Crimson Hunters Novels & Stories

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But the last paragraph makes Sera's breath catch: I'm scared, Aunt Chen. I think I've uncovered something bigger than I realized. The corruption goes deeper than just our pack. Elder Marcus has been selling information to a hunter organization called the Crimson Order. They're not like other hunters—they don't just kill rogues. They want to eliminate ALL supernatural beings. And Marcus has been helping them. I've told Sera about some of it. She thinks I should go to the alpha. But I'm worried Dante won't believe me without concrete proof. So I'm collecting evidence. Thomas is helping me hide it.

They weren’t fighting the pack; they were carrying a heavy, lead-lined containment crate. They had the twins. “No!” I roared, dropping Garrow and turning toward the nursery. But I was too far away. The hunters were already at the edge of the woods, where a silent, black-ops transport was waiting. Suddenly, a streak of black fur intercepted the transport. Killian slammed into the side of the vehicle with enough force to flip it. The hunters were thrown into the dirt, the containment crate sliding across the grass. Killian stood over the crate, his wolf form panting, his eyes fixed on the remaining hunters. He was covered in wounds—silver-burns and deep gashes from the mercenaries—but he looke

“You offered an audience. I have brought witnesses relevant to the truth.” “You have brought a traitor,” he replied. “I have brought evidence.” I inclined my head toward the elders. “With their permission, I will begin.” The eldest woman nodded once. “The Silvermane Pack bears witness. Let truth be spoken.” I turned to David. “Step forward.” He did, eyes fixed just short of my feet. “State your name and former rank.” “David Hunter. Former Beta of the Crimson Pack.” “Who gave you the order to ambush and kill the Alpha and Luna of Shadow Moon?”

When he spoke, his voice carried the weight of ancient death. “We are the Crimson Hunters.” A collective gasp swept through the room. The name struck terror into every elder present. Aurelia felt it instantly. A primal warning. The Hunter’s gaze locked onto her. “At last,” he murmured. Selene moved to stand beside him. Kael stared at her in horror. “You allied with them?” She smiled. “They serve a necessary purpose.” Lucian’s claws extended. “You’ve doomed us all.”

From Woodland. The gate crashed open. And hell broke loose. Hunters burst in guns a-blaze, silver-tipped bullets cutting through the blackness. My wolves met them head-on, a wave of fur and teeth, the moon sending their bodies burning in silver light. Snarls, gunshots, screams—it all collided into chaos. I saw Clementine first. Her wolf leapt like a flame, her red eyes bright and wild, claws ripping through a hunter’s chest before she sank her teeth into his throat. She was fire—reckless, fierce, unstoppable. She was Clem.

When I was at the training house, they didn’t like us allowing out wolves out as it could cause a fight between other Omegas trying to prove who was the best. Crimson was exactly as her name sake. She was a crimson red, now where near as big as the men but that was usually the case with werewolves. Her eyes were a dark orange but flashed red every now and again. We are forced to the backs of our minds while our wolves take over and run freely around the pack grounds. We head further into the forest surrounding the pack and come across a waterfall. Zev POV

“I was jealous once of your mother because, during the hardest time Adam and I ever went through, she was in the arms of my first love. I hated my mate for siding with my brother and longed to be back in Timothy’s arms.” “How did you deal with it?” “I sunk myself into the sleuth, grieving with them, leading them, and healing them. You are not meant to be a healer, Osprey. You are an Alpha, and Alphas need to hurt and destroy stuff. They need to hunt, kill, and be the best. That’s why you fight the boys that like Scarlett because you know she is yours and you can’t stand the thought of anybody else having her, just like your father felt for your mother. The sleuth had never eaten better than

“Let's move quickly, before the place above will be ruined. As the two notorious, ruthless, and top rank assassins, who already killed thousands of lives and never been failed in their own mission, are about to meet.” “If Crimson Blade, that girl has bounty on her head, I would like to also took her down. And have glimpse on her unrivaled face, face that no one can't describe nor ever see than the top high ranker assassins with the same level of skills and Aoi Akuma, her rival. But right now, I would not risk my life for something I can't gain a profit.” Meanwhile... Zitrey in black ninja outfit, stands firmly atop of people laid on the floor unconscious, with the blazing fire outside that r

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer