Heartless Hunter Sequel Novels & Stories

I smiled gently. “You have a warrior’s body.” I ran my fingers down a particularly ropey scar down her side. “What was this one from?” “Bobby Brown,” she said. “A werewolf that liked to hunt human children. He had a thing for their hearts. He’d barbecue them.” She shuddered with the memory. “He had killed my client’s nephew. Took me a week but I got him. Brought his heart to my client as proof.” She spoke matter of factly, no pride in her voice. She might not be proud of herself, but I was impressed. I had heard of Bobby Brown and had heard of the hunter that got him. I didn’t realize it was her.

Joy. “Do you have anyone new in the pack,” asks Kai and my eyes immediately go wide. “Fucking find Helen now!” Hunter takes off with some warriors right behind him. Allison arrives through a portal and follows Hunter. “What’s wrong Gunner? Where is Helen?” I tell Kai about Taylor and my instinct of something off with him. I think Taylor is a warlock and not a wolf at all which means Helen is in danger. Kai keeps up with me as I shift and take off towards where Helen was last seen. Not far into the woods we find the warrior assigned to Taylor dead, his heart ripped out of chest. I continue to follow Hunter and we soon find Helen. It looks like she flew into the tree branch that is sticking ou

The succubus in me is hungry, hungry for the pleasures of the flesh. ‘Alisa….it is time to feed,’ a voice inside of me calls out and my heart stops. No…get out of my head! I squeeze my eyes tighter and shake my head, how can I harm another being? The steps grow louder, closer, yet at a calm and confident pace. I take in a deep shaky breath to calm myself down. Panicking isn’t going to help in any way. I will have to be in control. My eyes strain to make shapes out of the shadow and that is when I see him. The Hunter.

"Cheap. I would have priced you much higher." I looked down at the dark liquid in my glass. My life was over. The girl I was yesterday—the dutiful daughter, the waiting mate—was dead in that car wreck. "What do you want from me, Hunter?" He pushed off the mantel and closed the distance between us in two strides. He placed a hand on the back of the sofa, leaning down until his face was inches from mine. I could smell the musk of his arousal and the mint of his breath. "I want to ruin them," he said softly. "And I think you do too."

Droplets of blood stained my fingers and trickled down his torso. Hunter growled impatiently. “Do you want me to finish him, Angel?” “No! I said I would!” I snapped back at Hunter. “Like I said, Drake, I wanted you to suffer. But that would make me a monster like you. And I am nothing like you.” I pushed my hand into his chest, feeling my claws cut through his ribs, his heartbeat sped up the closer I got to my goal. His eyes never left mine until I touched his heart and I ripped it from his chest.

He scoffed and looked away. "How can you be this heartless? Even if you wanted me you shouldn't have involved Lauren. That girl has done you nothing but good ever since you came here. Can't you even think of that" He scoffed f again "Look who is talking about someone being heartless whereas he's the most heartless of all. Do you think she would survive if I shot her in the head? I shot her in the right chest because I knew she would survive it . I know you Hunter, I know once you target someone you will wipe him out with his family, even the innocent ones "

"When Jonathan came into my life, I thought he was all I dreamed of in a guy. He was kind, and handsome, and everyone loved him. So I loved him, he broke me, and after he was dead, he kept haunting me with his memory. My broken mind tried to reconnect on its own, and that created my gaps. The scars that no one could ever see are my delusions and nightmares that emerge with guilt, anger, and pain.” Hunter narrows his eyes, contemplative. "So you still feel guilty?” "It's not something I can control, Hunt. With the sequels of this forgotten past, I acquired a certain imbalance that today makes me feel everything with a greater intensity than other people. My anger is like hate. My sadness is e

His eyes were as cold as ice, as if they were going to freeze her to death. Lena's body stiffened, and now she finally realized that her decision to find a substitute for herself had completely angered the well-mannered Hunter. She stood in place, watching the car slowly drive through the large iron gate, suddenly feeling very regretful. Hunter's unforgettable crush passed away many years ago, and he has never sought out another woman. He even visits her grave, his love for her transcending all worldly definitions. To find a replacement would be an insult to his loyalty.

"just like your Luna, and...” "You wanted more, so much more that you gave so much in exchange, you fucking gave him your body and mind and soul and you sold seeds for attention and cheap revenge.” "You did unthinkable things which includes you wanting to kill her child in the meanest way and make her sorrowful for the rest of her life, just like you.” Hunter rubs my hair, calming me down. “He is a serpent and you, his venom.” He continues. "But you were so blind to see he was nothing without his tool, too greedy to walk away, so you went in heads deep, sucking his dick and his shit.”

My heart beats wildly in my chest as the sounds of the night reach my overstimulated mind, and my ears pound like a jackhammer. We’re both breathing harshly as we look back into the distance and watch warily as Hunter steps out of the car and shoots at an approaching SUV. Several men step out of the SUV and begin to shoot. Hunter catches one on the leg. You can tell from his awkward steps and the way he’s holding his hand across his bloody chest that he’s not going to last.