Edric X Hunter Novels & Stories

In the brief moment before I finally slipped into the void, I faintly heard him speak. “Stubborn little Hunter.” ELIAS’ POV I watched the Hunter slumber, tracking the steady rise and fall of her chest with each soft breath. In sleep, she looked peaceful. There was no sign of the defiant female who had stared me down, or the sharp-tongued warrior who had riled Alistair into a frenzy. It still alarmed me how confidently she had provoked the idiot, despite having no means to defend herself. She’d even looked ready to fight me before her body finally gave out.

Hunter 30: A Moment of Ecstasy A sigh of relief left my mouth as I finished talking. I had finally said the words I had been longing to express, my confession a weight lifted from my chest. Yet, a sense of vulnerability lingered, a fear that my words might not be enough to bridge the gap between us. As I watched Hades sleep, my eyes filled with a mix of affection and appreciation. I know I am drawn to him, my heart captivated by his strength, his kindness, and his unwavering devotion.

Ronan asked. The man flinched, just slightly, but it was enough. I saw it in his eyes—the moment he knew we’d caught on. I bent down, grabbing his hand and turning it to the side, exposing the faint mark etched into his skin. My growl rumbled in my throat. "He's a hunter." "Fuck," he hissed, the rope snapping as his claws swiped through the air where I’d just been. He bolted, but he wasn’t fast enough.

It was as though Hunter had stepped somewhere beyond every realm we knew. That frightened me. Because if Chaos, Order, and the Sanctuary itself couldn't find him... Who could? The babies noticed his absence before anyone expected. Especially Xander. Hunter had somehow become his favorite person. Perhaps because Hunter never minded when Xander floated beside him while he worked. Or because he patiently answered every impossible question the little boy couldn't yet ask aloud. Whatever the reason... Xander missed him. Every single day. Without fail. He would crawl—or rather float—toward the throne room.

“But Aria, if you cannot handle it, you should call your sister. You know she…” “She has a badge as the most vicious young hunter,” I complete in a bland tone. “I know.” Of course, I know. It is all I have heard all year long. “But I can handle it, Dad. I have waited for the opportunity all my life, and I am not going to fuck it up.” My dad pushes further into the room, his bare foot padding against the wooden floor as he edges closer. I swallow, resisting the urge to cower away from him like I always do. Still, I feel my hands trembling by my side.

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

Everyone clapped except my cousin Rendall and some of his age and gender-like species. If looks can kill, he’ll be on the top spot. “To award the first-place hunter for this year’s competition, here is the foundation of Ambrose’s, Finn Ambrose!” The crowd went wild, all the beverages they’re holding were now being raised as a way to acknowledge my father’s presence. “To all the hunters who joined, I think I’ll have to train you more.” All the hunters bowed in embarrassment while the elders keep on teasing them. “My beloved daughter has been and will always be the greatest gift I’ll never get tired of boasting about.”

I walk up to them, and they both raise their eyes to stare at me when I say angrily from between gritted teeth, “I have found the murderer and he is a hunter. A man in the woods, just outside of town. The thing is that he has silver and is no normal hunter, he is a hunter of our kind. He is the one who killed the pups because he has their dead bodies just waiting to be skinned and hung. There little feet rest around his neck on a necklace made of them.” Appalled by what I just said, they both stare at me and don’t move. Then eventually Eric walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist before holding me close and I begin to pummel his chest with my tightly closed fists. “How dare

"So I hear you identified a Hybrid, well done" "Its not that much of a feat" Danté said reaching for his fridge "Beer?" "Yes please" Of the three hunters that made the final tryouts Danté and Vincent where like brothers, the third was a huntress named Xena and she herself was gone with the wind to Danté, he hasn't seen her in years. The two sat down and cracked the cold beverages "Anything I should know about her?" "Not much I can really say... Accept" Danté brushed his chin.

I do need to talk to her though because she knows more about these hunters than I do. “ alright! Madam Charlotte said if you would like to speak to her about the hunters you must apologize for being a dick” Creed said coming into the office slamming the door behind him “ being a dick? That’s really the word she used?” I asked tilting my head at him a bit “ no, but it works better than the kind polite words she used.” He shrugged, crossing his arms against his chest “ so are you going to apologize? Or do I need to do it for you?” He asked scrunching his eyebrows together