Bad Batch Hunter Novels & Stories

His hands made their way to touch my face but there's someone who prevents it. "Back off loser." Looking up, I saw Tyler glaring at him hard. "Oooh...will you look at that, the winner of tonight. I assume you're new here, so how is it playing with the worst team." Tyler scoffs. "Worst? May I remind you that I beat your ass? If anyone's worst, it will be your team or maybe the captain who's worst." He glared at Tyler then pointed a finger at him. "Consider that a winner luck for a new player." With that, he left.

“You touched her? I’m going to fucKing kill you. I asked you nicely at first with just a little threat. Now I have a good reason to end what I started. He grabs Jake’s arm, twisting it behind him. I hear bones crack. I flinch. Jake’s horror filled shrieks fill the air. He drops the knife as Hunter rams his head into the wall. Hard. Once. Harder. Twice. And even harder the third time. Oh my God. He was really going to kill him. Can’t he just knock him out and call the police? “Hunter.” I walk back into the bathroom and hold his arm. Jake seems lifeless. No. Is he dead? Hunter let’s go off him and holds onto me but I toss his arm off. Did he kill him? Half of his face is bloody. I bend down to

I asked, trying to keep the impatience out of my voice. “We haven’t eaten anything since yesterday,” he said, his tone careful, as if he didn’t want to push me too far. “Maybe… maybe we could stop for a bit? Hunt something quick?” I stared at him, hardly believing my ears. They wanted to hunt? Now? When every second we wasted out here felt like an eternity away from Iris, away from my family? The thought of her alone back at the pack sent a chill through me, and the need to get back only intensified. I had a gut feeling that something was very wrong.

he commented. What if Hunter has been killed by Malia and Alpha Callum?

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

“Wh-what?” Was all June could get out. “My name is Hunter. Not Zoran.” “Why did you lie about your name? No one gives a shit about what your name is.” June wasn’t mad, just hurt that he waited this long to bring it up. “A lot of talk was going around about me being a bad guy-”

I said as much to my mate. “No,” he explained. “Hunters are human, but they have certain supernatural abilities. They are born with the instinct to kill everything non-human. They don’t live in the grey. They refuse to accept that there are good and evil supernaturals - they simply kill everything that isn’t pure human.”

🏤High School Badass💄 (🥀 SUGA HIGH 🥀) By Happy Writes ❤️ CHAPTER 2❤️ Jeanne walked towards the gate with her as she held her bag tightly, obviously nervous, she stared in awe as different cars drove in, this school sure is full rich spoilt brat, she thought. Almost immediately a bike ran past almost hitting her, what the heck!!! she exclaimed. She watched as the bike parked in the parking space, the driver is actually a student but why was he over speeding, she thought.

Hunter walked back to his hotel room, depressed and frustrated. He needed to hit something or someone to reduce the pain in his chest. No, he needed his mate to reduce the pain in his chest. How could he carelessly lose his mate like that? He was so carried away with his conclusion that one of those ladies was his mate that he didn't notice when he lost the scent. Stupid He was so stupid. Hunter bangs the hotel room door, making the door nearly fly off its hinges and his beta, who was in the room waiting for him, nearly flew out through the window.

Because Ronan had just given him a challenge. “Careful, Caine,” he said. “You may make her too tempting to resist.” Ronan turned his head slowly. The gold in his eyes brightened. “If you touch her, Blackthorne, you will not live long enough to claim anyone.” Darius’s smile widened. “There are rules against killing another hunter.” “There are rules against many things.” Cassian stepped closer behind Ronan. Not touching him. Only near enough to intervene if necessary. Aldric’s expression hardened. “Any hunter who attacks another before midnight will be disqualified.”