Edric X Hunter Novels & Stories

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 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

"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."

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.

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

Eric Chan looked like a businessman. Marisa Darcymuttered to herself, "Cameron Hunter is very fond of Olivia Bush, and never shies away from business matters, so why would he not let her in? Was it Cameron Hunter's intention, or was it a deliberate retaliation by Alex Brown or Eric Chan? "No, I have to go to my darling!" She raised her voice and made a move to barge inside. Eric Chan's arm was still raised in mid-air, his face unmoving, as if he was sure she wouldn't dare to run into him.

“Adrian’s clean, Eleanor. His file, his history – it all checks out. He’s not manipulating her. He doesn’t have a hidden agenda, no personal vendetta against Whitaker beyond what Evelyn’s investigation has shown him. He’s a tool Evelyn’s using to get answers, a shield she’s unknowingly deployed. And frankly… I’m glad she has someone like him watching her back. He’s competent.” Eleanor let out a low whistle, a soft, almost imperceptible sound of surprise. “You’re getting soft, boss. Trusting someone outside the usual parameters.” Hunter gave a mirthless, fleeting smile, a flash of his old, cynical self. “Don’t mistake caution for softness, Eleanor. Or strategy for sentimentality. I’m simply r