Dark Hunter Series Novels & Stories

For a few precious hours, our home felt almost safe. But the calm was a lie. It always was, with Caden Dovewood lurking. He'd known about Eve, a shadow always at my heels. His gaze was a constant, chilling reminder that my carefully built double life was his to expose whenever he chose. I'd lived with his eyes on me for weeks, enduring his presence at school, the forced closeness, the terrifying physical demands. The encounter with Richard, a desperate gamble for cash had only deepened my vulnerability, giving Caden more specific ammunition. My mind kept returning to Richard—a lonely man, yes, but also a symbol of how far I’d gone, how much deeper into the shadows I’d stepped. This new part

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.

The darkness within me smiled at the thought, and I couldn’t wait to see what happened next. As I stood in the auction house, a chill ran down my spine as I realized how much I was becoming like my brother, the very man I had killed to escape this life. I had shot him in cold blood to stop him from exploiting women, yet here I was, ready to bid on one like she was nothing more than an object to own. I used to see myself as different, as someone who would never fall into the same traps he had. I thought I was above his twisted choices, that I could distance myself from the darkness he embraced.

Here I was, nearing the end of my time in college, with no real certainty as to what the hell my next step was. I knew I wanted to get in government in some fashion, State Department, something like that. I knew it would happen or work out eventually, but right now I was feeling pretty low. And maybe that was the perfect time for a predator to seek me out. What if this guy was like Wyatt? I mean Haven said he was young and handsome, but everybody thought Wyatt was hot. I wouldn't even know it because we're going to be in the fucking dark. The idea of meeting a handsome stranger in the dark was kind of alluring to me I had to admit, but why not just ask me on a date?

♠️ ETHAN♠️ The warehouse district was a ghost town at night, rusted metal and broken windows, the perfect place for secrets. We moved in silence: Caspian’s team in black tactical gear, Dre and I flanking them. Thermal drones had pinpointed heat signatures inside the old cannery building. We breached hard, flashbangs popping, doors kicked in. Shouts echoed as Caspian’s men flooded the space. Brandon had Georgia pinned against a wall, knife to her throat, eyes manic. Jamila and Francesca stood nearby, guns drawn, duffels at their feet, ready to bolt.

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

He's just standing there, watching me. I want to ask if he's just going to keep watching, but I'm too weak to speak. As my consciousness fades, I hear popping and cracking sounds, catching a glimpse of Liam rising to his feet, his hungry gaze locked on me. Didn't he die? “You've got to be fucking kidding me,” I hear Killian curse. This can't be good. And then, darkness. -----------

"is whether or not you are alive enough to keep me." ********************************************** The council of hunters had gathered in the dimly-lit conference room, their faces set in stern determination as they discussed their next move. In the center of the room stood a large, circular table, around which the hunters were gathered. At the head of the table sat Alaric Van Helsing, his piercing gaze scanning the faces of the assembled hunters. "Our intelligence tells us that the rogue vampire, Drake, has been spotted in this area," he said, his voice low and authoritative. "We cannot allow him to continue his reign of terror unchecked. We must take him down, and soon."

Will he ever regret for what he did to Luna. What will happen between Melissa and Gabriel? Will she forgive him or move on. Indeed there are many questions. But your lovely author is ready to answer them. Oh no. Not with words but with my new story. Like I already once told you guys I have other plans for Hunter and that was my plan. A New Dark Romance Story of Hunter Knight. Monstrous Love. Monstrous Love is not a sequel of Billionaire's Madness but it's only a story of Hunter knight's life.

There was a Hunter in his hotel. The stench of death that clung to Hunters was hard to hide. The darkness, the evil in their souls, always gave them away. Hunters were human, but they committed so many heinous acts in their mission to eradicate all werewolves that he could never sense any humanity in them. Just death and darkness. He heard Layla’s elevated heartbeat behind him and turned to look at her. Her grip was so tight on the rail that he could see the metal bending between her fingers. He turned back to Britney quickly and gave her a tight smile.