Heartless Hunter Special Edition Novels & Stories

They were hungry and needed to feed before dusk. "Please, let me go" The prey said to the predator who held her neck tight. “No” he answered. She knew it was too late for that as prince Ivar pulled the v necked of her hood. His curved fangs made a wet slick as they slide down his gums. Then he lowered his head opened his mouth wide and with a groan from deep in his gut, brought his fangs down. Pierced the pale skin and sank the sharp fangs deep into the girls throat.

"Stop calling me with that nickname, I'm not your girlfriend anymore." "That's right, because if you were then you would have been under me by now moaning my name out while s*ck up that sweet nectar of yours leaving you breathless. Tell me, does he make you c*m like I did, know all your sweet spots? Does he know that you wouldn’t be able to control yourself if I just put a kiss right here?" He whispered the last part out as he tapped the skin below my ear. Oh God, how good it felt.

========================== Cherish is currently at the Cassiopeia Dome, and she's been standing for more than two hours with the other fangirls who are also trying to secure their own tickets for MORSE's live concert. She's dead worried right now because the Cassiopeia's seating capacity is only for 16,500 people. She's actually worried that the tickets might sold out before she could even get one for herself. She badly needed to secure a ticket for herself for two important reasons. First, this is the only way and only chance that she can ask for MORSE help. Secondly, they are the only way for her to be able to talk to Ken again. MORSE announced a special surprise promotion wherein the grou

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

His mind was blank for a second. Later on, he found himself licking her blood and slowly biting between the neck and the shoulder of the hunter. Little by little his teeth are pressing on her skin. But before he completely bite her, he was back to his sense. He was stunned for a few seconds. His hand starts trembling while looking at his face of Accalia. He wanted more, he wanted to bite her, and he wanted to mark the hunter. But when he remember the face of her mother, he feel guilty about what he was doing. Instead of biting the hunter, he bites his arm until fresh blood flows in it.

And somehow, I have this nagging feeling that… something was not right. At the table, there was a small wooden box. I picked it up nervously, my hands were trembling. Somehow, I knew it was for me. Nobody else came to this place but the two of us. I opened the box, and found a small recording device. It had a post-it on it that read ‘Play me’, in crooked lines. My heart immediately broke because I knew the clumsy handwriting was Hunter’s effort to write something without actually seeing. I also have a feeling that whatever was on the tape… was his way of saying goodbye.

“It does though, don’t you get it? Of all the packs out there, Night Blaze is unique. It isn’t a cliché and it is a strong and powerful name.” Hunter looked down at the paper in front of him. He was silent for longer than I liked. When the silence settled in, my thoughts went dark. How easy would it be to jump over the desk and tear into his throat? Would I even care if I was the one to end his life? “You may be right.” Hunter finally spoke.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

I will never allow Zerina and her accomplices to not pay for what they did. I composed myself and breathed deeply. I can never forget everything I have heard, but I should be careful, stay calm, and focus on my plans. They will pay at the right time. "Fleur," I stopped pacing because someone hugged me from the back, and even without looking to see who it was, I already knew it. I felt my heart beat faster than its usual beat. My mind seemed to go blank, and I couldn't think straight. I didn't know how to deal with him, and I should be running away right now, but it seemed that I was being a traitor again.

Her breathing labored, eyes hazy, and heart thudding. "I... I like you too," She whispered. "F*ck!" He growled. Hunter kissed her passionately with such need that her toes curled in pleasure. He walked her back as the back of her legs hit the bed and they both fell on it. Hunter was quick to balance himself on his hands so as not to crush her under him. Their eyes met for a fraction of a second and the vulnerability in those hazel sunsets made his heart stutter as he molded their lips into one again. Her trembling brims were soft and plump, they tasted like sweet cherries. It was addicting.