Ghost Hunter's Daughter Novels & Stories

Hybrid". Callum stuttered. He was more normal than before, still not fully. Stephen smiled a bit. "Hybrid. It's a mixture of Vampire and Werewolf. My Mother was a vampire. Mated to a Wolf. Which is fatal by the way. But she had some supernatural powers so... My Dad.. A pure blood wolf. He was the Alpha of the pack. That made my mom Luna, second in command.

He encouraged people to grieve, yet he hadn’t, and it had been years since her death. He gets to his feet, “Thanks for the drink.” “You’re not going to talk about her or Dottie, are you? It could be important given what is going on.” “What do you think? Now tell me, where can I find my daughter?” I let him know where she is, and he nods as he struts out of the kitchen, slamming the door behind him. The Hunter, aware of others' souls, couldn’t see that this was holding him back. “Hey?” Silas mutters as he slowly opens the door, “Can I come in?”

I almost spilled the juice I was drinking because he suddenly grabbed my arm. When we passed by, we simply looked at what was inside. I was surprised to see Toshi and Kylo with other men talking Hunter and I finished a bucket of beer before we left for the morgue. I will prove to him that there is a ghost in our area and that ghost could be me. If I'm the ghost, then Hunter's grandfather really did pass the curse on to me - the curse of being a ghost. I sped up the operation of my tricycle even though I shouldn't be in a hurry. I can still hear Mom Carol's scream in my head when she chased us. Where are we going? Hunter and I couldn't even turn to him.

"When I was living in the human world, I met my best friend. She was like a twin sister to me sent from above. We had great memories together, but..." "But?" he asked, his brows furrowing as he stared at me. "Her name is Hazel. It turns out that she's the daughter of Mr. Calderon, the leader of all the hunters who were killing half of the population of the wolves. They became wealthy because of selling the wolves to the black market, chopping their bodies up for their personal desires." "How did you know that she's the daughter of that hunter?"

“Come, daughter. Let’s do what needs to be done to get the old man off the horse and doing what he came here to do. I don’t know about you, but I can’t leave this place fast enough.” Melody hugged her chest as she allowed her father to lead her into the mess house. “I admit, I’ll be glad to see the last of this place.” When they were inside the main room and the door was shut behind them, she turned to her father and asked, “Do you think these ghosts, or whatever they are, are affecting the sheep?” Adam cocked his head in thought. “In what way, daughter?” “Their meat. Do you think they are altering the meat in some way? I’m just trying to understand what it is that’s made Ian change so.”

That would mean she is their daughter like Hunter George mentioned. Wait, how did a hunter father a pure-blooded witch? Something’s off and I’m not leaving without answers.

Chuckling, i made a move to drag the curtain but her voice stopped me. “If you kill me, you’ll never see your mother again” I froze, watching her cautiously. What the fuck was she going on about? My mother died a long time ago. In the hands of hunters. “What the fuck are you talking about?” My voice is so low, even I can’t hear it. She certainly does cause a glint enters her eyes. “Your father needs the blood of your brother’s pet to bring your mother back to life. She’s the daughter of the hunter that kill your mother. And her blood is half witch”

“All he said was that she was murdered by a hunter mob. Hunters haven’t been active in centuries. Not since we revealed our existence to the world.” “It’s a start. I can put my people on it. The guild in Cerathe was disbanded when Ava took the throne, but Alistair is still in touch with former members. If there’s any information on them, he will be able to find it.” Lucas sighed and pulled me closer to him. Breathing in my scent helped to calm him after particularly stressful events. Finding his daughter almost eighteen years after her mother vanished, pregnant with her, qualified as one of those events.

Perhaps, aside from the misery of never getting to drain her blood down my guts, it’s the impeccable features she so meticulously inherited from Morgana, the descendant of my worst enemy. Mona Arlert…the only Hunter to have ever gotten me cornered singlehandedly as she did many other powerful Vampires during her reign. Her daughter is just as formidable and overwhelming. Likewise her first granddaughter, Erza. Their esteemed lineage has never faltered to birth an elite Hunter. “Shut the door gently on your way out” I instruct her flatly and she obediently responds, “Yes, sir” As the door shuts after her departure, I lower the old cringe romance novel from my face and train my scrutinizing ey

Chapter 3 Morana’s POV I raised my gaze towards Logan, his eyes brimming solemnly. He was deep in his thoughts. That’s the look in his eyes I could never overlook. “What do we do?” Vincent asked. His gaze shifted between the two of us. Logan stood up from the bed and turned towards his Beta. “Who is she, exactly?” he muttered unknowingly. “She’s Violet Harrison, daughter of the Hallow Hunter’s pack,” Vincent simply replied, and that single sentence said it all.