Novel & Cerita Hawk Eye Mihawk Bounty

She asked quietly as I brought the rag closer to her face, she gave me a hateful look that caused an ache in my heart as Wren and Johan grabbed her shoulders preventing her from struggling as I placed it over the area of the scarf covering her nose, I gave her the answer to her question before she drifted off into unconsciousness. "Because I know you....Miwa." Her eyes widened at the mention of her name before fluttering close. ~Author's Note~ Wrong move Kalen😣😣 I don't think Miwa will appreciate this 😥😥 Votes and comments are truly appreciated 😊 😊

“ The website isn’t as easy to track as you think it is, it only provides the list of the shifters's names that has a bounty on their heads “ explained Dan “ The hunters can simply take on the mission and then submit the proof that they have finished the mission to collect the bounty. From the beginning till the end there is no information provided about the person who set up the bounty you see? And if that alone isn’t enough to, the person who runs the site takes care of protecting the identities of the people who submit the requests, only the name and photograph of the person getting hunted is unadapted on the site. No one other than the one who is running the site can know who placed thes

He had to quickly check the man's hands to make sure he wasn't holding a knife or a weapon. The sheer murderous look from the giant threw Julian off for a second or so. He knew the Russian team might be incredibly upset that the Hawks had scored against them at the last second, and he knew they were mad about losing their spot in the finals, but a game of hockey shouldn't warrant this kind of literal death look.

His perfect chiseled jawline and muscular arms peeking out from his rolled up sleeves. The water came with my drink just then I watched as I took it and started to drink it. I looked back, locking eyes with Damien this time. I had no idea what my 22 year old self was thinking, but I’m sure it had to do with Hunting. I didn’t normally stalk someone who wasn’t my contract unless they fucked with me, but this was different. Something seemed to be pulling me to Damien. I know this was the gifted mate bond looking in from the outside, but my 22 year old self had no idea. I watched as Damien made his way through the crowd over to me.

Yeah… "Fucked up now, then?" "It just happened over time." I shrugged. "You wanted to talk?" "Yeah, about the first three bounties actually." "What about them?" "I just want you to be excessively prepared, we can't afford a fuck up, nothing must go south." He spoke. "I've requested bio-datas for each of the bounties from Mae for you to go through and she'd be here with them very soon." "Who's Mae?" "One of the team." "She's an expert P.I, who when working hand in hand with Bryan could bring about amazing results and progress."

"Of course I do. It works. Wouldn't you practice it?" "Womanizer." "Uh-hmm," Hawk agreed. "Do you even remember their names?" "All five thousand of them." Hawk hid his grin behind a swallow of port. "Blackguard. Libertine." "Rogue. Roué. Cad. Ah, here's a good one: 'voluptu-ary," "Hawk supplied helpfully. "Why don't they see through you?" Hawk shrugged a shoulder. "They like what they get from me. There are a lot of hungry lasses out there. I couldn't, in good conscience, turn them away. "Twould trouble my head."

The kid had skills that most seasoned agents didn’t, and he was proud that Hawk had agreed to help him when he had no obligation to. “I’ll buy you a new one anyway for helping me. Tell me you got into their system. Did you get what you needed?” Matthew said, and Hawk flashed an evil smile in the rearview mirror, telling Matthew without words that Hawk’s computer probably wasn’t as cheap as a regular laptop. “I’m going to hold you to that. You already owe me a new window.” Hawk agreed, hitting the empty highway. It was the middle of the night, and while it opened them up to be able to speed out of there, it also made them easy to spot.

"We’ve been ambushed! The Silveroak Keep warriors joined forces with the Red Jack syndicate! They've blocked the bridge into the Sterling Heights district!" "How many?" Kieran asked, his voice deathly calm. "Over a hundred fully shifted wolves, Lord Ravenscroft!" Landon shouted over the sound of automatic gunfire and roaring beasts. "And they have Order Whitmore leading them! He just read a decree from the Black Sun Council—they've placed a bounty on Darcy Ellington! One hundred million dollars for her head, dead or alive!" I froze, the air leaving my lungs in a sharp, terrified gasp. One hundred million dollars. Every hitman, rogue, and mafia wolf in the city would be hunting me before midn

“What do you mean? A… bounty?” “Yes.” Hazel’s voice shook. “Declared an hour ago. Dead or alive.” My stomach twisted. Cold sweat slid down my spine. Dead or alive. A bounty meant hunters. A bounty meant wolves. A bounty meant strangers with greedy eyes and no hesitation to drag me back, or worse…. “Who?” The word tore from my throat, jagged and raw. “Who would do that?” Hazel hesitated, and that silence was louder than any answer. “No.” My chest heaved. “No, no…don’t tell me… Cardan. Did he—?”

I had to very carefully sense my magic energy because the amount couldn't be seen in my status. After evolving them I went to Jade as well as Wull. They were beside Oyen and in front of the Dwarves. "So, why are you here!?" I crouched down and lifted Wull's chin that was looking down. "I have made up my mind to become Your Majesty's subordinate, I have also made the prototype of the requested weapon." Wull opened the weapons backpack that he laid beside him. A sniper type firearm called the Acurate International Magnum or better known as AWM.