Good Hunter Story Novels & Stories

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

"Oh yeah, what is it " "Well I want to resign from being a hunter " "Oh I see , so why is it that you want to leave " he ask putting his files away then giving me his full attention " I have a mate now and I told him that I would return " I look him in the eyes then looked away fiddling with my thumb "Elizabeth you know the rules hunters don't usually resign unless a critical injury " "Yes I know but I have to return to him please I'll do anything you want me too" he sighed and rubbed his head looking more stressed than the last time I saw him

After dropping Aurora and Draken into their pack's territory, Hunter along with his men went to check out Alonso's men's hideout which Silvia told him about. As soon as Hunter barged in he was met with a couple of burly men that reek of night Walker pack. He motioned his men to attack and within seconds there were snarls and growls echoing around. Hunter prowled like a king towards the man who was trying to escape from the back. Hunter caught him before he could escape. None of them were as powerful as him. He did beat up that guy but enough to make him immobile and not enough to kill him.

"Why is Jonea so sure that my mother was involved in the incident that happened to Miller? In fact, none of the CCTV footage at school showed my mother's involvement. Why did Jonea hurt Aland that day? Although Aland did not admit that he was hurt because of Jonea. But I'm sure Jonea is involved. I could smell Jonea's body in Aland's spilled blood. I believe they were together before Aland was found unconscious with a gash in his stomach that night." Hunter struggled to his feet and walked out of the toilet. "What exactly happened? I have to find out the truth behind all these mysteries. I can't allow myself to be tossed around like a fool." After tidying up his clothes and washing his face

It was during the day when the packhouse would have been busy. Thirdly, she was so flippant about murder. That was not the way that someone would speak about it if they only ever did it once. Fourthly, who the fuck was Lauren anyways? Was she alone, or did she have family here? ‘He thinks you’re onto something. He caught a couple snippets of a man kneeling beside her over a mannequin as he taught her techniques. That changed into her kneeling over a body. A few pack names as well – Pinehurst, Albrook, Shadow Creek, Silvern, and Blue Crest.’

Trent's voice carried a hint of concern as he shared the news. "Hunter encountered a school of whites and other dangerous creatures in a frenzy. He's currently pinned down, waiting for an opportunity to find a safer path," Trent informed them, his voice laced with a mixture of urgency and caution. Joe couldn't help but be amazed by Trent's connection with Hunter, their scout who was venturing ahead of them. It was as if they shared a telepathic link, allowing them to communicate even at a distance. Tritan's curiosity mirrored Joe's, prompting him to seek clarification.

Claire interrupted, “What exactly is a Hunter?” He took a deep breath, steadying himself. “A hunter is a type of human who was or is a Mythical bounty hunter. They have enhanced skills; fighting abilities, enhanced senses. I think one or both of your parents were Hunters. Especially after seeing you in action. Haven’t you ever wondered how you could fight and keep up with the wolves and vampires in your coven and pack? Love, you ARE A HUNTER.”

She had never seen such a stone before. “Beautiful?” Hazel asked. The girl nodded, smiling, then immediately tied the ring around her neck. At the village, the hunter and his men were just returning from hunting when they saw bikes driving toward their village. Immediately, they stood on guard, gripping their spears. Alex watched as the bushmen threatened to throw their weapons. “I’m here for my wife,” he said, pulling out Hazel’s photo. The hunter frowned. “Do you understand me? My wife. Pregnant,” he said, demonstrating with his hands.

she said to him, throwing aggressive looks at him. "I am quite surprised about how those hunters got into his house and why they did come in the first place," her brother voiced out. "That shouldn't bother you because they did me a very huge favor by coming at the perfect time and by catching me red handed in the act, they made my plan much easier," she said, trying to catch her breath after the heavy marathon race she had done. "You were lucky to escape from their hands, I have currently taken the other packs to safety, the hunters will be left devasted after hunting and catching nothing, they will be deeply pained," he said.

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. 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.