Ellie Stuart Hunter Novels & Stories

Ellie’s car was here, which meant she hadn’t left the grounds, likely due to the rain. I searched everywhere for her. Her bedroom was empty. She wasn’t in the kitchen or the solarium. She wasn’t anywhere in the house, nor the pack house. Eventually, I decided to check the last place I could think of: the barracks. Maybe she’d gotten hurt training or something. But she wasn’t there, either. There were just two warriors sitting at the round table, playing cards. “Have you seen Ellie?” I asked. They looked up at me. One nodded. “She went out to hunt down the boar.”

The one who murdered her mother was finally gone. She rolled her eyes at the thought of Aria. Thinking of that woman always brought a sour expression to her face. She wasn't going to let Aria ruin her day. She went back to brushing her hair. Ellie had finally gotten all that she ever wanted. She was living in the paradise she always dreamed of. She had found her mate— Alpha Gerald and this had automatically made her the Luna of the Moonshadow Pack. Her mate was all that she wanted. Loving and caring.

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

she winked at me. Ignoring her, I withdrew my aura, releasing everyone from my power. My focus was on Eric. He had some balls to challenge me, I’ll give him that. But given that he was the son of Ignatius Saul, it shouldn’t even surprise me. How did Elise feel about being mated to one of the hunter’s brood? The irony of it. After all these years of devoting herself to me, only to find a mate now. I looked at Sabelle. Did she have something to do with this? There were too many curious faces that turned towards us. Everyone wanted to know who this woman was, but no one dared to ask. I had more pressing matters to attend to than satisfy their curiosity.

I thought Vincent was a trustworthy person, so he told him, "I met Aliyah half a year ago. She is a hunter. She accidentally fell into Blood Moon territory and was caught by me." "What???" Vincent was so surprised that he stood up. Compared to me, when he bounced, he looked much funnier. My mood suddenly got a little better. "Is what you say true? Why is Aliyah a hunter? You're not kidding me, are you?" Vincent asked, panicking.

Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her. The woman was seated in a booth, taking the sixteen year old girls statement as another member of her team took fingerprints and pictures. Her long brown hair was tied back into a loose bun with a few strands of hair framing her face. She had a serious look across her innocent face, her large brown eyes soft and captivating but somehow determined. Her perky pink lips full and mesmerising as she spoke, she handed the girl her desk number, when she stood, he could see her more clearly, her maroon top fitted loosely as her detective badge re

He laughed. “It shoots blessed wooden stakes. It will work just fine.” “You’re a hunter?” he hissed, backing away. “What gave me away?” I smirked, not moving the gun. “What do you want? And what happened to you?” “Your guards put up a hell of a fight.” I smiled, “My employer wants back what you stole.” “I stole nothing, who is your employer?” he asked, annoyed. “The order has sent me on behalf of Alpha Rawlins, you have taken something important from his pack, and he wants it back.” I explained.

Creidhna stumbled back, and Goibniu paused his hammering, “Is that so? Well, now isn’t that a sight!” “Aye! You are a lass after our own hearts then! Just look at you! the red hair of our homeland and everything!” exclaimed Goibniu, coming around and looking me up and down. I wasn’t sure how to take their appraisal until Stella barked at them mentally. ‘Boys, Mother says you have something for Eileen!’ “Oh, Right! You are the huntress indeed! Me and Creidhna have been crafting something for ya for nigh on fifteen years! Shortly after you were born in fact! Just a sec!” he disappeared into the shop while Creidhna rubbed his hands.

They were like specially trained assassins and even supernaturals with all their abilities find it out to shake them off. That's who my family were, the Holmes. My father was a hunter, his father was a hunter then my great grand mother was a hunter and it went on like that, as far back as centuries. It was a mantle that has always been passed from generations to generations and it was my turn now. My name is Edna Holmes, the latest hunter from the Holmes family. I hunt wolves and vampires for a living. My reason? Mine was a little different from the others who fought to protect.

Juvia stopped mid-sentence. Tristian had opened his eyes as he heard Juvia’s words. He shot a cold glare at her. “I got a news that the worlds top assassin is now Lesley hunter. She has only been in the field for about seven to eight years. The former top killer had been a woman named Honey bone, but she was dead already. I have looked this woman up, and coincidentally, her looks resemble a little to Anne. Do you think Anne had done something as disgraceful as killing people behind our backs? I really don’t understand why she would exchange a life as our family’s miss for a life of a killer,” Juvia mocked slightly and she even felt a little disappointed.