-stained towel on the cabinet and wiping off the blood on the knife with it before turning backward to face the half-dying man tied to the chair of nails. Every movement he made caused him pain and made the nails shift in his body.“I’m sorry, we didn’t know you were in this city; we would have—“ I hit the sharp blade on the handle of his chair where his fingers were separated, a screeching scream came from him as he closed his eyes trying to endure the pain. His pinky finger was on the ground, cut out from his hand and making it four fingers left. He was missing his left ear and one pinky finger, both on the ground.“You’re not sorry for trying to sex traffic and sell little kids going to school or young thirteen-year-old girls that still have their whole life ahead of them.” I walked around the chair, trailing the blade on the wall as I passed. “You’re sorry for getting caught by me.”“Who are you to judg
Chapter 5 Beautiful DisasterELSAMy eyes searched the room hurriedly; someone came inside. I locked the door before leaving. I rushed to the door handle to inspect it for any signs of break-ins or forced entry; there were none. It can’t be the stalker; I’ll see signs of a break-in if it was him. Maybe it was the university; perhaps it’s just one of the ways they pass information or something. It’s not the stalker. Right?I walked towards the neatly dressed bed slowly and picked up the envelope. I’ve loved red ribbons since I was a kid; that was partly why I dyed my hair red, so I could match the aesthetic of the ribbon. But whoever made this envelope didn’t know that, right? Because only my family did, and maybe a few friends.I untied the ribbon on the envelope by pulling the other side of it; it opened, and I gulped when the content of it came into sight. I emptied it on my bed and just stared. An electronic drawing pen, a Mac drawing pad, and some… chocolates?I didn’t know how t
Chapter 6 Tag, You're ItELSA“Hello, Little Kitten,” his mouth was close to my ear, so close that I could feel his hot breath there. “Run.”It sounded like a whisper, so quiet that anyone else wouldn’t have heard, but I did, and I ran.The hallway seemed to be closing in on me. There were so many people; some scowled at me as I bumped into them while looking behind me, and some cursed at me. I didn’t care. All I knew was that I had to go, far away from this place.“Nooo!” I screamed and struggled when strong hands held my arms from the front. I didn’t bother opening my eyes; I knew it was him.“Hey, calm down… are you alright?” I opened my eyes to see Nathan’s worried expression all over his face as he searched mine.I had no idea what I was thinking or what came over me, but I knew that if there was anyone I was glad to see right now, it was Nathan. I threw my arms around him and hugged him; I could feel his body tense up and freeze, but then he eased up and hugged me back.My eyes
Chapter 7The ManipulatedELSA“Get on your knees and take out my dick, Kitten.” The gun was on my lower chin now, lifting my face to meet his.My heart was thumping extremely hard now. He didn’t just… did he just ask me to… The gun under my chin made my body quiver. He could kill me right now, toss my body into the river, and no one would know; they’d think I lost my inhaler and died.“You don’t have to do this; I swear I won’t tell—““Remove my belt, Elsa.”A shiver dropped down my spine, and I took in a deep breath before going on my knees. He was wearing black trousers that looked like jeans but weren’t. My hands were shaking when I got to his belt. I removed it and tossed it away; my hand went to his zip next, and I pulled it down. I could just punch his dick and make a run for it.𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚'𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙉𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣.I couldn’t see his face, but I had a feeling he was watching me intently—my every move. I obeyed his earlier request and placed my hand inside the open space the z
Chapter 8The ManipulationELSAI opened my eyes, my head was banging; I was sitting on leather, or something like it.When my vision became clear, I gasped. I was in the back seat of a car which was in front of the police station. I remembered fighting with the stalker when he told me he was going to drop me here. I remembered him putting a white cloth on my nose, and that was it…“He drugged me! That fucker!”“Miss, you’re awake.” A male voice spoke up from the front seat, and I looked up at him. He was looking at me with both fear and surprise.My eyes searched all over his face; he didn’t look familiar in any way. But with his suit and black glasses, I guessed he worked for the stalker. “Who are you?”“I was asked to drop you here. Please kindly exit the car.”“You were asked? Are you crazy?” Anger flushed in my eyes. “Could you not see I was drugged against my will? You couldn’t even try to help by calling 911 or something.”He took in a deep breath. “Look, Miss. I have a child i
CHAPTER 43 ELSA“You’re going to assault me again?” I raised a brow, staring at him. “What are you? A horny freak?”He twisted his head to the side. “Try going without sex for more than half of your life and jerking off to the pictures and videos of the red-haired girl you’ve been stalking for years bathing.”I swallowed the invisible lump that appeared in my throat. “News flash, I didn’t ask you to do that; you would have easily gotten with anyone you wanted to fuck with a face like yours.”His brows quirked up in surprise. “Careful, Kitten. I might think you find me attractive.” He walked up to me slowly. I was supposed to go back; I am to go back, but for some fucked-up reason, I don’t.I looked over his face before looking at his eyes again. “In your dreams.” It was a lie; I knew it. Gianna had been right all along; he was smoking hot. I knew he was since the first time I saw him, but when I’m being chased or assaulted by him, it’s really hard to see.𝐚𝐭 𝐥
CHAPTER 42 ELSAHe pulled into a mansion, an extremely big one; it was hidden deep in the woods, like he respected his privacy and wanted no one here.I couldn't help but admire it. It had beautiful flowers all over—white, red, black. I was angry at him for killing Rose’s brother, but it was Kian we were talking about.I made a mental note never to tell Gianna about it; she’d find it ‘cute.’ Just like she read my thoughts, I heard a ping on my phone—her message popped up.>Like they’d help, I rolled my eyes before texting her back that I was fine. Kian didn't say a word since he dropped the bomb about wanting my heart, whatever that meant.I had asked countless times why I was here, but he never responded. I gave up. Besides, if he wanted me dead, he would have done that days ago.“You do know I am a college student, and I still have classes that would determine my successful graduation, right?”“Mhhh,” he mumbled, pu
CHAPTER 41 ELSA“Is there a problem here?” Gianna asked, looking at Lucas in a suspicious way. I unclenched my fists and repositioned myself; Lucas had a subtle smile on his cheek before taking my hand up and shoving the flower in it.“I’ll see you again, El.” He smiled, and the amount of cringe I felt was unimaginable. He walked away, leaving Gianna and me.I closed the door and took in a deep breath; Gianna still had the confused look on her face.“What happened, what did he say?” Worry was all over her face.“Nothing important, just…” my eyes went to the camera; there was no way Kian would hack into this one too. They were the best security company in Washington. But I still wasn’t taking any chances. “Just to apologize for cheating.”“Ohhh… I see.” She sounded doubtful but she didn’t push it; Lucas was threatening me with our sex video, a video that had the ability to ruin my life. F.A. seeing that video will ruin every chance I have with them.Another knock on t
ELSAI had freshened up, and honestly, I felt much better. Basically, I had cut off ties with my family. I doubted they’d keep paying my bills, my school fees, to be precise. I had to go back to drawing, and I had to get the deal with F.A. comics. If I do, I’ll never need them again.I walked into the room, a towel tied to my hair and another on my body. I almost jumped out of my skin on seeing Kian; he was sitting casually on a chair at the far end of the room, his focus on his phone. His eyes came up to my face slowly, like he was taking his time observing every inch of my body.“Stop looking at me like that.” I shrugged, clutching the towel that was wrapped on my body tighter.He crooked a brow, twisting his head a bit to the side, “Like what?” His eyes went back to my chest before they met my eyes.“Like I’m dinner.”“Mhhh” he mumbled “Maybe I’m hungry.”I glared at him before turning over to face the vanity. “I need to change, and I want privacy, and why is there o
