Heartless Hunter Special Edition Novels & Stories

The truth is that without the bitterness in my heart, I can undo myself as easily as a tower of cards is blown. Hunter's chest moves at an accelerated pace, attracting my attention back to his muscles. For some strange reason, he seems bewildered and, at the same time, consumed by remorse. If I'm not mistaken, the opacity in your eyes is taking you away. Who knows for some memory that he would not like to remember.

She whimpered as a tear slowly trickled down her cheek and fell of her chin leaving a little droplet mark on the dark green sheets of the bed. “Luckily your hot alpha boyfriend beat the race against death. He shoved me across the room and CPR’d the sh*t out of you” I placed my hand on my chest trying to feel a hint of pain from the compressions that he had laid on my chest to revive my heart. It made me feel even guiltier at how I had handled our situation earlier. “Anyway, enough of the sad stuff. You’re back better than ever. You even have a glow… Did you and Lucian?”

I responded to her with a smirk. And before the wolf would say anything else, Amber took control of my hand and plunged into his chest. "Ugh!" He grunted as blood flooded his mouth. I looked closely into his cyan eyes and saw my silver eye glistening. "You do not hurt someone I care about, for any reason. I hope you do not make the same mistake in your next life because trust me, I'll be there to reap out your heart once again." Now, it was my turn to laugh.

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.

Dark blue jeans complete the look, and in his bloodstained hand, he holds the Stake Hunter's pulsating heart. Turning around to face the stunned Hunters, the boy waves the still-beating heart in their direction. "Hear me, and hear me clear," he yells, his voice booming with authority. "As long as I live, no one toys with my elixir to freedom from eternal damnation but me!" His lips curl into a Cheshire Cat-like grin as he releases the heart, letting it drop to the ground with a sickening plop. When he turns back to face me, my lips tremble, and I stammer out a single word: "Vivaldi."

There was a Hunter in his hotel. The stench of death that clung to Hunters was hard to hide. The darkness, the evil in their souls, always gave them away. Hunters were human, but they committed so many heinous acts in their mission to eradicate all werewolves that he could never sense any humanity in them. Just death and darkness. He heard Layla’s elevated heartbeat behind him and turned to look at her. Her grip was so tight on the rail that he could see the metal bending between her fingers. He turned back to Britney quickly and gave her a tight smile.

She stood against the wall, her gaze alert as she stared at him, and asked a question. "Are you awake?" Hunter said nothing, only feeling something slowly flowing down, warm. He did not raise his hand to touch, his gaze fell on her lips. Her lips were sucked red, with a hint of blood at the corner, left by him. Lena was struck by his gaze, she always felt that the current Hunter was not the Hunter she knew. If the previous Hunter was the epitome of white, then what stands before her now is a mix of black and white, both righteous and evil.

Treyton carefully laid him down on the grass and made him lean against the huge rock I was sitting on. I gasped loudly when Treyton pushed Hunter’s face upward so he could breathe well. “Hunter?... Hunter, it’s me, Cassandra. Can you hear me?” I whispered to him, tears trickling down my face when I saw that huge scar on the left side of his face. It was so grave that it blinded his left eye, which broke my heart into millions of pieces.

Lorenzo informed while staring at the graff diamond hallucinations on his wrist. I felt my stomach sank as he said this, I wanted to back out so bad, but backing out would probably make me get killed.. "Let's get this over with" I tossed his gun back at him... "I have my own gun remember?" "I know, but this has my special bullets, I want Adrianna to know I'm behind the death of her father" he smirked at me and threw the gun back at me which I caught effortlessly again. "So who's going with me?" I asked

This man was pissing me off with his careless demeanour. "Look, Miss Aruna, I'm a businessman. I look at profit and loss in everything. Even in relationships. I only care about one person-my grandmother. Her health is deteriorating. I want to fulfil her wish...I am stone-hearted. I have been told that, not once but many times. I don't have feelings. Emotions are for losers. I told you all this because my granny liked you so I decided to speak to you before you could give your consent or refusal. Otherwise...", he trailed off and started the engine. Then he continued, "But it seems we're in the same boat so you have no better option than the one I'm offering you. It will benefit you and me b