Edric X Hunter Novels & Stories

"One day Andre had worked on a newly molded shiny silver arrow and had engraved his name Winter which he is so proud of at the end of the arrow. In one of his hunting sprees, he had come across a vicious werewolf who was hell-bent on shortening his life span. In a bid to protect himself, he had to do whatever it takes. Unfortunately, he had nothing on himself except the newly forged arrow. On this particular day, he had no intention of hunting. Had only gone into the woods to get some wild fruits. Making use of the only thing that appears to be sharp enough, he thrusted it into the heart of the werewolf when it came onto him and right in front of him the werewolf let out a loud shriek, colla

He just shrugged it off in his mind and continue walking as if there is no metal bracelets in his feet at all, it takes slowly and hard but he didn't think of it, instead he focuses on his goal and that it to reach those people who is currently waiting for him in front. Dr. Malea smiled as Estella noted, "He is progressing faster than before." He can do it, she knows, he simply doesn't want to and doesn't trust himself enough. But now she's witnessing something different. He appears to be so determined to go to the front that he is already in the midst of the spot Estella has designated for him. Hunter isn't just an ordinary person, but he doesn't take their world seriously because he is so

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

"I have a lot that I need to explain to you, and I don't want to overwhelm you. She took a deep breath and nodded at me to continue. "As I said before, I am a hunter in an organization called The Vindicta. I have been training since I was ten years old. My parents were killed in an attack by a rogue werewolf and Liam, and I were rescued by Ard’al. He took us in and was a father to us. When it came time for the trials I won. I became a hunter and I've been going on mission after mission ever since. Ard’al told me when I became a hunter that we all have one destined person, a soul mate. We already have a bond, but it won't fully form until we accept each other completely."

My body ached as though the joints were going to separate, and I struggled to open my eyes despite the fact that my eyelids were heavy. I struggled for a while until I started to feel a little more awake. This is the first time I've encountered this situation since I joined the werewolf hunter group. As a hunter, my eyes also have a few advantages over an average human. Like now, even though I'm just in a closed, dark space, it's still enough for me to see everything thanks to the faint light emitted from the round lamp hanging above my head.

Dylan smirked at her silence and decided to share the details. “Hunter is Michael’s son whom Xander had trusted for his protection.” He rasped and let out a sigh. “See, Eve. Xander can get the protection of the police from anyone but that excludes me as they work under me. Hunter works as an undercover agent and his Dad knows it. So, Hunter is actually in a legal profession so don’t even think of him accusing as a goon. He works for me but what adds to your worry is that his father used to work for Dad which technically makes him obliged to work for me too. So, tell me can you stop Michael if he gets orders from above to arrest Xander for kidnapping my wife?”

"But not a word to his mother. The news might just kill her. Give the command to his siblings.” Viktor nodded, his relief noticeable in the sagging of his shoulders. He hurried out and I turned to Eric whose chest still rose and fell. It was clear his recovery wouldn't be an easy one. It’d be a miracle even. He’s a good man. Young and vibrant, the kind I wouldn't want to lose. No sooner had the door closed than Hunter's voice echoed through the pack bond. "I'm at the packhouse," he informed me. "On my way," I replied, already striding towards the exit.

Hunter got up and walked to the small window that overlooked the backyard. "You know, since we're being honest... I think there's a few things I should get off my chest too." He felt his palms get moist as he turned to face Walker. "Uhm... I didn't know when I did this, I mean, he mentioned being related to you but I didn't know you were my father too at that— of course nothing makes it right, I know. It doesn't matter whether I knew or not— it's still..." Hunter took a deep breath, shut his eyes tight and then breathed out. "I killed Marcus Grayman, your half-brother." When Hunter opened his eyes, George was watching him. George then got up from the bed and walked up to Hunter slowly.

Hunter and his mother, Terra, knew that Deirdre is nowhere safe for the heir of the Lornn Tribe. Ever since Kieran arrived in Hunter's residence in Vesta, Hunter took care of him and treated him as his son. Eric Travis, Ailene Ricca, and Levi Lewelyn were also there. Levi didn't mind, though since he really wouldn't mind if you, in turn, leave him alone.

But they're gonna get another thing coming; Hunter basically doesn't take other people's bullshit and he's not gonna start now. To make him more charming, he has practiced mixed martial arts since he was young, and has won a lot of golden medals; but he doesn't fight back when the bullies try to beat him up, he only just dodges to not let one of them end in a hospital. Adrien on the other hand is 17 and an egocentric jock. He's really handsome, charming with the ladies, not that smart and full of himself. But, he's not like every jock. You see, he may act all tough and intimidating; but, he's actually a childish, sweet and adorable big baby. And overall, way to trusting