Aspen Hunter Real Name Novels & Stories

I gave him a gentle push forward. “Go to her. She needs you.” He hesitated and I could feel the fear pouring off of him in waves. “I need her, too, but what if I am like my father? Obsessing over a woman to the point of hurting her?” I tilted my head as I studied him. “Your father? We don’t know who your father is. We were told he was a hunter that attacked your mother.” He shook his head and stuck his hands in his pockets. “That’s where you’re wrong, Falcon. My father’s name was Vincent. He’s who attacked my mother, not some nameless and faceless hunters.”

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

Right? “Yes, I have,” I said, forcing a smile. “I’m… E… Tiffany.” I cursed myself inwardly for almost slipping and saying my real name. “Nice to meet you, Tiffany” Hunter said my name brisky before finishing his drink in one swift gulp. “He’s the one that made the ID,” Ashley said, her voice full of pride. I stared at her, wondering just how much she had told him. I glared at her, but she just shrugged innocently.

Ashley began, seeing as Hunter was far too flustered to say anything. "I'm Hunter Jackson. First child out of three. I was born in April. Uhhhm. I have a dog named Rex. He's technically the family dog but I've had him for so long i can say he's practically mine". He felt himself getting bolder. "I also like girls with large hazel eyes, pretty faces answering the name Ashley"

And honestly, beyond adding avoid the hunter to my list, I don’t see a reason to care. “If you know where he is, why not just tell the halcones? What do you care if they torture and bleed a hunter dry?” I prodded. She has to have a reason she’s covering for this hunter. And if she tells me it’s because she saw him and thought he was hot, I’m going to hit her. “Well…” she bit her bottom lip, shrugging. “Diana…” I used my warning tone, narrowing my eyes. “Don’t give me that look. Okay, yes, the hunter is good-looking. But I only know that because he unintentionally saved my life while I was on one of my information gathering trips.” She confessed.

"What about your husband that needs to be kept confidential? "My father asks. "By coincidence, he worked for Jonathan for a long time... And before him, for his father, Jon Maxwell. Hunter fled Turkey for being one of the children who were kidnapped a long time ago, and even though he was a witness to much of what happened, he is an accomplice. One of his parents is American, we don't know which one, but I think they are still alive, considering that Jonathan's men used this information for an ambush... Maybe Jonathan talks too much when he's arrested... You have to make sure you can avoid this.”

The King's red eyes landed on me and he lowered them. “You took my courtier’s head,” he hissed at Gavin as we were escorted past him. I swallowed uncomfortably and glanced back at him in concern. “What in the hell is he?” I questioned my wolf. Whimpering, she hesitated before answering. “Aspen is a hybrid of several rare cryptids and has all of their gifts as well as mastering them all. He is very dangerous, like Gavin said before, and is extremely powerful.” My head hung as we were taken to the rear of the enormous house and led down into a dank basement.

The quiet clink of cutlery against plates and the soft hum of the kitchen felt like borrowed peace, something Aspen stored away for the moments she needed to remember what normal could feel like. Her phone vibrated in her pocket, and she pulled it out just as North’s phone rang, and his face fell. That only told her it was his father. He stepped outside to take the call and closed the sliding door behind him. She checked her messages and smiled. Merit: When Jackson told me about Axl’s baby, I thought he was being a douche, like always. So is the baby really his? Aspen: Her name is Peyton. The bubbles appeared and Aspen glanced through the glass doors and looked at North. He had a scowl on hi

He asks. I look at Hunter, who gives me a bewildered look. “Don’t look at me. The kid must be a computer genius if he was able to hack into my system. You know I run a tight ship. He’s good. Thankfully, he didn’t get very far when we caught on to his cyber signature. I told you he checks out. He’s the son of the now-deceased Alistair Archer and Alva Castro. He lives with his twenty-two-year-old sister. The sister is currently at work.”

His brown eyes shun bright and he smiled, showing off his white teeth. "You don't know your own danger, do you?" He asked. His voice was softer than Hayley expected it to be. "I guess not." He chuckled. "Aspen's the name." He introduced. "Hayley." "I know, heard it a couple of times. So what got you so fascinated about this part of the forest, Hayley." "The first time you called me Ciri, why?" Aspen looked away, "mistook you for someone else. Sorry." Hayley knew he was lying by the way he avoided his eyes.