STALKER
By Clarissa Wild
Stalker © 2015 Clarissa Wild
Cover art by Clarissa Wild’s Booming Covers
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, places, organizations, or person, whether living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
ABOUT STALKER
MUSIC PLAYLIST
DEDICATION
PROLOGUE
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 29
CHAPTER 30
EPILOGUE
COMING SOON
EXCERPT OF MR. X
ALSO BY CLARISSA WILD
ABOUT CLARISSA WILD
ABOUT STALKER
Fuck me once, I'll fuck you twice … then I'll bury you.
No prison can keep me from seeking revenge. Especially when it comes to her.
She, the woman who put me in jail.
I swore that I’d come for her, to claim what belongs to me: Her life.
I’m not a good man. On the contrary, I love to be bad. It’s in my veins. Just like it’s in my veins to ruin her.
She’s an actress, pretending to be a saint, but we both know that isn’t true. One way or another, she’ll pay for what she did.
I will hunt her. Make her fear me. Make her body mine.
No bad deeds goes unpunished … And I always go out with a bang.
WARNING: This book is a DARK ROMANCE STANDALONE - it has a non-conventional ending. This isn't rainbow sprinkles & unicorn fluff. It's a dark, thrilling journey of two people clashing over love, lust, and hatred. Heed the warning. Contains graphic violence, alcohol, drugs & other disturbing content.
No Cliffhanger. Stand Alone.
Stalker has a prequel: KILLER
MUSIC PLAYLIST
“Pretty When You Cry” by VAST
“Desire” by Meg Myers
“Sorry” by Meg Myers
“Hate Her To Death” by Insane Clown Posse
“I Come With Knives” by IAMX
“I’d Love To Change the World” by Jetta
“Everybody Wants To Rule The World” by LORDE
“Homeostasis” by Nostalghia
“Because The Night” by Jan Wayne
“Electra Heart” by Marina And The Diamonds
“Primadonna Girl” by Marina And The Diamonds
“Power and Control” by Marina And The Diamonds
“Tainted Love” by Marilyn Manson
“Every Breath You Take” by The Police Vs Denmark Winter
“Creep” by Michelle Branch
“Bang Bang” by Nancy Sinatra
“Love Is A Battlefield” by Wrongchilde
“One Way Or Another” by Until The Ribbon Breaks
“Dark In My Imagination” by of Verona
“Feeling Good” by Muse
“Ready Or Not” by Mischa Book Chillak Ft. Esthero
“Trigger” by CUT_
“Constant Craving” by J2 featuring Lesley Roy
“Lolita” by The Veronicas
“Consumation” by Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross
“Black” by The Soft Moon
“Pistols At Dawn” by Seinabo Sey
“Not Gonna Get Us” by Tatu
“We Must Be Killers” by Mikky Ekko
“Bassically” by Tei Shi
DEDICATION
This is for the people who meet fate … and give it the middle finger.
Thank you for reading!
Clarissa
PROLOGUE
PHOENIX
Her skin glistens in the darkness, and my eyes hone in on her like she’s a diamond ready for the taking. Pictures of her and Phillip’s faces hang above her head, with movie awards stacked on top of a shelf to the side. A perfect shell for an imperfect heart. She’s incredible … and she will be mine.
She is all I can think about, as she lies there in her bed, silently sleeping the night away.
She has no idea that I’m lurking in a corner, hovering close to her defenseless body. She smells of roses and expensive wine, and when she rolls over and her chest is exposed, I lean over her and take in her scent. Breathing out hot air on her skin makes her arch up toward my mouth, her mind unaware of what her body desires.
She’s so close…all I have to do is grasp, and she’s mine for the taking.
She’s a devil in disguise. A vixen. A seductress, but I won’t let her beauty distract me from my goal.
I fucking hate her to death.
Literally. I’m going to kill her.
But doing it now would spoil all the fun. She’s defenseless and doesn’t even know I’m here. There’s no fun in chasing an oblivious prey. I want the hunt. I want to feel the adrenaline and smell the fear as she runs for her life.
She deserves what’s coming for her, but I’m not going to give it to her that easily.
I’ll watch her from a distance; I’ll make her sweat and think she’s going insane.
And then, when she’s at her lowest, I’ll strike.
She’ll never see it coming until it’s too late.
And then, she’ll be begging for mercy.
CHAPTER 1
PHOENIX
Six months done, and four thousand five hundred and sixty days left in prison. With a black marker, I write the numbers on the calendar and cross today’s date off like I do each day. On the corner of this sheet is a black skull, which I’ve repeatedly crossed out, punctured, and stabbed to vent my anger, imagining it’s her face.
That woman … just thinking about her makes me want to punch holes in the wall I’m staring at.
I hate her to death, in the literal sense. I don’t just want to kill her … I’ll make it happen. One way or another, she’s going to pay for what she did. Punishment and pain aren't enough … only death is, and I’m going to bring it to her doorstep.
These walls won’t hold me back. Maybe now, but not forever, and when I get out, she’ll be the first to suffer. She’s lucky these steel bars surround me and keep me locked inside, far away from that pretty little lie she calls life. She thinks she’s safe, she thinks she’s innocent, but we both know that’s not true. She’s hiding behind that fake, perfect mask of hers, but all it takes is a snap and it’ll crack right down the middle.