Novel & Cerita A Hunter's New Home

Her Hunter. She could never be thankful enough. Silvia had a feeling that Angela had accepted her. Hunter's family was so kind and loving to her. She finally felt like she had found her home. "She has gotten prettier isn't she?" That deep voice sent sweet shudders down her spine as she clutched the knife a little tighter. Emma raised a perfect brow at her son while Hunter shrugged his shoulders. "Stating the facts Mom," He mused as Emma narrowed her eyes at him.

He opens the door, steps out and I follow him from behind. Light Paw Village no longer looks like the village I grew up in. All around us are charred remains of burnt down houses, trampled soil and abandoned memories. I move towards my house, it is one of the few houses that have remained intact and untouched, and for that, I am grateful. I step through the withered wooden boards of my house and the floorboards creak underneath my weight as it always did. Hunter allows me to lead the way and follows quietly from behind, maintaining a respectful distance from me while Channing and Liam remain outside.

Covering up the hole with some moss, she dusted off her dress and hurried home, her thoughts of the Hunters exposing her long gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "They're here! The Hunters have arrived!" The cries of the young boys ran through the whole village, many men and women coming out to see the sight. Liam riding in front, followed by nine other men, all on horseback. On the back of Liam's horse was the dead carcass of a mountain lion, and his quiver held an unusual number of arrows. Instead of the standard twelve like the rest of the men in his party, it held 15, two from the archer who had shot the beast earlier, as well as the arrow aimed to warn him.

Max" I huffed out a sigh of relief when I noticed Max holding his right hand out for me. I squeezed his hand hastily and he pulled me up the remaining steps. I clung onto his shoulders like a leach and I felt his arms circling themselves around my waist. I welcomed the warmth it gave me and pulled him more closer if that was even possible. The gunshots started yet again, banging against the main door which led to the main hallway. Though the windows were shatterproof, the sound those bullets made when they would banged against it, was so loud and deafening. I winced slightly, not at all familiar with the sound of gunshots being fired again and again. "Please, Max, make it stop!" I screamed i

★The hunters home★ The hut was placed in a view as everywhere looks so silent. Only the sound and the movement of breeze was sounding. And the trees were dancing along with the wind as it is blowing around. So also the birds of sky were flying around the trees and was as well chirping. Not in a long time the hunters car arrives and just as it was arriving Anna ran out of her hut. And as the car arrived it halts with force as dusts blew up.

"This is my home, they might be mad for a few days but we'll get over it as long as they don't see you again, got it!" Hunter nodded. "Got it!" To be continued...!

I never knew a time would come when I'd feel like an absolute stranger in a place where I once found comfort and love. I am taken back to the first time I stepped foot in this house, the day Hunter brought me here as a surprise to show me our new home. The house he built for when he finds his mate, with the hope that they'll both make it their home, I remember the feeling of contentment and comfort I felt when he walked me into this very living room, the pleasant smile on his face when he said the words, “This is our home now, your home, for as long as you’ll have me."

Hunter comes back to the living room with a bottle of wine, noodles and canned food his family stored in the basement. Thankfully, his father never forgot the cabin and kept paying the water and electricity bills. Hunter wonders if the late president used to come here when he needed to be alone—or with his mistress. "That's all we got for now," Hunter takes a seat on the gingerbread leather couch. "I guess it's enough to survive the night," "I'm not hungry," Harvey mumbles, resting his head on Eden's shoulder. Hunter frowns at him, "That's what your brain said. I'm sure your empty stomach thinks otherwise," he pushes a can of fruits toward him. "Do you want some noodles?"

“Thanks. But I want to go home.” Hunter looked outside. Fork rays of lightning appeared in the dim sky, followed by an earth-rumbling thunder. “You still want to go home?” the billionaire asked. Right when I was about to respond. The lights went off. Then a deafening thunder escaped from the heavens once more. “Ahh!” …. “Boss? Yoohoo!?” Thirty minutes later and the generator was turned on. The house had light again. Ian was calling Hunter. But snores were his response to his driver.

Hunter’s Penthouse:- “Coming,” Jenny shouted in response to the call bell, swiftly reaching near the main door. As she punched in the code, the penthouse door swung open, revealing a worn-out Hunter. Jenny was taken aback by his early arrival. His usual stoic expression seemed deeper today, and the air around him carried an undeniable weight of grief. Concern etched across her face, Jenny greeted him at the door. “Hunter, sweetheart, you’re home early,” she remarked, surprised to see her son in this state.