Heartless Hunter Special Edition Novels & Stories

His eyes were dark, filled with lust. He takes his coat off and pulls on his tie, making me bite my bottom lip as I become eager to have him inside me. But, just as we were halfway through his unbuttoned shirt, the worst happened. I felt a chill down my spine as we heard a mind link go through the pack. At the same time, Spencer came running, telling him that something terrible was happening, and making Hunter stand abruptly. I jumped, off the dresser and turned with my breath still short, making me feel a bit panicked.

Panic threatened to consume her, but she pushed it aside, focusing on the task at hand. The room was in disarray, papers scattered across the floor, and furniture overturned. It was clear that someone had been searching for something, something that held immense value. Amelia's gaze immediately fell upon the small wooden box on the desk, the treasure Alexander had gifted her. It was what Gray coveted most.

Literally. I sprint towards it, hope beaming inside me. I find myself in a vast place, that all feels all too familiar. My heart shatters to a million pieces when realisation hits me. I'm reliving Hunter's death, but instead I'm a spectator. I watch helplessly as past me fumbles with his chains.

Hunter commands through the speaker with the voice alteration added to the mic to make him sound robotic. Hayley and Felicity are the first to sprint to the centre of the arena the grass is shorter here as they are closer to the screen. If only they knew we were inches away watching their every move, their so close you can almost taste the sweat. They’re both fast as they weave and dodge before both reaching for one of the daggers as they begin their attacks. They both are on the attack juking right of left as they aim to stab each other. “I didn’t know this would be such a fucking turn on,” Teddy from the Solstice pack jokes as he chuckles in his chair. “I know I can’t decide which one I wa

Now that she was drained of her magic, her eyes were no longer red. "Yes." She nodded. "It sounds like you're asking for my heart. Are you asking for my heart?" Hunter turned and childishly asked her. Hezell smiled wryly and looked down. As a heartstealer, it took her a great amount of self-control to sit still despite being in the midst of so many alphas and potential betas. "She really is indirectly asking for my heart." Hunter turned to his front again in disbelief. "Since we can't directly offer you up to her in honor of Rose, we'll just have to hunt for one," Steele stated the obvious.

he say and her eyes deepen and she stood checking me. “How is that possible? I have heard that the heart eater doesn’t spare any of his prey. He rips out their hearts without remorse.” She follows it with a shock Phiz. “I was surprised as well. I thought I was as good as dead, but then he didn’t do anything. Rather he said that I’m special and there is something about me he can’t really place.”I pause and she placed her hand on my right shoulder.

This is the second part of the Trilogy, which focuses on Hunter. Who's Hunter? Hunter is the firstborn son of the infamous Beast, a hybrid of an Undead and a werewolf. The rightful heir of both the Pack and the Deads. But he doesn't want to take over the packs yet. He wants to meet his mate first. He has been watching his parents' relationship all his life and at the age of 25 he's desperately craving a mate of his own. He yearns for what his parents have.

My heart beats wildly in my chest as the sounds of the night reach my overstimulated mind, and my ears pound like a jackhammer. We’re both breathing harshly as we look back into the distance and watch warily as Hunter steps out of the car and shoots at an approaching SUV. Several men step out of the SUV and begin to shoot. Hunter catches one on the leg. You can tell from his awkward steps and the way he’s holding his hand across his bloody chest that he’s not going to last.

"Yes, you told me. But I've found another way to get it. A way you refused to tell me about." "What way?" His voice shook, bringing a smirk to the man's face. Killian's father soon realized what the man meant as he lowered himself beside him, elongating his claws. "You can't do that, Hunter!" "Oh yes, I can. You're already at my mercy." The man's smirk widened, and before Killian's father could form another word, Hunter buried his claws into his chest, pulling out his raw, palpitating heart. Watching the scene, a loud gasp escaped Killian's lips as his eyes dilated in sheer horror. With tears pouring down his face, he cried out,

Thay-thjng usually freaks me out. "I was gifted this by Cole Hunter. Now, you do know it isn't mere." When I say that, there is a heartbroken look in his eyes. Oh jeez, he is pained that I haven't met Cole Hunter lately for me to have such a pistol given to me; that means Cole Hunter have discussed something relating to ending him, which is thus why Cole Hunter would give me such a pistol in the first place. I see that his heartbreak is causing more anger for him, and when I notice that he could do something that no one would be able to correct to Luna Daciana, I didn't know when I released the trigger and the shot hit him at the side of the stomach.