Elizabeth Hunter Books Novels & Stories

I dare not ask, I do not need to add his pain to mine. I stood there not knowing what to say or think. thinking about Eliza being pregnant, My rage returned, and Garrett could tell what was happening. "Hunter, you need to hunt, not only that you need time. I know Bathilda, I hate her as well. She is plain psychotic, as you have learned but very lethal". I struggle to accept his words "You are going to need time, training, and strength to face her again". I heard what he said, I did not like it but, I had to trust his experience. He was right, she was psychotic and lethal. Eliza and I died, we never saw her coming, never noticed the monster living right next door. "Take me out hunting, show m

Kira couldn’t help but laugh. Elizabeth came from a family of doctors. Several large hospitals in Hemsworth and Skyrim were owned by the Bright group. Elizabeth was also proficient in pharmaceuticals and medical skills, so it would be very easy for her to hurt someone. “Actually, I do have a favor to ask of you two.” Elizabeth and Aviana said, “Sure, go ahead!” “Actually, it’s…” Kira cleared her throat. “I want the Dante Chair that William had Elizabeth bid on at the last auction.”

The man disappeared down the hallway and closed the door from outside, but would deal with that later. My eyes landed on the file written Elizabeth Hunter. I remembered what I saw online and what my private investigator told me and a smile formed on my face, broader than before. I snatched the file and laid it on the desk. The smirk on my lips, deepening as my eyes landed on the small, starved girl in the photographs. It was her. No doubt. The same sneaky eyes, even if the rest of her had transformed. I recognized Lilith instantly. We were right. Elizabeth Hunter was indeed Lilith!

Night settled. Elizabeth lit a single candle and set it on the table. She did not cook. She did not feel hunger. The day’s events sat too heavily in her chest for that. She washed her hands slowly. The water ran clear. Her skin remained warm beneath her fingers. When she pressed her palm to the faint shadow at the base of her throat, it pulsed once beneath her touch, so subtle she might have imagined it. Elizabeth went to bed earlier than usual. She lay on her side, facing the wall, listening to the house creak and sigh as it cooled. The candle had been extinguished, but the darkness felt uneven, thicker behind her than before her eyes.

My brows furrowed, and all the boys looked at me like I owed them an explanation. "What? I'm not interested. Tell her that." I passed the message to Nathaniel. He's the only one here that has connections with Snow. "Better not to make a bad move, Elizalde. You can't trust her," Faust voiced behind me. I didn't notice he was now standing, grabbing another cold beer. "Hang on, Snow and Elizabeth are siblings, right?" Neo asked. "Step-sister. Not blood-related, Neo," Nestor answered.

Natasha I ran my fingers along the spines on my favorite shelf on the bookshelf in the corner of my room. This shelf was where all of my romance novels sat waiting to take me to another world where I could explore all of my fantasies that I was too embarrassed to verbalize. I picked up a newer book, that I had bought, up on a whim. It’s synopsis boasted of a reverse harem shifter theme that had intrigued me from the jump. I put it in my bag to read by the fountain in the middle of town later that day.

“Huh?” Elizabeth laughs. “It’s okay. I don’t really have any plans other than showering and reading a chapter or two from my book.” “Are there zombies in your book?” Edward’s eyes widen. “Actually, yes.” Elizabeth fills her plate and joins us at the table. “It’s a romance set in the zombie apocalypse. It’s really good.” “Can you read it to me?” “When you’re older.” She smiles and then digs into her food. We eat in silence, and I’m a little jealous of the innocent way Edward is completely oblivious to how fucking awkward things are right now.

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.

Nightwalker's eyes dazed away as if reliving a memory, " Did you know he used to pray to God for protection over his future mate? He would do that even after this incident. My Xander boy would talk about how he will take care of his mate and make her the Queen of his heart. I know my Xander is still in there somewhere, but you got the shovel sweetheart. Only you can dig him out of his grave." I felt my own heart begin to ache. I didn't like the Xander I saw, but I wanted to bring the one that I knew back. But I didn't know how "How do you know I can do that?" She gives me a knowing smile through her tears, "You're his Elizabeth, his Izzy." My eyes widen so much that I think they're going to

King Uther put my hand in his, and Elliot thanked him. Elder Cedric started, “We are gathered here today to crown Prince Elliot’s mate, Elisabeth Fox – Beard, as Princess of the Northern Kingdom of Dragons. Elisabeth has been key in finding abuse, wherever it may be, and destroying those who commit it, within the law. She has an uncanny ability of finding out the best place to take the accused and have them tried and punished. She is also humble enough to know when she needs to ask for help. She has been kind to the people she has rescued, including going to see them weeks after the fact to make sure they are well. She likes to set them up for speedy recoveries and makes sure they have all t