Hatchet Book Summary Novels & Stories

"I know it's not my place to tell you all of this but for the sake of my unborn niece or nephew, I'm letting the cat out of the bag" "O...Kay" he says nodding slightly and I can tell from his looks that he's confused. " Hazel is a victim of rape" "Oh my God" He exclaims sadly. "Yeah, three guys gang raped her when she was nineteen years old, that's how she lost her virginity" " How..how did that happen?" He asks huskily. "Hazel has been through a lot in the hands of men especially her very own father. As a child he assaulted her over and over and that's how she grew. She watched her father maltreat and beat up her mother everyday but couldn't do anything because that's the same treatment she

The hydra turned its attention to us. When it focused on Meredith, Hakeem jumped in front of her, slashing at its open maw. But the beast’s saliva hit him, burning through his shirt and skin like acid. Hakeem’s scream of agony and Meredith’s cry of his name will haunt my nightmares. “Tesoro!” I screamed. With strength I didn’t know I had, I yanked the half-severed head from the hydra’s neck and hurled it aside. I leapt from the beast’s body to scoop Hakeem up.

She grinned despite herself, that quick grin she had to hide at business tables. Marco opened the equipment closet and pulled out a hatchet. “We don’t keep axes in the sedan,” he said dryly, “but since you asked.” It fit his hand like a memory. “Grip at the end. Don’t muscle it. Let the weight do the work. Think of it as a heavy letter to an old friend.” He threw; the hatchet spun once and kissed the board, burying to the cheek. Some primitive part of the hindbrain purred. Sasha tried. The first throw sailed wide with theatrical insult. The second hit flat. The third stuck shallow. The fourth buried with a thunk that traveled up her bones. She made a noise she didn’t recognize—a small, delig

I always pray that Brian won’t turn out like his mother. Today I woke up early to prepare for warrior training. However, the morning took a surprising turn. After dressing, I went to the kitchen for a glass of water and found a woman sleeping at the table—it was Michelle. I couldn't believe it. After waking her, I invited her to my office for a talk. She shared her feelings of hurt from recent rejection, but this also opened a new opportunity for me to court her, as I had planned before. Now that Michelle is nearing her 20th birthday, I see how much she has matured. I tried to comfort her and show her that I am here for her if she needs someone to confide in. Why would Brian reject his fated

“Sphinx, your parents have seven children. You sister has … how many now? Ten? Twelve? Are you really going to tell me that you think that all of those children were conceived in a bed in a bedroom?” “I … oh my goddess. I can’t think about that.” I chuckle. “Good, you need to focus on what we’re doing anyway. Tell me what else you see,” I say. “You don’t want to tell me what I should be seeing?” “Hacker already went through this with you, right?” I ask. “Yes.” “So, now it’s your turn to look and tell me what you see.” “Hijack, we’re going to set up camp then split up into two teams going north and south. We’ll be ready to go in thirty minutes,” Raptor says.

The hallway felt colder than before, and the sound of the packhouse moved around me in waves—voices, footsteps, kitchen clatter, all too fast. The world shifted in a way I couldn’t control, and for the first time since returning to this life, I felt the edges of uncertainty close in. I held Tamrine tightly, pressed my cheek to the top of his head, and walked back toward my room with the bare hope that I could still salvage the day before it slipped any further from my hands.

Attention Hunter's Revenge is the sequel to the book 'The Mark'. It is highly recommended to read this after reading 'The Mark' for better understanding. Hunter's Revenge can be read as a stand-alone book, but I do not recommend it. I will not be providing insight to characters from 'The Mark'. So in order to properly enjoy the reading experience, I recommend not reading Hunter's Revenge without reading 'The Mark' first. I promise you won't regret reading it.

“No, but one of my gifts is to see what others have seen. The Blood Pack put everyone through hell. They even had weird rituals. Sometimes taking girls from villages to feed off of and keep as slaves until they bled them dry. When I touched Logan, I saw a memory.” "Impossible he was only just born when they were wiped out." She nods her head at me, "They cut him from the womb. They were going to let his mother die so he could take over." I didn't even know that. The way she was talking was like she had lived through it. “And Hallen wants to take over?” “He feeds on blood, don’t you think he will enjoy that?” There was a knock at the door, making us both jump and Freya glares at me, gesturing

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.]

With Julian’s arm wrapped around me, we walked away, leaving Greg standing there alone, watching as blood dripped from his hand onto the ground, blooming into vivid red stains. His cries and his pain could no longer make me look back because I had found my happiness. The person who was willing to give me both respect and devotion was right beside me.