Bad Batch Hunter Novels & Stories

I gulped hard against the memories of what we had overcome. Loving Jordan Hill wasn’t part of the plan. Until he came like a robber at night. I was the bad boy’s lottery, never knew I was his soon-to-be-possession. Hide me not, Jordan. Possess me forever. The End

As they leave, Vynn, Rigor, and Tomas reach us, and Hunter says, his tone malicious, “Return to your quarters. You are not to leave. Not till I’ve found out who is behind this.” "You can't be serious," I stare at him. "You'll just look for any excuse, won’t you?” He just sneers at me, “You're not as smart as you think.” A terrifying doubt flits through my mind but it's too cruel. Even Hunter wouldn't do that. Would he? I can see that Lucas wants to fight but I grab his hand as a study Hunter’s expression. There is no trace of concern with him a for the poisoned pups. All I see in his eyes is a sadistic satisfaction.

The doctors claimed that the chance of him ever waking was less than impossible. It took everything in me not to smile as I saw the look of fury on Hunter's face morph to the point that he was absolutely murderous. I attempted to console and comfort him. However, Hunter had gone off the ledge. I saw firsthand why he's called the Reaper. This was the exact reaction I needed him in order for my plan to be successful. Though I knew the next stage of my plan would not be nearly as easy to complete. Damian Stone had turned into a formidable opponent. His hacking abilities make him a far stronger opponent than any of us combined. I needed to be careful as to how we approached this. While Damian ma

She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-” “How can you say it is when you handed me a jade of information?!” She craned her neck, lost all the necessary excuses. She sigh after realizing I already frustrated. She ask with a bit of confussion, “How can the young lady realize my lies?” I sneered. “You really asking that? Really, how can you be a huntress?” She pondered about it, and it only cause my heart to shook with too much frustration. She said after, “Well, I'm not actually a huntress...”

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

He became unconscious in an instant. “N-No… D-Dad…” Leila heard Hunter utter weakly. And no matter how much Leila wanted to help Alpha Hudson, she couldn’t leave Hunter. She was still trying to stop his bleeding wound. For a short while, Vito became so unstoppable. Samael and the betas of the Moon Howlers Pack were no match for him. He could easily throw them away – and even gave them a critical hit. If this continues, Leila knew that they were all doomed.

One of the hunters said, and some of them agreed. "I doubt if that will be a good idea, judging by his reputation and the fact that his father might be involved." Marco said, and some hunter's disagreed. "Those people were guilty and the Hunter's did their job. This is a different case here. We have a copycat, aiming for his or her personal goal using the Hunter's method. Unless the Wilde pack, the McCain pack, Linus' Family and the Forestwood coven is guilty of crimes against humans, it is impossible that Giles will come after them." Another hunter pointed out, and Gavin and I had achieved our purpose.

It usually meant you were about to be attacked. The Hollow moved so fast it blurred. One moment it was circling, the next it was on him, claws tearing through his chest before he could even swing. He went down hard, blood spreading across the arena floor, and the crowd went wild. The Hunter didn't even last thirty seconds. "Jesus Christ," I whispered. "That was a bad match," Whitney said, her voice tight. "The Handler who set that up knew that Hunter wasn't ready. They sent him in to die."

“I know you are tuning me out, Tanya. I am going to ask you again. Did Hunter Bates ever do something bad to you or hurt you? I don’t need to know what; I just want a yes or a no.” Tanya looks up at me and our eyes me, she has stopped tuning me out. We are now on the same frequency, the same radio wave lengths. She nods. It is her nod and the tears in her eyes that tell me all I need to know. That Hunter Bates not only told me the truth, but that he is also a nightmare that walks in the hallways of Model Perfect. Perhaps this was his plan all along, perhaps it was his life’s goal to become an Aftershock band member so he could do what he likes to the models of this company. The agreement bet

I questioned while cocking my eyebrow up. "No, it's what he does." she stated. Reina's Point of View "It's what he does," I stated with no tone. He looked taken back and confused as if he could have never expected it. "What?" he stammered. I pushed him off of me and sat on the bed avoiding eye contact with him. "The Black Hunter kills the bad people. Yet the cops make him seem like the bad person. He kills rapists, abusers, sexual offenders etc." "How do you know that?"