Degrassi Hunter Novels & Stories

Hunter could do whatever he wanted. It wasn't like he had an upcoming game or anything. He could party all night long with the same asshole that put him in danger that night. I didn't give a fu_ And then I saw him. All the breath was knocked out of my lungs. Hunter was sitting in a booth at the back, legs spread out before him, and seated astride his lap was a curvy woman with dyed purple hair and full sleeve of tattoos. The woman was grinding on his lap, his fingers cupping the back of her head while their mouths moved over each others. The kiss was hot and dirty, and it looked like they were going to need a room soon. I tore my gaze away as a burn spread over my chest.

I would have done more but those jerks attacked me and I was forced to fight for some time and leave him alone. Carter and London just look at each other. "How many hunters were here, sweetie?" Landon asks his daughter. "I don't know. It was their leader, someone called Michele Manganiello, and maybe another ten hunters that were submitted to him." "Manganiello?" Carter asks in shock. "Do you know him?" James asks coming closer to Meredith to search if she is alright. "He is not a regular hunter, and he is a human with a special diet if I can say it this way."

and "Hunter's House of Cards Crumbles as Investors Pull the Plug." As the night progressed, news outlets continued to churn out headlines that painted a grim picture for GRACE. The city's evening newspaper, "Metropolitan Times," featured a bold headline: "GRACE Scandal Unveiled: Trust Shattered, Stocks Plummet." The article delved into the allegations of impropriety and betrayal that had tarnished Hunter's once-unassailable reputation.

I frowned at him. “I have to hunt!” He pushed me again and I frowned. He gently took my wrist in his mouth and dragged me towards the town. I yanked my hand out of his mouth and threw my hands up. “Fine! You ass!” I started stomping towards home and he fell into step next to me. I put my hand on his head and scratched his ear. “I’m sorry for being a bitch.” He stepped closer until he was pressed against my leg. We walked silently until I saw the deceased deer lying on the ground on the border of the town and forest. I looked down at him.

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

“You’re obsessed.” “It’s strange, that’s all.” “Yeah, I know,” she says. “But it’s supposed to be like that. Come inside. We’re having venison.” “Who killed a deer?” That’s usually my job. “Steele did it,” Lyra says. “Steele’s a terrible hunter.” She shrugs. “He’s been practicing with his darts.”

When they were close, Diya used River's eyes to survey the area. Gracchus had ropes tied around him, it looked like he wasn't breathing. The hunters were trying to lift his tail and the arrows were still in his body. Amosis hissed and crawled past Amyntas. Then it began to get windy and it looked like the ground was shaking. The hunters looked up. "Kill them", one of them said. The wind started to lift them up from the ground as Akakios got Gracchus' body. Suddenly the wind stopped and the hunters all fell to the ground.

“Bunch of sons of bitches!” Hunter growled, counting the neck of yet another mercenary who tried to stick his fangs into him, preventing him from trying to climb that mountain to reach his mate. Once again, he raised his head toward the cave where Corinne had last entered. He hadn't seen anything go in or out of there, but it was taking too long for there to be nothing in that place. And, hell, knowing that that bastard who'd tried to kill Declan was still lurking around, probably more than willing to do the same to Corinne, Hunter was more than willing to break the promise he'd made to her.

The crash as I hit the ground is deafening, and for a moment, everything goes black. I can hear the sound of hurried footsteps approaching, and then, suddenly, there’s a pair of strong arms on me, gently turning me over. “Are you okay? Can you hear me?" A deep, rumbling voice asks. I blink up at the sky and instead, I stare at the face of Hunter Graham. For a moment, I’m too stunned to speak, still reeling from my fall and the shock of actually finding him here. Up close, he’s even more breathtaking than the carefully curated photos I had found online and pored over. His chiseled features, his piercing hazel eyes, the way his tousled auburn hair falls across his forehead, it’s all so much mo