Heartless Hunter Special Edition Novels & Stories

I feel bad that our games have led to him getting his heartbroken; I honestly thought that he is the type of man that loves messing around; I was wrong; I knew I was wrong. I hear him and Hunter talking down in the kitchen. "Listen," I hear Hunter say. "I understand why you guys did what you did." "It was only innocent fun, Hunter." "No, it was not; I can see the way you look at her." "Can you blame me? Look at her." "I know, there is something different about her, she is special in so many ways. That is what makes me love her so much." "We never intended to hurt you. I took advantage of her broken heart, and it went too far.

221 Hunter sat in his bed by the support of the headboard, his legs stretched, right one crossed over the left. His hands remained firmly folded across his chest as stared up at the ceiling in the darkness with a face devoid of emotions and his heart bleeding in pain. When he had boarded his private jet to come to RavenMoore the other day, he invented a weird psychological thing where he assumed his heart was Hundred percent charged and strong. Since this journey he had embarked on to win Claire back wasn't going to be easy- given his long list of sins- he needed to be strong. He needed a strong heart to face the repercussions as well. Hence, Hunter strengthened his heart.

Photos of him and Cassie being disgustingly happy still make my chest ache. You wouldn’t blame me for that, you know? Hunter was the golden prize. Tall, masculine, charming, with those warm hazel eyes and lips that knew exactly how to ruin a girl. So, forgive me when I say I’ve come to the conclusion that I may never fully get over him. Ellis leads me toward the makeshift bar in the corner where three guys stand. “Yo, guys!” My eyes scan around as we head towards them. I can already picture my parents walking in and losing their minds.

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?”

Everyone clapped except my cousin Rendall and some of his age and gender-like species. If looks can kill, he’ll be on the top spot. “To award the first-place hunter for this year’s competition, here is the foundation of Ambrose’s, Finn Ambrose!” The crowd went wild, all the beverages they’re holding were now being raised as a way to acknowledge my father’s presence. “To all the hunters who joined, I think I’ll have to train you more.” All the hunters bowed in embarrassment while the elders keep on teasing them. “My beloved daughter has been and will always be the greatest gift I’ll never get tired of boasting about.”

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 just wanted his son back and as long as he can get his son back he doesn’t mind killing everyone in this world. He has never tainted his hand with unethical works, but he is not a saint too. He won’t hesitate to commit any crime if it’s needed to keep his family safe. “What’s the hurry? You bring my daughter and now we can talk about the deal.” Lara came out wearing a beautiful gown. David has never seen her before, but anyone can recognize her who knows White, as she looks similar to Sara. But age couldn’t lower her beauty even a bit and her arrogant face covered the rest.

“I called you here today so that you can repay the amount of grief it has caused you over the years. It’s up to you to decide if you want to take this chance or not.” “I’m not strong…” “I’m well-aware. But that’s not the question I asked. Do you want to slay it?” asks Yasuhiro with a serious face. “Yes, in fact I want to murder it.” Says Akihiko with bloodlust. “Good. You’ve got what it takes to be a hunter. Now, let us move on with the training.” He says and gets up. Ayame asks them- “So~ am I supposed to tag along too?”

Elena has been keeping her nose in books all the time, if anyone knows what it means is her. "Nope, not a clue." I said as the took the glass jar that had a glowing heart, the heart was beating. Then it hit me. I had seen a jar like that before and it also had a heart, the heart wasn't beating or glowing, it was black like burned coal. "Legend has it that every wolf pack gets their magic from somewhere, they said as long as the heart beats, the pack will always have magic. It is said that it never stops beating beauting because everytime a member of the pack dies,

But it seemed to have no effect on the heartless man who had decided already to leave her with scars. "Give it to me, kitten. I will make you feel like he has never done so." His breaths against her neck were like thorns piercing into her skin. "Tell me that you are enjoying it." He demanded. "Tell me that I make you feel better than he does." It was then that Ayla realized that he was too lost in his twisted, sick mind to stop now. She could only pray to the heavens up above and to whatever God who was listening to her to make it all stop.