Elizabeth Hunter Reading Order Novels & Stories

As soon as they notice me, they turn towards me. “Welcome, Elizabeth Mannering, daughter of the Alpha,” They say, “Welcome to your Midnight ceremony.”

“I don’t think so. He hated being here, and he was after his companions down south, anyway. So, I think it’s highly unlikely that he would come back.” “I sure hope so,” her parents said. As they were huddling in the living room, they Mayhearts heard the villagers outside saying they heard howls and gunshots outside of town. Elise rushed outside despite the protestation of her parents. Crowds of men and women gathered outside with pitchforks and torches. They were looking north. She listened for the sound, and they were right. There were howls and gunshots coming from the north, where Perseus went.

Then it’s time I set the record straight. Lisa, they’ll never talk shit about us again. You deserve respect. “What are you doing?” Lorraine asked, confused, as I started pulling off my shirt. “The only guy here is out cold. I think it’s time to set a few things straight.” I walked over to Annie and handed her my clothes. “I’m Eliza Singer, daughter of Robert Singer, descendant of the Arches Clan’s beta bloodline. And just for the record—it wasn’t William who killed that insane vampire. That was me.”

The watchdogs had apparently missed the point that she had already Oberon’s child before their marriage and their marriage was based on the love for their son and not on their love for each other. “I came because he had not contacted me,” said the lawyer in frustration,” The other six have. It was the natural thing to do. After all he is the eldest of them all. The eldest heir of Cedric Killian Hunter. Do you have any idea that he would be treated like royalty in his father’s land? Because he is the royalty…” “The other brothers and sisters? All of them?” “Yes. And the meeting date has been set.” “Have they been able to complete their missions?”

**This is Book Three of the Guardians Trilogy. This book contains references to events that occurred in the first two books and spoilers for those books. It is recommended that you read The Broken Warrior’s Daughter and Alpha’s Guardian Angel before reading this, the final book in the trilogy. Eli I never expected to find my mate, much less in a small town in the middle of the Appalachian Mountains where I was just passing through. Even more surprising than her being under eighteen and nearly half my age, was the fact that she was human.

“Evan? What did she do to you!?” To be continued... This story carries on in book four, Heartbroken By A Hunter. I hope you're enjoying it so far xxx

As soon as she had sat on the grass, Hunter knew he should walk away, however, the pull to her was strong and he couldn’t stop his paws from moving him closer to her. As Elizabeth let out a low moan at the fragrance of the flower she picked up, Hunter dropped the boxers from his mouth and stepped even closer. For the first time with his eyes focused on Elizabeth, Hunter wasn’t paying attention to where he set his big paws, accidentally stepping on a small gathering of twigs.

Erik nods in agreement at my words. For a while, we sit in silence around her, each of us lost in thought. When Erik finishes his beer, he’s the first to leave for his room. Hunter stays a few minutes longer before finally standing. We exchange a look before he turns and walks to the door. We both know this won’t be the last hardship Elizabeth has to face. I stay beside her a moment longer, listening to Hunter’s footsteps fade down the hall. With a sigh, I rise and move to the chair in the corner by the window — the one where I usually read when the stress is too much to let me sleep.

Her eyes fell on a book with a black cover, the gold letters reading: “The Art of Breaking Chains.” She pulled it free, curiosity winning, and curled into his leather chair. The chair was far too big for her, swallowing her small frame, but she felt oddly safe in it. Before she realized, her eyelids grew heavy. The book slipped onto her lap as she drifted into sleep. Hunter returned late, his mood thunderous after the ring, after Geret. His mind was sharp, his body burning with violence he hadn’t been able to unleash fully. But the instant he stepped into the quiet house, he sought her.

Though pushed to the brink, they must choose whether to fight for survival or leap. In the study, Elizabeth sits by herself; the room is silent save for the gentle paper rustle as she scans through aged family archives. Though some are faded beyond recognition, the names are still readable on the aged yellowing papers. Running her fingers over the ink, she tries to fit the puzzle of her family's past together, her thoughts racing. The finding of her mother's concealed letter still troubles her; its contents draw her into an unknown reality—a universe where loyalty and treachery go hand in hand, linked with Alex's.