Core Hunter Novels & Stories

As I was trying to come up with a plan for taking down the last hunter on watch without being detected something came crashing out the window. It was one of the two hunters that were searching inside. The one I had just been planning on killing checked his friends pulse before cursing and jumping through the now shattered window. It seemed they found Mom and she was pissed. I could hear her wolf losing her shit. I jumped in just in time. My mom had her claws digging into the chest of the other hunter that had been searching the house. However she was not moving or completing the kill. The hunter who just came in from outside was holding a crying two month old Richard and in his other hand he

"I can't. I want to, believe me, but I can't." "Did they tell you the cargo we're suppose to retrieve is a Taken?" He dropped his eyes back to his food and nodded. "And you're not bothered by that?" "It's not my place to question it," he said, raising the bowl to his chin to shovel it in faster. "It's my brother Burney. It's Nick." He lowered his bowl to his lap. "How do you know?" "Aaron." "He shouldn't have told you." "I know." "Does Lillith know?"

You must believe me. ‘I never said you have,’ the inspector said tonelessly. More silence followed. ‘You know ... I was watching this thing on Discovery channel last week,’ the inspector turned towards Rishabh. ‘Amazing stuff ... the honey badger versus the King Cobra. This badger fellow, he weighs about ten kilograms and his head rises about thirty centimetres above the ground. And then there is the cobra. Five metres long and a venom so poisonous, it can strike down a full-grown elephant with a single bite. No one confronts a cobra ... But this small fella, the honey badger is afraid of nobody. The snake hisses and bites but it doesn’t scare the badger. The snake goes into the hole and the

In fact, I have a crush on this brand because it represents the golden color so well. The break starts and I grab the tablet to update the information, reply to all the comments, when I feel a chair join mine. “This is the corres…” I look up and feel like I am facing a Greek god. Hunter looks totally different now, in dress pants, black leather shoes, a white dress shirt with the first buttons open, and a black suit with the buttons closed. My jaw drops at the sight of his hair pulled to the side in a European style. “Can I sit?” he wonders. He had dragged a chair over from somewhere.

“Killer’s hard to figure out. But you know as well as the rest of us...he’s been watching you like a hawk. I don’t know his backstory, but I know he fucking hates women. Still... he’s interested in you. Don’t ask me why. Hell, don’t ask him why... he probably doesn’t even understand what’s happening to himself.” Wilhelm laughs and nods in agreement. “Beware of the madman,” he jokes. I smack his arm and lean back into the smooth leather, focusing on the next episode of Mindhunter. x-x-x-x-x • Killer • I’ve been pissed off all week, and I keep denying the reason. It’s not because that girl is gone. No way it’s her fault. I’m pissed that those pussy-ass Road Riders had the balls to shoot at my

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

Nicole shot him a glance and replied, "The Holder family is well-known among the Hunters." Lloyd was taken aback. "You're... a Hunter?" 'The Hunters, were something of a guild for hackers!' he thought. 'Only professionals could crack the URL to enter the website and create an account! Nicole's a Hunter?' "I'm Lucifer." Nicole swirled her glass of wine, her eyes wild. Lloyd suddenly trembled as his eyes began darting. "You're... Lucifer?!"

Anna Harris Hunter is a mafia! He isn't just in it, he runs one of the most infamous mafia organization. He told me about it so calmly like it was a piece article on environmental issues in a newspaper. I had spent the whole afternoon and most of the evening thinking about the shit that have been running around me. My Dad, my ex-boyfriend and Hunter, they're all a part of this swamp, a nightmarish thought for me.

I go straight to the point. "Cole Hunter can't be found in North America anymore. He's left to somewhere that we cannot find him," or maybe he's still here, but he has just outsmarted Hilary's trackers, "and trust me, I have the best trackers out for him, to keep tabs on him, but somehow... I have no idea." He finishes and I scoff. "The idea here is that your men are incompetent."

I take a step, focusing on getting to the pack house where my fate will be decided, when I feel someone cock a gun behind me. “Halt!” My heart flips. That voice. It isn’t the first I was expecting to hear. A thick lump gathers in my throat, and my hands raise above my head as he commanded. I close my eyes as his footsteps begin to echo behind me, making my pulse race erratically. He stands before me, and I raise my head and meet his smoky green eyes. Hunter. The son of Alpha Moon’s third Luna. The strong warrior and biker who handles the pack’s security affairs.