El Cazador Quiere Vivir Tranquilamente Novels & Stories

Kael asked, glancing back himself, finding nothing but empty road and bare trees. "No." Her eyes didn't leave the horizon. "What worries me is that they don't have to. The Hunters I served under didn't waste soldiers chasing prey that was already walking into a trap on its own." Nobody said anything after that. I felt the silence settle over the rest of the ride, heavier than any conversation would have been. Cassian's recognition of the road grew stranger the closer we came to Veyra.

“Well, I still see a bird flying and like a bird, I do want to see the world and discover new things. I want to return the pearl to Sorrelia where it rightfully belongs and I want there to be peace and goodwill in the world.” Casser suddenly stopped in his tracks. Eldion and Wen turned to look at him, concerned that he was feeling ill as he hunched his shoulders and wrapped his arms around his waist. Then, all of a sudden, there was an explosion of laugher as Casser failed to suppress his own feelings at what Wen just said.

- Would you have believed me if I told you that the nurse next to you put an explosive device in your gown? -Yeah! I would have noticed - there was not time- He drives again while I look at him in disbelief, now I understand his approach out of nowhere I look at the road to the herd. - Let's see... And I guess they are the hunters - I say he nods - And why are they attacking us?! I was already getting upset and the truth is that I had a normal life. Boring but normal, perhaps I couldn't continue like this. - I don't know - he says - and I honestly don't understand, I haven't done anything wrong...

He drove the car to the side of the road, cutting off the engine, he turned to listen to me, with a sigh. At least I had his attention now. "I don't want to have to live and always be watching my back. I don't want security guards watching my every move, I don't want to stay here." At this point, I was on the verge of begging. "I want to have a peaceful life, I want to go far away, make new friends and be a normal teenager and be a normal person and have a normal life that's all I ask. I've gone through so much in this place I've gone to so much in this town, I lost my family here and I've been in 2 kidnapping cases I think I deserve a break "

Hunter continued, “he’s a lot like Hector. Neither of them are interested in love or relationships. It’s just not who they are. And the family business? Carlos gave it up. He left everything to his cousin. He’d rather spend his time traveling the world, taking pictures, doing… whatever it is he finds interesting. Honestly, I still don’t understand what he gets out of it.” I tilted my head, intrigued. “Photography?” Hunter nodded. “Yeah. He’s got this weird thing about capturing moments, or whatever he calls it. Says it helps him ‘see the beauty in chaos.’” For a moment, I saw a flicker of admiration in Hunter’s eyes, though he quickly masked it.

Yes, I am annoyed how he wanted to gave me a normal life despite the fact that he is an Ildefonso and he will be the next leader of Ilde Famiglia but I couldn't deny to myself that it flutters my heart. Even if I refuse to live in peace and solace since I become a Costello, deep inside my heart, on the back of my head. I wanted to have a normal life, I wanted to be an ordinary woman. And I experience a glimpse of it when I am with Sain Czar. Waking up in the morning only expecting a breakfast with my husband feels like ordinary. Taking a walk in the huge garden inside the mansion, my baking session, and waiting every night for my husband feels so new and a bit boring but strangely satisfying

I know this because I feel the same way. Hunter is about to win another world prize. It will be his second prize, and if he wins, it would be consecutive. Newspapers call him a rocket or something that could be as fast and shiny as he is on the field, and that he doesn't seem sad about not having the luxury sports cars anymore. I suppose they realised that he was going the family way and changed their interpretation of the once arrogant playboy!

Cheyenne let him go so he could concentrate. When he opened his eyes again, they were the light brown, hazel color they were before. “Well, all hell would break loose. We would probably be killed with a whole nation after us. Chaskai would skin whoever messed up alive and we would always be on the move.” “What about the hunters that keep shooting you guys now?” “We can handle them. It’s only like three people and they aren’t out there all the time. Now if there was a mob of some sort then we’d tuck tail and run.”

At this moment, regardless of his identity and mission, the cultivator turned into a stream of flowing light and fled away. This cultivator only has one thought in his mind: run as far as possible. If he was blamed by George Hans's family in the future, it would be a matter of the future. If he didn't escape now, he would definitely lose his life. The two guys who died before were the examples! Seeing that someone was running away, Gina Jones was about to catch up with him, but Caspian was faster than her. He pulled the bow and shot. Caspian straightened up and a burning streamer shot out, burning the sky and tearing the sky. In a flash, it caught up with the cultivator and exploded it into

I tried to imagine my life without hunting but I couldn’t, if we are being honest. What would I even do with myself everyday? How would I even live without being a Hunter? It was my livelihood. Not that I needed the money at all. It’s just going to be a very big culture shock going from something I had known and lived by my entire life, to suddenly dropping it all in an instance.