Heartless Hunter Sequel Novels & Stories

Davina clutched a stuffed animal, curled up among my siblings, who had died trying to protect her. In my final breath, amidst excruciating pain, I lay on my back, staring at the sky. A flash illuminated the darkest night of my life. Through tears, I roared ferociously, unleashing all my pain, fury, and hatred coursing through my veins. Hunter approached, looking down at me with a diabolical grin on his fanged face. “I’ll see you in hell, child!” Hunter snarled, driving his claws into my chest and ripping out my heart.

Literally. I sprint towards it, hope beaming inside me. I find myself in a vast place, that all feels all too familiar. My heart shatters to a million pieces when realisation hits me. I'm reliving Hunter's death, but instead I'm a spectator. I watch helplessly as past me fumbles with his chains.

His partner nodded at his words, swiftly swinging his dagger towards the boy's neck, intent on decapitating the boy in one fluid motion- quick and painless. "What the…" Hardly had he finished his statement when he felt a hand reach into his chest. It passed through his muscles and bones as though there were none there and latched onto his heart. He watched in horror as the supposedly decapitated head remained neatly on his target's shoulders, and his own heart was ripped from his chest. He watched in despair as the one they had taken for a sitting duck opened his eyes and crashed his heart. Only, the bright blue eyes were visible no longer. Only a darkness that seemed to suck the soul in man

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

And I almost heard a champagne bottle pop. This is it! A full throttle retaliation would be served—. But nothing happened. “You!” Charlie exclaimed in surprise and fury. My curious eyes flew open. And I found myself staring at Hunter’s back. Or his black jacket. That broad, muscular stature was covering me entirely so I wouldn’t be seen. I felt relieved. But I was also furious. Hunter Black is the last wolf in the realm I want here. How will I ever be rid of him when he keeps doing this?

The other hunters, in fear, fired blindly, killing some of their own team. Alice’s eyes widened at the chaos. Ruth wanted them dead. “Alice! Get out of here! Run! Don’t look back!” Ruth shouted. “Dad… no! I won’t leave you!” Alice yelled. “I said go! I have to finish this!” Calvin said fiercely, his eyes meeting hers. Here’s your passage polished while keeping your original raw intensity, words, and flow intact: --- The other hunters panicked and, in fear, accidentally killed their own teammates. Ruth wanted them dead.

Best believe it got better. The book is yet to go through a thorough edits. I await your beautiful reviews and constructive criticism on this book everyone. With that said, let me welcome you to the fictional world designed for Thane Hossler and Kory Anders’s existence. Her Heartless Alpha Mate CHAPTER 1 Immediately she snapped her crimson colored eyes opened, a loud roar followed. Like always- her face is covered with a mask, her curvy pouty lips clothed in red as she stepped on the stage.

Her heart raced uncontrollably, her words fumbling in her throat. "Then when you—" Aleah’s voice shook as she tried to speak. She wasn’t sure why being this close to him made her so nervous, but it did. Her pulse thundered in her ears, leaving her unable to finish her sentence. Hunter watched her with a tender smile before continuing. "When I left the hospital, I started working in secret. Helen and Kimberly were planning to reopen Iron Maiden—to repeat all those horrific experiments. I couldn’t risk dragging you into that mess. I had to finish it—end it all—before coming back to you."

Cole met my eyes across the blood and the dark, and he smiled at me, and there was no fear in it and no regret, only a man who had finally, at the very end, gotten one thing all the way right. I turned toward the stair to the deep. And as I stepped through the arch into the dark, I heard Hunter make a low broken sound, and I heard him stop pressing on the wound, and I understood, without turning, that the heart of the man who had thrown me away and then given his life for the man I chose had stopped beating in the mud of the first Moonborn city. I did not turn around. I could not. I carried it down the stairs with me into the dark, unhealed and unfinished, and I went to find my daughter.

asked Oberon with a sardonic smile playing on his lips. His mind drifted to the other blood relations he had scattered all over the world. None of them knew each other. All of them bound together by blood and a father who had never even the interest of bringing them together until it was too late and the basic string that connected them was gone. Cedric Hunter, who had not even bothered to look back once after he had left all those women pregnant all over the world. He sometimes wished the he could bring him back to life and then strangle him all over again just for the sake of putting him through this misery all his life. Normal