Heartless Hunter Special Edition Novels & Stories

Hunter 17: Inner Turmoil His silver eyes met my deep blue ones, their intensity piercing through my soul. The euphoria I felt intensified, a warm, comforting sensation that enveloped me. My heart, which had been pounding with anticipation, now beat with a steady rhythm, a sense of calm and safety washing over me. “Oh, my goodness! Who would have thought our brother Hades would be blessed with such a breathtakingly stunning woman!” The beautiful woman exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement. Her bubbly personality was evident in her animated gestures and infectious enthusiasm.

“I bet Daddy is just as crazy about you, too. Isn’t he, you little Prey Hunter?” “So, about hunting?” Tara laughed. “I already asked the sleuth to bring the town two dozen deer and butcher it for you. Is there anything else?” I hesitated. “Actually, there is. Ummm…. So, my mom bought me some stuff… but I’m nervous…” Tara raised an eyebrow at me. “What kind of stuff?” I blushed. “You told me to get laid…..” Her eyes widened. “Ohhhhh… that kind of stuff.” She glanced at Mona. “You gonna keep an eye on your nephew while I do my best friend thing?”

HUNTER I thought it ended there, i really thought it did, but when the heart get too invested in something, it kills the soul and don’t let it be until it’s crushed completely I wanted mine dead at all cost I wanted to be able to look at him and feel nothing I wanted to be normal again, to be peaceful, to hate him, or at least see him as other human beings, like the rest of my teammate, like the rest of the motherfuckers that exist in this school

“Can't you just forget about Damon and live with me here? I'll do anything to make you happy.” She wriggles in Hunter's grasp, fear clouding in her eyes when he won't let her go. “Hunter, release me please, I need to find Damon.” Hunter swerves her around to face, his hand moving to touch her inappropriately as he attempts to forcefully kiss her. Alpha Damon can no longer contain his rage, or watch the scene any longer charges at Hunter. In one swift, deadly move, he ruthlessly extracted his heart without hesitation. Lana gasps, her eyes widening in shock as Damon’s figure appears after Hunter collapses, lifeless, to the ground.

The tall man pulled a dagger out from the scabbard scrapped on his waist and dug the sharp blade right into Leslee’s chest. With deft precision, he carved a circle through her chest and lifted the bloody flesh to dig deeper. Just the sickening sound of her ribs shattering under the force was enough to make me turn my head away. I couldn’t bear to watch as the hunter dug out her heart. Leslee was now dead. Her heart was removed. There was nothing that could bring her back.

"I'm coming separately with someone else." The words hit hard. "Who exactly are you coming with?" My voice cracked despite my best efforts to stay composed. "A special person," he answered smoothly. "You'll see when we get there." He hung up before I could say another word. Hot tears immediately burned behind my eyes. Special person. Sophia. His first love. The one who actually belongs in his world while I'm just the obligation.

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.

It's midnight and Arlo is still with me. He hasn't left my side since Hunter attacked me. Flashback of the Haunted House breakthrough. I don't know what to do now. Breaking up with Hunter is risky business, but staying with him was dangerous for my body. I can still feel his hands inserting themselves into places I never agreed to, but despite it, I have to stay with Hunter. He and Model Perfect are a package deal because Aftershock is owned by them. All these decisions make me never want to become an adult.

Accepted that she played with my heart. I saw her stepping out in the rainy night with faltering heartbeats. My chest compressed with anguish. My wolf wriggled inside me, wanting to come out and pounce on her so he could pierce his dirty yellow canines in her neck. Hunter hated me when I fell in love with her years ago while we had our mate. Years later, he was the one who grew more fond of her innocence than I did. He liked her even though she was a human. Her heart was no less than a hybrid wolf's rare heart. He loved her. He cherished her and we couldn't wait to mark her as our mate and Luna.

One hand goes behind his head, while the other rests on the abs that he has for a belly. His unruly strands are scattered over his brows as he looks at me with a squinted eye. The green of the latter, the white of his hair, the black of the eyepatch, and the tan of his skin; all coming together to trigger something in me. Something that I’m battling to hold back. And him casually lying like that on the bed only makes it more risky, even for me. Especially for me. My fingers tighten around the scissors when Hunter sighs. He brings his stare to the hand, then looks at me again. This time, as he mutters, he sounds tired; almost frustrated. “There are no more victims, Heidi. You’re not a victim.