Hot Pursuit Book Novels & Stories

*I forgot to mention this. But, the cover picture is not mine. The credit goes to the real owner. High in Pursuit: Another Story. Kang Jae Woon is the youngest prosecutor in his department. With his handsome appearance, outstanding achievements, and impressive family background, he is being admired and envied at the same time by many people. Everyone is looking at him like he is some famous idol or celebrity.

I watched the bastard murder her. Did I see her dead body? No. Her body had not even been there when the location was found. A beautiful caramel colored wolf ran by us in that moment faster than I had seen most wolves run. That looked exactly like Paise, but that could not be her. Right? What would the chances of that be? It would make sense if Paise was here if she was waiting for her next human. Fuck it. Throw caution to the wind. “Let’s follow her,” I said and took off in a run.

With precision timing, I executed a sudden deceleration, causing the pursuing vehicles to collide with each other, momentarily incapacitating their pursuit. Seizing the opportunity, I accelerated once more, leaving the scene in a blur of speed. Yet, I remained vigilant, aware that my respite would be temporary. The pursuit would resume, and I needed to find a way to distance myself from the relentless hunters. Mapping out the cityscape, I plotted a course that would take me through complex networks of roads and tunnels, utilizing my knowledge of hidden routes and shortcuts.

It slid across the highway like someone who'd shown up late to a party and been disappointed to find it already in flames. I didn't stop moving. Running in the open is a different kind of ballet. There's no cover to hide behind. It's all about endurance and misdirection. I feinted left, doubled right, felt one hunter lurch and miss his footing on the slick shoulder, and then—because I am not a heartless monster—because there are rules even to killing and I like to stick to my own—I trip a hunter with a flick of the boot. He goes down. The others curse and aim. Too fast. Too proud.

“It calls to death. Every time it surfaces, someone dies.” Kael gave a faint, humorless smile. “Then death will have company.” The convoy moved deeper into the mist, engines echoing through the valley. Above them, thunder rumbled again — closer this time. The forest itself seemed to be holding its breath. And far behind them, hidden in the fog, two sets of eyes — one crimson, one golden — followed their every move. The hunt for the Book of the Damned had begun. ---

My eyes met with the highly in demand book that everyone seemed to want as it laid on the ground near the vampire. I picked it up without any second as I struggled to maintain its raw power within my hands. I could feel all of the magic radiating off of it in bulks but I still held onto tight. His eyes met mine just as I took hold of the book before he attempted to pry it out of my hands. “Hand it over , Hunter…this is none of your concern,” I could hear the underlying threat within his words but I didn’t care. “No! This seems to be the reason for all of this bloodshed and carnage. Why did you kill all of those people on the bus huh? Who are all these people after you and why do they want th

However, I couldn't find any logical explanation for my rapid heart rate. I cleared my throat. "So, how was the book?" I quickly switched to a safer subject. His eyes lingered for a few seconds before he slid his gaze to the Harry Potter book on the table. "It was good. I'm currently reading The Order of Phoenix." I nodded. "Are you close to the ending?" Hunter took the book and flipped it open. He flipped through a few pages as if he was trying to find a certain page. "Apparently not." He showed the page to me. "I'm halfway there though."

Right now I was in the library, it’s funny because I had never seen Chase there before, or even had his guards over here. I was reading a book, it was about two teenagers who fell in love and hid it from everyone, they had the perfect secret love and it was going well, until someone ruined it. A common friend but somehow they found themselves again, and I was in the chapter where he yearned for her so much that he travelled just to see her. The female main character was one that was quiet and reserved, she didn’t move with everyone, she was labeled but someone they found each other. I loved their slow burn, I loved how they found themselves even when someone tried to ruin them, it was so swe

Her eyes fell on a book with a black cover, the gold letters reading: “The Art of Breaking Chains.” She pulled it free, curiosity winning, and curled into his leather chair. The chair was far too big for her, swallowing her small frame, but she felt oddly safe in it. Before she realized, her eyelids grew heavy. The book slipped onto her lap as she drifted into sleep. Hunter returned late, his mood thunderous after the ring, after Geret. His mind was sharp, his body burning with violence he hadn’t been able to unleash fully. But the instant he stepped into the quiet house, he sought her.

Tristan thought that, the girl running away I mean Hazel; is a thief, sure she's a not a thief but destroyer ice cream destroyer and it's really a huge crime. "Hey you stop, stop right there" he ran fast like cheetah as he's well trained in all physical activities. Hazel looked back as she heard a man's voice and her widened as she realized that he's chasing her. She quickened her pace by seeing him too close to her. "Gosh why did I skip my P. E classes." she cursed herself as she's very poor at running. On the other side Tristan is chasing her like a cheetah in a high speed. In a few seconds he got too close to Hazel and turned her around by grabbing her arm.