Edric X Hunter Novels & Stories

Lucia "W-welcome home, Hunter." I stammered, my mind still trying to wrap around this discovery. The last time I had seen Hunter was the night he had held a gun to my husband's head. Back then, he had been a thin, scrawny boy with acne. He had always been quiet, and steered clear from me. The step son I remembered was a shy, nervous kid who wore clothes that were two sizes too big and always had headphones on. This large man in front of me was the complete opposite of that boy.

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.

The doctors claimed that the chance of him ever waking was less than impossible. It took everything in me not to smile as I saw the look of fury on Hunter's face morph to the point that he was absolutely murderous. I attempted to console and comfort him. However, Hunter had gone off the ledge. I saw firsthand why he's called the Reaper. This was the exact reaction I needed him in order for my plan to be successful. Though I knew the next stage of my plan would not be nearly as easy to complete. Damian Stone had turned into a formidable opponent. His hacking abilities make him a far stronger opponent than any of us combined. I needed to be careful as to how we approached this. While Damian ma

The male hunter stared at the two women beside him, helpless. “No… you’re a monster! You wanted more power, you bastard!” one female screamed and rushed at Duke, but he turned and vanished, faster than any of them could chase. Ruth stepped closer to the man who had died. His face was familiar. He was older than most of the others, a peacemaker trying to prevent the coming war. Ruth’s gaze softened, then hardened as she realized what Duke had done. Before she could mourn further, more hunters entered the warehouse. Ruth didn’t wait. She turned and left.

Those are the Headmaster's orders, and I also kill the ones that are a threat to humankind. Now don't be mistaken. I'm human. Most hunters and assassins are. But I'm more skillful than others. They started to fear me more when news spread that Xavier, the back death the Hunter, destroyed a whole pack,k including their Alpha, and a nest of vampires killing their queen, all by himself. They didn't add that the pack and nest were evil in the news, though.

Hunter paused, if only for a brief second before he continued, "I think I love her." * * * I looked down at my hands on my lap. What have I done? I should not have eavesdropped. Now it would haunt me for the rest of the day or maybe for even longer. The annoying thing about eavesdropping on the phone call was that I had no idea what the other person was saying so I had to fill the blanks myself. From what I had heard, there were two things for sure: Firstly, Tyler was Villain X. There was no denying it. I had heard Hunter beg him not to hurt me before. Why on earth would Hunter beg him to take my name out of his hit list if not because Tyler was the person behind all of the pranks?

It was the bitterest one he had taken ever, but it tasted like herbs, so it might be safe. "You did well ... closing that portal as soon as they baited you here," the swordsman said. "Who are you?" Arth had to ask. The man smiled. "I knew it from the first time I saw your blue eyes earlier ... your father and I grew up and battled alongside each other until that war came ..." he sighed. "I am Grand Knight Edric Godthorn, a true friend of your father since our childhood." Edric turned towards the long-haired man who was looting the dead demons. "That one is our silent but a determined accomplice. You can call him Hunter Jack."

“What do you mean?” “I mean exactly what you’re thinking but are too afraid to say out loud.” Hunter looked me dead in the eyes, his voice strong and confident. “Have you ever wondered if… if maybe, Xavier isn't the victim? That he’s the one playing the big game, the one controlling the pieces while everyone else thinks he’s trapped?”

His door room exploded and the beast of fear sped in with blue fire emanating from his whole body. "At last we meet" the beast howls and speeds towards him. Eddie tried to escape but there was no way for him. He clings to his wall room, terrifying and breathing hard. The speed stopped on getting towards him. The beast then changed back to the hunter which got Eddie relieved. The hunter looks like Eddie himself which got him confused. "Who are you? " Eddie managed to ask in fear. "I'm Deaton by the name" the hunter replied to him, sitting down on one of Eddie's chairs.

Eric "Hello, Eric. Would you like one?" Hunter greeted as he held up his blunt. I narrowed my eyes at him and walked over, taking a seat in one of the two leather bound chairs in front of his desk. I ignored him, instead, pulling out a cigarette from the pocket of my suit jacket. Using my lighter, I lit it while holding the cigarette in between my lips. I blew out a cloud of smoke as I looked at Hunter. Our history was murky. We used to be friends, then enemies, and now we were in some sort of ceasefire.