Romans & histoires Ellie Stuart Hunter

I feel the tension in the air. “Hunter…you’re hiding something from me.” He sighs and takes both my hands in his, gently rubbing at my knuckles. “Elena, I wanted to tell you this at the right timing but since Helios brought it up, I might as well let you know.” I cock my head, my brows furrow and for some reason, I am betting a bad vibe from Hunter. “That day, I received a call from Clyde. He claimed he had captured my beloved and I rushed to Light Paw thinking it was you. And while I was there, someone stabbed me in the back.”

“Stella, she’s going to my parents. After she kills me.” “Not quite,” Ellie said, taking out her cell phone. “I’m going to kill her parents, yes. Or rather, my hired hitman is. He’s waiting in the bushes right now, at your parents’ house. All I have to do is give him the green light. Don’t worry, he’ll make quick work of it.” “Ellie, no,” I said, stepping towards her. But she stepped back. “I’m happy to hear you finally figured it all out. There’s just one part you got wrong though. I’m going to kill your parents FIRST, Cassandra. And you, my dear, are going to watch them die.”

Clank! Her sword collided with his before he got anywhere close. “Have you heard of a woman named Elaria?” she turned to Hunter with a smirk as she pushed him away. “She would drop five of you without breaking a sweat.” “Focus on dropping one,” Hunter leered with a manic smile on his face, coming for her again with force.

Witch hunters. “Archers!” Lira shouted. “Fire on my mark!” The hunters raised their staffs, and silver light erupted, slamming into the wall. Stones cracked, and a wolf screamed as the light burned through his fur. “Ellie,” Elara said, her voice steady. “Now.” Ellie closed her eyes, and the phoenix mark on her chest blazed. Flames erupted from the ground before the hunters, forming a wall of fire that swallowed their silver light. The hunters screamed, scrambling back, and the wolves on the wall cheered.

“And then there will be legal consequences. She can sue us for fraud.” Mr. Charles let out a sigh, utterly defeated. “Or… she might be exactly what she looks.” Taking a deep breath, I picked up the glass and walked back to the window, gazing at the city lights absentmindedly. That girl… was something! “That’s odd.” I murmured, sipping wine. In this world there were only two types of people: hunters and prey. And Ellie Hunt didn't look weak enough to become prey. She definitely came with an agenda!

his cousin once again made the chains around him suffer, making it clear that he would kill Hunter at that very moment, if he were free to do so “You are the puppet they used to continue to dominate this place and I know that very well!” “She never found me that night, William.” Hunter felt compelled to continue his claim, even though he knew there was nothing he could say to defend him, after what both his parents had done “She went into Owen's office and killed him, but ended up getting injured in the process. In the last moments of her life, my mo... Ellen didn't tell me anything about you. All she did was lie to protect the image I and everyone else had of her, as always.” He realized, f

“She’s a werewolf hunter. Jones hired her to come after you and the rest of the pack.” I stopped, looking at him with shock. “Really?” I started laughing. “She has no idea what she’s getting into, does she?” Earl shook his head. “I think we need to take this one seriously,” he said. “She’s the best out there. Took out Danny Elliot yesterday.” I was impressed. Danny Elliot was a bad wolf who took great pleasure in stealing as much money from humans as he could. There were rumors he would torture them a little if they were reluctant to “invest” in him.

Custom shotgun in hand, still smoking. Beside him, Alice Hunt. Armor matte black, face unreadable. Twin pistols raised like extensions of her thoughts. “Left side,” she said, voice calm as breath. Bang! Bang! Bang! Another werewolf hit the ground, twitching. The third figure moved behind them silent, composed. Layla. Hair tied back. Crossbow steady in her grip. No trembling. No fear. Just cold purpose in her eyes. “Where is Ruth?” she asked flatly. Zarin, bloodied and half-shifted, growled through his teeth. “She’s dead. Duke killed her.”

Before he could respond, a sharp voice whispered, “Oh no.” It was Ellie. She stared at Hunter with her eyes squinting slightly. “Is it… is it just me, or is Hunter kind of hot when he’s groveling?” Cassie nearly choked on her bottled water. “What?!” “I mean, he’s like all tragic now, and the jawline’s jawlining—” Cassie smacked her on the head with her clutch. “OW!” “You absolute menace. The man helped try to destroy our sister-in-law’s life!”

It’s rare to see her like this. Since childhood, Stella hated me differently. She was most aggressive and satisfied herself when she injured me. She was a wild one, and despite her antagonistic treatment towards me, I’m deeply worried and concerned for her. Her fiancé is the infamous Eliot Serhin. No one pays heed to his repugnant lifestyle since his performance as an excellent Hunter coats over it. But I was wary of his character when I listened to Mei reading me the News headlines and accounting for each Hunter’s achievements.