Dark Hunters Series In Order Novels & Stories

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

Tommy immediately understood the flow of this strange conversation. "Listen, potato woman. In this organization, the entire Hunter is only thirty humans. And you're the 1456th who entered the organization. If only we didn't notice you as The Hunter in your coffee shop, sooner or later, you would be put into small pieces even though your bones can no longer be put together for an autopsy because of the devil's actions." Iris was silent with her mouth slightly open. She was a 1456th Hunter who entered the organization. A number that didn't matter to remember, and Iris immediately touched her forehead.

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

She opened the tops of each bottle and set them down next to her supplies. Howling pierced the night. “Not now!” She moaned. This was poor timing. Reaching in her black bag, she pulled out the pistol that only hours before had served her so well. Pulling her body up to full height, she took a deep breath and walked to the front door. She stepped out onto the porch and with no time to spare shot the pistol directly into the chest of a leaping demon creature. If she’d hesitated for a mere five seconds longer, it would have reached her. The beast exploded and disappeared. She spun to the left and shot again; grazing another beast, but not killing it. The wounded creature yelped and lunged f

Before dawn, the first hunter had successfully found Dax Riven. It was not an easy tax. The air around Dax shifted. It was thick with old magic that was sharp and invasive. He woke up instantly and rolled from the narrow cot before a sharp blade sank into the wood where his head lay seconds before. He stood up snarling with his blade already in hand. The hunter walked out of the shadows, cloaked in Council black and his eyes glowing with ritual light. “By older of the Council—”

I sigh hard as I pace, leaving Damian in the middle of where I’m speaking from. “The reason Declan came looking for me the way he did is because of you, Damian.” I stop my walk and look straight into his eyes. “Declan is the only adult beta male left in that pack that was loyal to Hunter and Melina that wasn’t killed and hasn’t run off. There have been several gamma and delta level wolves, both mated and unmated males and females, that have attempted to get help from us that were chased back to Blue Ridge. All of them felt your aura, angry and oppressive before they ever saw you. They described a jet black wolf with four white feet and bright blue eyes tackling them to the ground. Sinking hi

- he added, glancing at Alex and smiling broadly. - It's your merit too, you've thought of everything.- I admitted before placing my hand on his shoulder to make him look at me again.- I have a question related to this... Did you knew by any chance that hunter was following you?- I asked after a while. - Of course, after all, I am a vampire who has lived more than 300 years, it's not so easy to follow me in a way that I would not notice it.- Oliver replied, looking at me.- I wasn't sure who might have sent him, but I figured it might be your mom's idea.- he added.

We cuddled together tried to sing each other lullabies before one of us slept off and the other followed suit. ¶•¶•¶•¶•¶ 'Seth'. 'Handel'. 'Arman'. 'Isabelle'. 'Orion'. Stephanie'. 'Usher'. 'Maude'. 'Mimi'. 'Zofi'. 'Those are the 10 hunters taking off tomorrow'. 'They will be dropped at the west of the Carpathian mountains'. 'Alina?'. 'Ma'am?'. Alina stood at attention and I wondered if she was a former soldier. 'Make sure to remind the cooks that the hunters who are going for the hunt tomorrow should be fed 'specially''.

“You’re quite resilient for such a small thing.” He crouched down beside her, lifting her chin with two fingers. She flinched as light caught the obsidian tattoo snaking down his throat—an unholy mark of the Order. “You’ve cost us time, girl. Time we cannot afford.” He traced the blade along her jaw, almost lovingly. “Tell me where she is—the wolf, the Huntress. Tell me where the child will be born.” She spat blood at his boots. He smiled. “Still defiant.”

He chuckles, wiping out his tears one more time. “The battle among the Hunters, vampires and witches lasted for years before it finally ended. This war brought envy, division and confusion. Nobody was genuine, nobody could help without wanting something in return. The world just changed.” “These Hunters really went all out for what reason exactly?” “They have total hate for vampires and believe that we should not live because their religion tells them so.” “So they destroyed everything and everyone? Then what happened to you?” “When this war began. The vamps swore to stand by each other, being our brother's keeper. Watching each other's backs.” He breaths heavily.