Erin Hunter Survivors Novels & Stories

That was his cue and confirmation that they were truly here now. Hunter entered the room. He saw his parents and Hector – as if they had already started talking about something important. And he knew that it was about their plans in eradicating the enemy’s base. “Are you okay now?” His mother asked – seriously but there was a hint of worry laced in her voice. Hunter nodded his head. Hera Black nodded her head – as if she could finally breathe properly and with relief, knowing that her son is finally safe. “You have saved that girl.” His father, Hudson Black, pointed it out.

However, the more I dwell on it, I know there's only one real question I need the answer to. "How is he?" I ask. "I'm not sure. We lost contact with him after he arrived back in Colombia. It seems your guess was right. Silvio had been drugging Tomás. One of the doctors from the hospital informed me that Hunter held the team responsible for keeping Tomás in a coma hostage. He killed many, if not all, of them in pursuit of a cure. Once he found a doctor willing to help him, he removed Tomás from the care of the hospital, and no one knows what's happened since. Hunter hasn't responded to any of us; it's almost as though he's cutting himself off from everyone. Almost as if..." Ash begins, only t

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

When I saw my father, I could no longer hold on and fainted. “Who in Jinvell dares to hurt my daughter? You have some nerve! “Patch my daughter and son up immediately!” Hunter and I were then lifted out of the glass enclosure. The rescue team worked quickly, and I barely survived. Hunter’s injuries were worse than mine, and he was still unconscious. I was covered in bandages from head to toe, and I held my stomach, which had finally stopped hurting.

Now, we will be in danger if the werewolf hunter finds our location! "What did you say, alpha? The beta leader encountered the werewolf hunter?!" Kasper was stunned after hearing that voice. Flint and him slowly turned around their back just to see that the leaders of the village and some representatives of the different kinds of werewolves are now in their back. "We demand an explanation!" They firmly said. Flint and Kasper use their mind link. "Oh, no! We're doomed!" "It's just you!"

The little monk said. The hunters were the core forces of the Inuit. The day before yesterday, only with the help of the master of Babylon did Herbert kill Kevin, the leader of the hunters. Now that two of them had died, the Inuit wouldn’t let them live it down. Now that the man was not here, if the Inuit sent someone here, they might become the victims of anger. "Yes, it's time to go." Someone responded, nodding. If they didn't leave at once and if the survivors of the Inuit came, they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

The substance (named Virax after the two Hunters that created it) that had been injected into the redhead rarely led to a favorable ending for most Hunters even with the first dose. Gillian had nearly died, if not for the quick response team that flushed the first dose of Virax out of her body. Aiden had barely been able to take a second dose, and had to wait a long time before he got it. He hadn’t gotten the third dose yet. And likely, he never would. Out of the entire Hunter population, only he, Damon and two others, had been the successful results with Virax. And now, Anna. He murmured to himself. “For a human with no combat skills, you are pretty resilient, aren’t you?”

Hunter declared “I insist, please,” she begged him. She got her phone and called Melanie. She asked to meet her as soon as possible. Being a good friend, Melanie drove to Ludo and found her with Hunter. “Is that….?” Melanie paused. “Yes, that’s Hunter. I don’t have time to explain things now but did you hear about what happened in Chisoti village?” “Yes, don’t tell me he did…” Ludo interrupted her, “No. Apparently, he’s the hero and there are some people looking for him and the last surviving child of the dead chief. He needs a place to crash.”

She was led into Nikjin’s lair by an uncharacteristically joyous Cheyenne who has been in a good mood since their last conversation in the hut earlier today. When Erin came face-to-face with her mate’s killer, she thought her knees would buckle with fear but instead, her stomach clenched and her spine stiffened in anticipation of what he might say or do to her.