El Cazador Quiere Vivir Tranquilamente 소설 & 이야기

"Hunter's status is like a defeated warrior in a battlefield who makes sure that everyone goes down with him. He's heading to a place where he won't see for the sun for a long while. Are you trying to give a monster an opportunity to dictate our peace?" "I'm only allowing truth to dictate our lives", I responded almost immediately. "I have spent months only to realize that my every steps and actions are being recorded. Not recounting that the family I placed hope on had their dark secrets which I didn't know. Honestly, I'm fed up with that life and I deserve to know the truth. If there's anything, please let me know about it. Don't do this for no reasons but for the life we wish to love and

I looked outside the window and saw nothing unusual at all. Well, except the fact that we're in the freaking mountain and in the middle of a forest! What has gotten into Ezekiel to have such a place in this kind of area?! "You're probably wondering, right?" Hunter suddenly asked, but I didn't look at him. "The Riego's are known for living an extravagant life, almost the same with the nobilities or even better than that, but something like this exists in a secluded place?" Hunter laughed at his own question before I faced him and our eyes met through the rear view mirror. "This is just one of many headquarters he has. Would you be able to survive seeing everything in each of them?"

“Sometimes I feel like I’ve forgotten what normal even feels like.” She nodded slowly. “Same. It’s like we’ve lived a thousand lives in a year.” I gave a quiet dry chickle. “I just want peace, Joyce. I want to live a quiet life with Vince. No guns. No enemies. Just us. A little house, a yard, maybe a baby or two… and I want Luca to be okay. I want him to come back.” My voice cracked on the last part. That’s exactly when the knock came. Not the nervous tap of a courier or a hesitant visitor. It was firm.

“Here and there. I spend most my time on the road. Seen a lot of this great country. Met a lot of fine folks.” Then Chase understood. Taz was part of a dying breed, men so obsessed with rodeo they’d given up anything resembling a normal life. The lure of a championship buckle proved too strong, and like an addict, Taz couldn’t separate himself from his fix of possible rodeo glory. Being a rodeo cowboy was all he knew. All he wanted to know. Chase remembered being at an event with Colby, and the late night conversation at the campground about old timers competing on the circuit. Both Colby and his traveling partner, Trevor Glanzer, swore they’d quit before they gave their entire lives up to t

“You saw it. This person tries to steal our cars in broad daylight. Mr. White has given word to catch the thief by any means. Don’t worry. He has you covered if you incapacitate or kill him.” Hunter emerged from the showroom and stared at Kaze grimly. When did he become a car thief?” Kaze’s eyes glistened eerily. “Hunter, tell old Angel he’s welcome to kill me. Don’t try to make up a ridiculous excuse.”

- 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...

“But we’re still watching. Eyes on the ports, clubs, phones. If anything moves, we’ll know.” I poured another round for all of us. “They deserve to fade,” I said. “Let ’em rot in the shadows. We’ll stay alert. But I’m not chasing ghosts. Not right now.” “Yeah?” Petrov asked. “What do you want right now?” I leaned back in the chair, eyes on the glass. “I want peace,” I said. “I want quiet. I want to love my wife. Nothing else matters right now.” They didn’t argue. They didn’t have to.

I muttered into the air. My mind wandered again but this time to a man with my eyes probably gathering a army by now. And I'm here,still finding it hard to throw a knife properly. I closed my hands into fists. I just want a peaceful life. A life that wasn't fall with prophecies, wolves,rogues,or Lycans. I just want to be normal. But I know more than anyone else that everything around me was far from normal. And I have two chooses to pick from – either to run away and probably get killed on the way or pick my sorry ass off the ground and tra

he stated. Warren was the Beta, what could he have possibly said to make him think this much. “Where he lives, or rather, where he lived, he heard a piece of information that hunters might be storming our lands.” I cocked my head, “That sounds like something they would do though.” Hunters would always do that, why was it something to think about. “Well, that was what I thought as well until he mentioned that they were in search of a white wolf, in this case it's more like silver.”

I heaved a slow sigh when the thought popped into my head because I couldn't remember when was the last time my mother and I had a good conversation without arguing and blaming one another for the mistakes of the past. It was so peaceful in Mountain Pack. At Hazel's home to be more specific. I decided to forget about everything just for a moment and live a carefree life. A life where I didn't need to worry about being the most powerful king and shading more blood for people to fear me.I just wished life could be this simple.All I'm longing for is to live a peaceful life with Hazel and our pups...