Dark Hunter Series Novels & Stories

He shrugged, turning his attention to his phone as he started scrolling, “some things are better left in the dark, Skylar. Now go get dressed.” Left in the dark? What’s that supposed to mean? I dropped the subject for now and went to take a shower, then got dressed. What’s up with boys and keeping secrets about each other? First, Xander refusing to tell me how he knew Dean is the noble blood. Dimitri didn’t utter a word about his father’s disappearance and Xander’s role in it. Dominic didn’t want to say how he and Xander met, even though it’s a simple question.

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

With my all-black outfit and combat boots laced halfway up my shins, I felt a little more like the hunter I used to be – before grey morality and love got in the way of my duty. The walls were made entirely of metal, glinting in the fluorescent lights. I shuddered, the heavy door clanging shut as the last of us trailed in. The felt tight in my lungs, as though these were the last breaths I would ever draw. I forced down the feeling, shoving it into a compartment alongside the one where I’d put my worries about Harper. The hair on my arms and neck raised. I gritted my teeth against the sensation, against the brimming darkness that reminded me of the night before.

‘I am weak, but I can try,’ she says and I nod. I walked up to the arena and jumped inside the ring, making the entire crowd gasp and roar in anger but I didn’t care. I shifted into my beautiful, big white wolf. Her fur shone brightly just like the moonlight in a cold, dark night. Right now, Hunter is in the darkness. And I want to be the light that guides him out of it. He needs me, and I’m going to bring him back. HUNTER’s POV Darkness. Cold, bottomless darkness. I couldn’t remember how I got here or why, but I remember that I was fighting my father… or should I even call him that?

Still confused about what he is saying because my dad has never discussed this with me before he died. “ I told your dad to discuss it with you but he always tells me it isn't time for you to know. Now he is gone you have to know your lineage. Like I said you are from the generation of hunters. Your lineage has always been the leaders of the Hunter's. Now your dad is dead, you are to take over from him. The mantle has been passed to you. Hunters are the ones who hunt werewolves.” I sobbed as tears trickled down my eyes. I couldn't hold it

More- I was curious. Anna grabbed my hand to protect me, and Bell did the same. I twisted the stem. The coldness leaped along my arm like an iced spirit freed from a spring. The blow was mild against the soggy bite of my own body. The hatch opened, and the darkness beyond was denser; it seemed to swell into the new side, smoothing shadow. We flinched away, opposed to touching this initial blackness. I was sure it was not nighttime yet. Anna gazed at her wristwatch, and it sent chills down her spine when she noticed the hands of the clock were juggling.

My hands kneaded her ass, spreading her open so I could fuck her even deeper, until she was arching into me, crying out with every stroke. I growled against her ear, my cock driving mercilessly into her soaked cunt. “That’s mine, Snow. Every inch of you.” Her nails raked down my chest, her body shuddering around me. Her breathless cries echoed in the dark. I couldn’t stop my hips slamming up into her again and again, faster and harder until the sound of our bodies colliding drowned out everything else. My cock throbbed deep inside her, and the pressure was boiling over.

"Your plan is insane. I won't let you execute my mate just because you're too afraid to see that supernatural beings aren't your enemy." "They killed your mother. Took her from me before you even got to know her. How can you defend them after what they did?" "Hunters killed my mother. The same hunters you're working with now. You've allied yourself with the people who murdered your wife all because they promised they could take away what makes me special. What makes me powerful." Cain appeared behind Marcus moving with the silence of a predator. Marcus didn't even know he was there until Cain's hand shot out and knocked the rifle from his grip. The weapon hit the ground and slid away as Cain

I had changed my name, my face, my entire life to escape him, slipping into this convent like smoke seeking sanctuary, and yet here I was, legs spread in the dark, recording videos of my dripping cunt for him under the name ShadowKing. Shame flooded me so violently I felt nauseous, yet beneath it coiled something far more dangerous. I felt dark, electric thrill that made my nipples tighten against the rough fabric of my nightdress and sent another rush of wetness slipping down my inner thigh. I cursed myself silently, my teeth clenched so hard my jaw ached. How could my body react this way to the very man I had stolen from? The man whose reputation painted him as merciless, calculating, a pr