Artemis Hunters Novels & Stories

Artemis yipped excitedly, before sprinting towards the trees, hearing the thundering of paws that said Ares and Kieran were following. We ran for hours. Eventually, Alex disappeared off home to give Callum and I some time together; to let Artemis and Ares get acquainted. “Hey Ava…” Callum asked through the link, a little confused. “Why does Ares want to go hunt for something for Artemis?” I chuckled through the link. “He’s trying to impress her, Callum. He wants to show that he could provide for and look after her.” I smiled internally. He definitely felt it too.

A few seconds ago, I had imagined myself dying and Laurent taking over everything, but now she was here, beside me. I guess that was the only hope I needed to survive whatever we might face in this room. “And oh, his lovely Luna.” He laughed. “We just want the f**king moon.” Artemisia began. “And we'll be out of your hair.” “You bitch!” The little girl said as soon as she regained herself. “How dare you attack me?!” “You literally were about to attack my mate,” Artemisia said. I let a small smile play on my lips before turning to Artemisia.

She scoffed, her expression showing disbelief. "That's how it always happens." "So, you have been seeing some nitwit behind my back.” She scowled and yanked at my hair hard causing me to squeal in pain. "What do you think you are doing?" Artemis covered the distance between us. He pulled her hand away and shielded me from her hateful gaze. "Isn't it clear? Sending this nitwit back to where she belongs." She yelled, trying to come back to me but he pushed her away.

They light up every single nerve ending in my body, but in a good way. But I just don’t know him. Not really. I know of him. Kenton Clearwater, the insanely hot, 6ft 3in tall hockey player who has black hair and bright leaf green eyes. He plays center for the Northport Warriors, and is to be the future Alpha of the Artemis pack once his father steps down, or… is removed from his position through death. What is it that Axel wanted me to seek Kenton out for? I can’t help but wonder. What exactly do you know?

“I’m going to get out first and speak with Dean and Jessica. You all stay in here and I’ll let you know when to come out.” “Yes, Alpha!” Kiera and Amara say in unison, their mission training showing through now that we’re in the thick of things. I get out and head over to the hunters as my guys fall in behind me.

She couldn't be a witch… the honorary daughters of Hecate aren't that aggressive to actually slay someone with too many witnesses no matter said transgressor’s slight, he didn't even saw her being accompanied by the usual pet familiar either and witches are rarely left on their own unless they could handle themselves or are old grannies. He couldn't be sure, though... a hunter of the moon goddess, perhaps? No, Artemis, please no... because as much as the very idea greatly concerned him since hunters are sworn to maidenhood, Alastor reasoned out with himself that the hunters of Artemis travel as a large group and made it a point of staying away from werewolves, especially their affairs since

But we’d been too injured to stay any longer so I’d mind linked Derrick and told him to send Arianna, our best healer, to me. “The question is why did a hunter attack you?” And that was another question I’d been circling for the last week. We had a truce and they didn’t seem like rogue hunters…but maybe they were. “I’m not sure. Hunters only have permission to hunt pack wolves if they break the covenant. Maybe they confused me for a different wolf?” Derrick’s blue eyes filled with worry as he leaned forward and said, “Or maybe there is a contract out on you?” And that was another question I had. If there was a contract out for my life, who had put the target on my head?

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

The ID showed my photo, but there was an additional codename under my name. "We deal with digital threats the public never sees. We are the swords responsible for cutting away the darkness the law cannot reach. Sinead Hill's life has already ended. She is free now. She will become a legend and inspire more women to be brave." He looked into my eyes, his gaze sharp. "Now, welcome to Camelot. Your talent should not be wasted on small targets. Welcome to the real Hunting Ground." I looked at the codename on the ID, then looked up at the world outside the window.

“When we made the rule about the town’s children not coming into the forest from ages 11 to 18, it was because more than just the boy was killed. That was just the reason given to the town by Timothy’s grandfather. Sleuth members were not permitted to live in town for the same reason. There was a sleuth that was destroyed because of fated mates who were not permitted to be together yet. If we tell our kids, Godric, nor Osprey, will want to hold themselves back from Scarlett. We will be forced to intervene to keep them apart, causing our son, and his bear, to go crazy.” “Crazy? What do you mean crazy? What happened to the sleuth?” I asked. “One of the female bears was mated to a human in the