Heartless Hunter Special Edition Novels & Stories

A place that had created so many bad memories for me that i never wish to go back there, the thought of that made my heart beat increase. “I am not going to kill you” Hunter mumbled, and i looked at him. “i can hear the beating of your heart,” he said and came closer, he lean toward me, and i shifted back in the car seat so that my back hit the door. “I am going to make you mine,” He said. “You are crazy,” I said and shook my head. “I know," he whispered and laughed. “Have you uploaded it?” He asked the other guy, and that one replied by turning on the news.

Kimberly tried to interrupt, but Hunter wasn’t interested. “I know I’m weak,” Hunter said, his voice steady and filled with raw emotion. “My body might give out any day now. I might only be a shadow of the person I thought I was. But one thing’s for sure—I live for her. My whole existence is for Aleah. I’m glad I was born into this world, because it allowed me to love her. I’ve made my choice—to dedicate my life, even my last breath, to protecting her.” As he finished speaking, something extraordinary happened. Hunter’s eyes began to change, glowing with striking colors—gold with emerald shades, vivid and mesmerizing. The transformation left everyone on the deck in stunned silence.

Maybe she's looking for me? I'm not sure what a hunter is but Addie is my hope for rescue. If Rainn is the guy from the bar, then she's with the other gorgeous male that made my heartbeat. I now have a way to drown out all the pain and suffering and this will be my new happy place. "I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council.

He didn’t bother with modesty or shame. Shifters never did. He looked directly at her—smiled. And Kiera’s stomach dropped. It was the kind of smile that said he’d smelled her fear long before he arrived. “Well,” he drawled, brushing dirt from his palms as if he hadn’t just come from hunting. “The quiet little ghost-girl.” Kiera’s pulse roared in her ears. His scent hit her next—a mixture of pine, blood, and something coldly familiar. Hunter metal. Her fingers curled into fists.

"I’m not a butcher. I’m the Luna of the Cole territory." The leader smiled, showing a row of teeth that had been filed into points. "You are more than a Luna. You are the catalyst." He turned to his pack. "Bring the heart. The girl will carry it to the altar. But she will carry it as what she truly is." One of the shadows knelt over the stag and plunged a hand into its chest. There was a wet, tearing sound. He held up the massive, frozen heart. It wasn't red. It was gold.

Emily asked, annoyed with his non helpful answers. “Why are you special,” the hunter asked back with a confused look on his face. Emily could hear growling from the other side of the camera and Marcus stepped into view. “This is what she just asked you hunter. Quit wasting our time. I can have a truth serum forced down your throat if you continue to choose not to cooperate on your own.” “Why would I waste your time? I do not like being here,” the hunter said with a smirk. Emily thought that it might have been her imagination, but she saw a look of panic cross the hunter’s face as soon as Marus turned away. The look was there and gone so quickly she wasn’t even sure that she actually saw it.

I had only seen Mildred and Garren shift, so this was new. Hunter wasn’t nearly as big as Garren, but he was bigger than Mildred. His scales looked rougher, and he had spikes lining his back along his spine. His talons were longer than the others, and his wings looked like they were tipped with ice shards. “Hunter is the last of his kind,” Mildred said low enough for only me to hear. “He’s beautiful. He looks like he is covered in pieces of ice.” I said in awe. She let out a laugh.

Her eyes scan the ground to where the baseball bat lies between the two of them. "Oh, I don't need a weapon. Rather, I enjoy getting my hands dirty." Hunter declares, flexing his arm as he cracks his knuckles, making the tattoo of the scythe or a Grimm Reaper's blade twist on his arm in a menacing manner. The woman takes one look at the tattoo before gulping. Hunter takes a challenging step towards her, forcing her to take a step backward. The woman stumbles once more, petrified, as tears begin to slip from her eyes.

But alive. The Heart Chamber was small, circular, with a pedestal in the center. On the pedestal sat a crystal that pulsed with red light. "That's it," Erina said. "The heart. Mia needs to place her marked hand on it. That ends the hunt." Mia stepped forward. Her mark was glowing brighter now, responding to the crystal's pulse. She placed her hand on it. The crystal's red light turned blue. The mark on Mia's chest faded. And outside, the Hunters' screeches stopped completely.

I continued to dry my camera with the towel when the girl from the beach pop out in my mind. Full of excitement, I hurriedly open my camera with my shaky hands. I quietly wish on my mind that my camera would turn on while waiting for its screen to light up. I gasp with excitement and sighed in relief when it suddenly turned on. A photo of a woman smiling as she watched the sunset while she paints is currently displayed in the screen. You can see in her smile how much she loves painting the sunset. FLASHBACK