Heartless Hunter Sequel Novels & Stories

I say, dropping my hands as I attempt to position myself in front of the frightened barkeep. "I've killed for less." Hunter remarks, looking over my shoulder, eyeing the frightened girl on the floor. "What would Sienna do?" I ask, knowing that they share some sort of connection. I could tell from the brief moment we shared together that Hunter must be the one to own her heart. And seemingly, she also owns his. At the mention of Sienna's name, Hunter drops the bat, letting it tumble to the ground in a clatter. "Where's the phone?" He asks, not once moving his gaze from the woman.

Ash screamed in horror, but what came out of her mouth was an animal whimper: it was the whimper of a large, frightened dog. Ash turned to run away from the bloody scene; she was in a nightmare, a bloody unreal nightmare! But even as she ran, she felt her feet buckle beneath her and she crashed on her side in the grass. She fell with a loud thudding sound, and then her mind went silent. **** Hunter came upon the new werewolf just as she had hunted down a young deer. He walked carefully behind her as she tore at the deer's ribs and ate its heart. He made a mental note of that: he liked to eat hearts too.

Hunter. Fuck! despite what he did to me. Still, there is this desire in my heart that I want him. But, if I give him a chance I will be no different from a dog that eats what he vomited again. So, sorry Hunter because I am Hailey Amaranth. When I defecate, I flush immediately. There is no room in my heart for the word 'a second chance.' And because I'm back to where I used to be. My pride is higher than Mt. Everest.

And continued fiercely like he did to Serena. In a blink of an eye his head rest on my palm and it got squeezed out slowly, I stared at hunter lifeless body lying on the flood, my soul felt light, but I still can't control my body. "We should do this more often." The voice says and chuckled evilly. I looked at Serena body lying on the floor and I had the urge to kill hunter over and over again. My eye drifted to caleb staring at me with love and pride in his eyes.

he whispered, and I turned to look at him with tear-filled eyes. It was everything, all at once. I’d betrayed him, and in doing so I’d lost myself. Hunting had always meant that I’d gone home to him with innocent little lies, white lies, and I’d always managed to tell myself that they were honest, in their own way – not in truth, but in intention. But hunting was no longer what it had been to me, and I no longer felt like the same powerful huntress who could take a knife to the face and not think twice about it. The thunder roared outside, and instantly the room was lit with a flash of forked lightening. It crackled, purple and white, blooming across the sky like blood.

“Do you know how much trouble you’ve been giving me? You killed my small human army of hunters who would do my future bidding. I had a chance at a surprise attack on the Harringtons, but you blew it! You were unsuccessful at making more of yourself and serving me. Why shouldn’t I just snap your pretty neck and be done with it? All my troubles would die along with you.” My hands instinctively circled his forearm to remove some of the pressure. When I saw black spots everywhere, my grip on him lessened. I couldn’t break free, and I thought this was the end. Surprisingly, Ventura let go and grabbed the front of my vest, dragging me on my back to where Lukas and Jace were. “Pathetic girl,” Ventu

Now, it seems so strange. By the wwy, I doubt I can go back to that mansion tonight. It is true that the truth sometimes can be so hard to hear. Sometimes, it is better to live in the dark. But then, I chose this truth, and I've got to face the outcome. I continue to listen to Sebastian, "with this, my father, one of the first Hunter and the strongest of us all took control and spread the others out. He became the Hunters' King and since then, in all the seven continents, there is always a Hunter to be heard of." He is right about that. I've always wondered, too, how they are heroes without actually being clearly one in the open. "I am named Sebastian Hunter for that reason and technically s

Lia said in the cruelest tone and gulp the wine quickly. Anger was biting her body, and she was feeling uncomfortable. How hatred could make someone feel better? It can only claw your inside and kill you from inside. Only love could heal a person’s body and soul. “What is the update? Did you get any news from that assassin? He should be after her already.” Lara asked. “He would call me anytime. I have ordered him to finish this task before she could reach her office.” Lia said, and they laugh out. They both will be happy after Gloria died.

Banished to a desolate region, he perished by the roadside. As for Marcus, once a proud scholar, he reverted to his former state of idiocy, wandering the streets as a target of mockery and humiliation from all who saw him. But this time, there was no kind-hearted astral to grant him the Heart of Astral Clarity. In the end, I completed my tribulation, severed all ties of mortal love, and was bestowed the title of "The Heartless Astral."

The council deliberated on how to cope with the loss, considering a ceremony to honor Hunter's memory. Unbeknownst to the pack, The Reaper reveled in the success of his manipulations. Hunter, still trapped within the magical jar, remained a secret pawn in The Reaper's malevolent game. The dark alliance with Hunter's father allowed The Reaper to exert control over the pack, feeding them misinformation about Hunter's fate. As the pack mourned and speculated on the circumstances of Hunter's supposed demise, The Reaper continued to pull strings from the shadows. The pack, unaware of the true events that transpired, remained vulnerable to The Reaper's cunning schemes.