Author Hunter Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

There were still 10 minutes to go until the second shot blasted and Susanna was frantically stripping for the entire collection of hunters to see. “Turn your fucking eyes away, asshole,” Logan yelled at a man 10 yards down the line who had been gawking at Susanna in the distance. The hunters quickly realized Susanna was meant for Logan. Since Logan was Kreil, it was easy to collectively decide it wasn't worth the pummel they would get if they kept looking. There may have been thousands of hunters lined up, but none dared to take a mate not fated for them. Even if someone did dare to claim someone else's mate, they would especially avoid one fated for a Kreil. It still could happen in theory,

“Hunter? What was my code?” Hunter turned around and looked straight in her eyes, “ The code is: One. Two. Three. Four.”

"Hunter." Closing the door quietly, I rest against the wall until my heart stops beating so rapidly it feels like it might explode. That isn't Debrassy. And that sure the hell wasn't Miss Bluebird. That was Addison Archer Stone. And Debrassy was right. Hunter Grant isn't dead. Which means.... "He's BLACKEAGLE," I whisper, grinning. I wonder what he'd pay for me to keep his little secret.

Maybe she's looking for me? I'm not sure what a hunter is but Addie is my hope for rescue. If Rainn is the guy from the bar, then she's with the other gorgeous male that made my heartbeat. I now have a way to drown out all the pain and suffering and this will be my new happy place. "I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council.

I start to head north when I get another link from Jace. Kade coming your way fast. I just caught sight of the rogue headed that way and it looks like there’s a hunter on his tail. Looks like he went too far south and got spooked back this way. Thanks for the heads up. I’m on it. I close the link again and turn back south keeping my eyes peeled for any movement and my ears up listening for the chase. After a few minutes I think Jace may have been a little off in telling me the direction, when I hear the faint sound of a dirt bike. That must be the hunter chasing after the rogue. We need this one since the last one we had decided to kill himself, and with the woman this morning we have even m

The gun followed. The councilman stood near the back door. Tyler was lodged just in the open doorway, flat on his back, his entire body boneless and lax. Was he passed out? Had Primpton hit him on the head? Drugged him? Not two feet away, Hunter lay on the floor, blood pooling under a bullet wound in his shoulder. The red puddle seeped across the floor, spreading across the blue T-shirt that stretched across his wide chest. Fear gripped her throat, choked her. Dear God, she’d always known Primpton was whacked, but a murderer? He’d truly come here to kill, and she was at the top of his hit list.

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.

“Because I have all the necessary weapons to take them down.” “I don’t want to take anyone down I just want a faceoff with the old man.” “You will never get to the old man. What’s your obsession with him anyway?” Naveen questioned. Hunter looked at the photo of a girl on the table. “This time we are doing things my way,” Hunter looked at Naveen. “Well there is one thing.” “What is it?” “I know you have been looking for a manuscript.” Hunter's eyes glowed. “Yes,” he said.

I squinted my eyes open and looked at the ceiling. “Why did you wake me?” I asked the dummy. “Because you are teasing the readers.” Hunter replied, looking so relaxed like he had just not interrupted my wet dream with my mate. He crossed his legs over the other and gave me a smile that did not reach his face. “You can’t be the only one enjoying the view of our mate.” He said and I rolled my eyes. “What view is that?” I hissed. “The one that has you precumming in your pants just now.” He twisted his lips. Sometimes I wonder if we were really merged together. Wolf.

I lift the beer to my mouth, taking a huge pull, humming as the cool liquid soaked my throat. My so-called company kept his silence, content to just sit there, absorbing the stillness of the night. Hunter was equally handsome as Kai, but had no resemblance in their features. He had clean-cut dirty blond hair, hazel eyes, and suntanned skin. “How is he?” I asked, breaking the silence. Hunter’s hazel eyes darted at me, surprised I started a conversation. “Why don’t you ask him yourself?” his brows curled. I played with the label of my beer, picking at the edge. “I can’t.”