Beautiful Stalkers

She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s mine. I first saw Emily when I was on a job—rifle in hand, target in sight. But it wasn’t the mark who stole my attention. It was her. The girl in the window, lit up by the glow of her kitchen light, completely unaware she’d just become mine. I’ve been watching her ever since. Her private moments. Her sweet little routines. The way she moans softly when she touches herself, thinking no one can hear. She thinks she’s safe in her apartment, but I see everything. The men she dated? Gone. I made sure of it. No one touches what’s mine. I’m not a good man.

She calls me her savior. She has no idea what I really am.I’ve saved countless lives as a combat medic and EMT. I’ve taken more than a few as a vigilante. Both require steady hands and no hesitation.When Morgan Cole collapsed at her office Christmas party, everything changed. One touch, and...

I'm in her firewall. She's under my skin. I don’t need to creep down dark alleys to stalk her. I have the internet. I have her passwords. I have everything. Barbara thinks she knows me—the loudmouthed, cocky brother-in-arms of her best friend’s boyfriend. The one who’s always too much, too boisterous, too inappropriate. She doesn’t know the other me. The one who lives in the shadows of her devices. I see her through her cameras. Hear her through her mic.

She hired a bodyguard. She doesn’t know who she invited into her life. Basia Langford. Governor’s daughter. A spoiled socialite playing poor girl, pretending she isn’t in danger. The threats against her aren’t empty. I’ve seen what men like this do. I’ve buried their victims...