Cipher Hunter Novels & Stories

Julian, recalling Elias’s final message on the Paris Cipher ( VERITAS-LUCI ), realized the linguistic key wasn't fully used. “The star chart showed Rigel, part of Orion,” Julian said. “Elias was talking about The Hunter. My father’s personal notebook, recovered from the Legacy Drive, mentions a 'Hunter's Mark'—a final layer of encryption.” Julian and Lena spent three days mapping the complex mathematics of the "Hunter's Mark" to the cube’s quantum frequency. It was a cipher based on the statistical probability of a specific quantum decay rate—a layer of encryption designed to defeat any known supercomputer.

I said, picking up Lucian, who was cooing at the silver dust on the floor, "they don't realize that I’ve lived in 'nothing' my entire life, I am its architect." I looked at the lead Hunter’s helmet, inside, there was a small, golden transmitter, a direct link to the Zenith Council Chamber. I leaned down and spoke into the visor. "Send more," I said, my voice carrying the weight of the Abyssal Grave, "every hunter you send is just more silence for my son’s nursery, and when you run out of hunters, I’m coming for the architects." On the other side of the link, I heard a sharp, collective intake of breath, then, the signal went dead.

Burney had never made it past a smattering of fluff. "Where's your car?" he asked as soon as he was satisfied I wasn't a Taken. "Gone. We were attacked a few miles back. The others are dead." "Anyone taken?" I shook my head. "All dead." "Do you have any weapons on you?" "No." He ran his curious eyes over me again and nodded. He picked up his his hand held radio. "Hawkeye Bravo, this is Alpha One." "Alpha One, Hawkeye Bravo receiving. Go Ahead."

She mused. Stepping back she let her gaze rove over him. Hunter was tied with silver chains that burned his skin. The first few buttons of his grey shirt were opened. His black hair was a ruffled mess but his eyes looked like sweet wine which could drown hundreds of beauties in them. "What's this f*ckin spell you put me under?" Hunter growled in menace, he was a bit dazed. A sweet giggle filtered across the room and his heartbeat quickened at that beautiful smile of hers.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

I was quick to hire the best investigators money could buy to find him. It took them three days to find him. Might have been less if I had found the patched letter on the floor earlier. Matteo Leone. Pretty boy had a pretty name. He was twenty three years old. There was nothing much on him, except his family and his hidden hobbies. He was bisexual. The folder contained rumors that suggested he was living under his father's thumb. I couldn't fathom how any father could treat their own child like hazardous dirt. So, I had searched for more.

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

She didn't want to be someone he considered dispensable. She returned to her own bedroom. Her fingers brushed across the keyboard, and she fired up the newly updated Mine Hunter system. The system sprang into action and immediately started targeting the hackers active on the dark web, attacking their IPs and brute-forcing their devices. Cipher's sudden return on the dark web shocked everyone. Jonathan, Anna, Isaac, Kyle—nearly every hacker started tracking Cipher's whereabouts simultaneously. Just as Beverly was thrilled that she was helping, the bedroom door swung open. She froze under James' dark, stormy gaze. Her laptop was shut off instantly, and she was yanked to her feet.