KIANShe didn’t say any other word; she sat still, looking outside the window. I had texted an agent I had in Ohio to fix one of my apartments for us tonight. I increased the speed of the car, turned off the air conditioner, and clicked on a button; the top of the car opened. She turned to me with confusion in her eyes.I took down the glass of the car, letting the cool night air in. “Enjoy the ride.” My legs went to the accelerator again, going far over the speed limit. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes before bringing out a cotton pad from her bag. She brought out a spray of something I had no idea what the content was, probably ladies' stuff. I got a glimpse of the name; if Elsa uses it, I need to know it. Sensibio H2O Micellar Water, got it. She dappled it on a white cotton pad before smoothing it on her face softly. The makeup she had done began to come off. I knew she wasn’t comfortable in it; it wasn’t her style. It was her mom’s.After a few draping and cle
🥀 STALKING HER🥀🎀(Genre: An extremely Dark stalker college romance)🎀Written by Doll✍️ 🥀CHAPTER 38 🥀 ELSAHe beeped a car, and the door came up on its own. He still held my arm. I didn’t try to complain or remove his hand. I took in a deep breath as he led me into the passenger’s seat and walked over to the driver’s seat.He turned on the ignition of the car before the car doors that were up began closing. I wasn’t a fan of cars, so I had no idea what name it was called, but I knew damn well it wasn’t your regular car.“Thank you, Kian,” I held onto the picture in my hand. “For showing up and for standing up for me.” Every bad thing Kian did wasn’t forgotten, but tonight, it felt like they didn’t hurt as much. Like tonight, he made up for it.“Mhh,” he mumbled, focusing on the road like he knew every nook and cranny of it.I didn’t know how to feel about him cutting ties with my family for me. They were my only source of income, but I didn’t feel bad
ELSAMy hand kept quivering. I’ve never been in the spotlight before, not at our family dinner. I’ve always been the person who is judged and would dare not talk back, but tonight was different. My mother was the speechless one, and it felt like tonight was all about me.Kian let go of my hand, and a rush of fresh air hit my palms, bringing me back to reality.“Elsa, would you like to tell me about this deal you got with the comic company?” Mother turned to me, smoothing her dress. I gulped and nodded. This was the first time my mother paid attention to me. She had never asked anything like that before; she just didn’t care enough to ask.“Yes, Mom.” I forced a smile, and my eyes met Kian’s. He had a smile I interpreted as ‘you’ve got this, and even if you don’t, I’m here for you.’“They are the biggest comic company worldwide. I contacted them years ago but just got feedback last week.”She looked genuinely surprised. “Did they hire you?”I shook my head negatively. “Not
(Unconditionally) ELSA“Elsa, you didn’t tell me you brought someone over.” My mother stood up from her seat hurriedly and rushed towards us, happiness in her voice. My father was like a puppet, her puppet; he barely spoke or did anything, just watched the scene unfold. I had taken the flower Kian brought.“I..” I was speechless as I looked between Kian and my Mother. I felt strong hands on my waist, making me shiver. Memories of other things those hands had done filled me up, but I pushed it back down.“I told her it was a surprise, but I’m here now, and that’s what matters.”“I agree.” Mom smiled again, pulling the chair for Kian and returning to her seat. Kian took me slowly to the table and brought the chair out for me. He waited to make sure I was comfortably seated before taking his seat.“Hey man.” My older brother Calvin waved at him before going back to his phone. My dad was typing furiously on his phone.“Darling, does anything seem to be the problem?” Mom fr
ELSA“Flight 907 has reached its location; all passengers are expected to evacuate the aircraft immediately,” the speakers of the plane said repeatedly. People lined up to get off the plane, mostly tourists. Gianna wasn’t a fan of my family, so we agreed she was going to stay home alone. I didn’t blame her; my mother wasn’t exactly fond of her either.I was back home, the place that I hated and loved in equal measures. Tourists were everywhere and had already started taking pictures and smiling happily.The video call on my phone was back to life, Gianna was doing her edges in the mirror. It was evening, but she said she had a date with a hot man she found.“Are you sure you’d be fine with your family?” She had put in new braids, but according to her and African traditions, it had to be down before she’d pack it, or it’d wrinkle because it’s still new and fragile.I nodded to her earlier question, grabbing my small bag tightly. “They don’t bite… not literally, anyways.”“I’