Amity X Hunter Novels & Stories

Hunter leaned against the wall on my left, while Axel stepped into the light, smiling warmly at me. Holding beers and some chips up to his head, he grinned. “Forgetting something?” Amy pulled away, giggling. “Sorry,” Axel smiled down at her, looking at her the way I always wanted him to see me. But that was before I met Hunter. Axel and Amy let themselves into the room, taking in all the mess and furniture all looking like they’re in the wrong place. Amy gasped and looked at me wide-eyed. “Did you just make out with a gorilla?”

Hunter commands through the speaker with the voice alteration added to the mic to make him sound robotic. Hayley and Felicity are the first to sprint to the centre of the arena the grass is shorter here as they are closer to the screen. If only they knew we were inches away watching their every move, their so close you can almost taste the sweat. They’re both fast as they weave and dodge before both reaching for one of the daggers as they begin their attacks. They both are on the attack juking right of left as they aim to stab each other. “I didn’t know this would be such a fucking turn on,” Teddy from the Solstice pack jokes as he chuckles in his chair. “I know I can’t decide which one I wa

“We can’t let them hurt anyone else. Even if some of the hunters think we’re being rash, I’m certain that more of them will think we’ve taken too long to get to this point. We know where they are, and we know that they want blood.” I scuffed the toe of my boot against her welcome mat. “Well – Cyrus said they were at The Heath. We’re putting a lot of trust in him. Tonight might end up being a bust, but at least we’ll be prepared.” “Do you trust him?” She asked. “I have no idea,” I admitted. A scowl had worked its way onto my mouth, and I forced my lips to relax. “One minute, I feel like – like I’m falling in love with him,” I said quietly. “The next, I’m ready to tear at him with a stake. I…

Lukas was done when two people spoke “ I don't agree with her being our Luna” they said in unison “ What your reason” I can see he is trying to control his anger “She’s human.” They spoke in unison and people began t o murmur. “She’s a hunter.” “She’s weak.”

Dad tells us, and Mom nods her head, understanding what he says. “Our theory is that the hunter wanted to use Amy to get close to Parker and Ryder. To gain control and power in the pack. So that they could search for and find the well more easily. For good reasons that never happened. And everything we found, Zoe was killed by a car bomb made by the hunters. Only so Amy could continue to get closer, but being hunters, they underestimated the matebond and failed.” Alpha Reed tells us.

Damon whimpered in pain. Hunter had shot his leg leaving him limping with the other one…… “Take the gun, Damon or I shoot the second!” Hunter ordered, the threat hanging in the air. “Could you pls stop!”Amelia yelled out of shock, her voice breaking through the chaos. She was surprised when she noticed the way he had lowered his gun while having his gaze shifted to her… his expression harbored disappointment. “Not everyone will be like you, getting attracted to every hole!” She retorted, her voice firm, her resolve strengthening.

“Are you okay?” Caden asks, as he catches up to me. This is why I couldn’t be angry at him forever. He’s my best friend. Despite everything, I need him. “No,” I answer, as if it isn’t already clear. “I don’t know what happened. Sasha said she was my mate. We love each other. Or at least, I thought we did.” “I’m surprised too,” Caden agrees. “It seemed like the two of you were meant to be.”

right there… in the middle of the fireflies. We stayed there for a little while more. Just then, Hunter’s watch beeped. “Eight o’clock,” he groaned. “Which means?” “Means one hour before lights out. As if that would be a problem for me, right?” When I thought he would normally feel angry about that, he actually looked amused with his own joke. I think Hunter was beginning to accept his condition… embrace it even. He was beginning to find happiness after the storm. And I felt good thinking that I was part of his change. I was part of his reason to smile again… laugh again… live again.

He's already turning the crossbow over, already bored with this interaction. For a second the relaxed expression drains out of his face and what's under it looks a lot older than twenty. "You want a monster, Hunter, you're three miles from where you should be standing. People are going missing out of Tamarack. It isn't us. And it isn't nothing." He tosses the crossbow at me, and I catch it against my chest. He drops the knife at my feet, which is somehow the most insulting part of the entire interaction. "Count the missing persons sometime," he says. "See if the number sits as wrong with you as it does with me."