Edric X Hunter Novels & Stories

He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and laughed at Nate's smile. The Hunt was on, and the Kreil thought about how thrilled they were with how it had turned out so far. It couldn't have gone better if they planned it themselves. The Hunt had just begun, but the promise of a future with a feisty mate was the best motivation they could have used at that moment. It drove them on as they searched for a footprint on the beach, convinced they would find their mates before the day ended.

I don't even understand what this Lycan is all about, but I only know Grandma is despise this species as if they are suppose not to exist! “Stop, everyone...” I pleading, yet to my shock, they only intensified. Grandma said in authorize voice, “Yes! Let's do that! Save the future of the huntress!” I was shaken, look back Grandma, and barely said with my shaken voice, “Grandma, why...” But then I realize... I was so weak, and can't possibly stop them as they leave that night... for search a Lycan in every part of this world! “My weakness... cause the huntress to forget their ideal that night,” I thought, even now still think it's the right to not be the cause of their forgetting the purpose o

INTRODUCTION My name is Kacela. I am twenty-one years old, and I am a werewolf hunter. And I have a secret. I am a werewolf. I was raised in a family of werewolf hunters. My father, mother and older brother are all werewolf hunters, and I made my first kill when I was twelve years old. I am trained in weaponry and hand to hand combat as well as other skills that I use in the field, like tracking. I’m also exceptionally good at finding werewolves who don’t want to be found using a variety of techniques, but mostly common sense and computer skills. It’s a family business and it keeps us well employed and financially stable. We move around a lot because of it.

At that moment, I pick glance at the person on that gurney and feel the planet crushing on me. Hunter was in a pool of blood and fighting for life now with an intubation tube down his neck. I felt sick for a few seconds, and my drowsiness just made me step back, shaking so bad that I can't concentrate."Crystal, what are you doing? Crystal!!" The firm voice of my doctor wakes me up instantly, and I take a few breaths in my lungs so I will not throw up there."I'm sorry Dr, I apologise." I reply firmly as well trying to remain calm, seeing Hunter in this bad shape.

Not even Hunter has dared trespass. Taking a cup of coffee from the coffee maker, I prepare a couple cups and think about what I’m going to say to Stryker. Hunter walks in minutes later. He’s wearing his usual band shirt and grunge jeans over his slender form. Hunter is in his early twenties. He’s also one of the best tech hackers in the world. I found him working at a Pep Boys several years ago fixing computers for extra cash while doing illegal side hacking. I had done some background work on him before I brought him into the fold. He has been an invaluable asset since. He lived in the garage for a couple of years before he fell in love. He and his girlfriend, Maleah, are sickeningly perfe

My heart leapt into my throat as I screamed his name, my voice lost in the chaos. But Xander didn’t need the warning. His wolf turned sharply, his ice-blue eyes locking onto the hunter as he lunged. The man managed to fire, the dart grazing Xander's flank, but it wasn’t enough to stop him. With a guttural snarl, Xander brought the man down, his jaws closing around the hunter's shoulder and rendering him unconscious.

“But whatever you’ve found… I’m staying.” Evalina looked at him. His eyes held no pressure, no demand to be understood. He was just there—and sometimes, presence without pressure is the deepest kind of love. “His name is Elric,” she finally said. “We share 96.7% genetic similarity. And this document lists him as… Subject 03. My brother.” Hunter said nothing. “I used to think my childhood belonged to just two people—me and my mother. But it turns out… I’m part of something much bigger. Something inhuman.”

He was growing up so fast, he was a teenager now, looking at him reminded me of Micheal. My eyes drifted to the stamp on his hand, an Orchid. Only one person possessed that mark, he loved to label those he claimed. Cedric followed my gaze, his eyes landing on the stamp on his arm. He sneered at it in disgust. "When are you planning to kill him?" he demanded, his voice dark. I looked at him in shock, and he laughed mockingly. "I know, Luke Hunters," he said. "Your intentions have always been clear." He looked up at Rachael, who was still watching us from the balcony. "They all know. She is your handler, right?" he asked.

It was time to deal with some people. … "Mr. Cadman, please have mercy. I didn't realize she was with you…" Dexter had been brought back by Hunter's men. Looking terrified, Dexter knelt on the ground as he glanced at the fearsome man before him. Hunter looked at Dexter sharply before he raised his leg and kicked him to the opposite wall without hesitation. "Cripple him!" Hunter was a ruthless man with few words, except when it came to Lucille. Dexter endured the excruciating pain as he lay on the ground. He widened his eyes and trembled. He stammered, "N-No, Mr. Cadman. I-I know it's my fault…"

I was glad they didn't find out because I was sure they would kill me, but then, I couldn't believe the man I just saved was Xander. Hutton mentioned Xander as the son of Xavier, the man Lillian asked me to kill. I made a big mistake by saving him, but I can't tell why I am so happy he wasn't caught by them all. The Blue Moon Pack was among the ones who set the trap for him, and with the weapons I saw them holding, it was clear that Xander wouldn't have survived it. If that man in the trap is Xavier's son, then he must be different from his father; he doesn't look evil!