Hot Pursuit Book Novels & Stories

I was confident that I would be able to outrun them easily if I went all out, but that wasn’t the plan. I focused on taking them down the path that led to where I knew Phoenix was waiting in ambush. “Stop!” The hunters shouted as they chased me. Of course I didn’t listen to them. I got closer to the destination and I began to increase my speed. For one, I needed to keep them on edge and a steady chase wasn’t going to help with that. I also needed to get through the trap before them, unless I might obstruct Phoenix’s ambush.

“My mother is going to be looking for me. You need to let me go right now.’’ “Quit it!’’ the big man exclained, his temper seeming to get the better of him. I looked around, trying to take in my surroundings, and trying to see what I could do for myself and how I could get myself out of this situation. We were in what I would presume was a mansion, or a palace of some sort, because the compound itself could be habitat for fifty or more big houses. There were lights shining on the entire compound so brightly, displaying more like a prison in the night. I wondered where we were, or if we were in the state anymore to begin with. We had been stuck in that car for a really long time. And now that

The hushed whispers and studious atmosphere were a stark contrast to the chaos of my own thoughts. I scanned the shelves, searching for something that would capture my attention, something that could whisk me away into another world where desire and longing were nothing more than fictional characters' plights. But as I pulled book after book from their places, flipping through pages and absorbing words, none of them offered any solace. "Anything interesting in there?" I gasped and turned to face Hunter. "Dammit, Hunter. Are you stalking me?" "Kind of," he shrugged. "What do you want?" I asked.

Elise's pov; Lizzy looked at me with concern, "How long are you going to hide yourself away from those people, Elise?" I was placing the last piece of clothing inside my bag saying, “As long as I can.” Lizzy continued, "You can't hide forever. His men are everywhere - at your home, my place, and all of our friends' houses too. They're keeping watch like hounds, just waiting for you to turn up. Do you know how difficult it was for me to slip away from their gaze to come see you?”

Then the hot pursuit started. Bert, when he saw that Hezekiah was running towards him, picked up as well and started running so the play was more like Allen chasing Hezekiah who was trying to run for his dear life and Bert...poor Bert just happened to have been in the middle of the chaos. The reason Bert was running from Hezekiah was that his species was not yet known to him so he wasn't going to fall into the hands of someone who considered him to be delicious. Allen suddenly changed his tactics and caught

As soon as he saw me, running toward him at full speed, he turned around and took off. My target was agile, but I was faster. Pushing myself to the edge, I accelerated, racing against the shadow that had nearly taken my life. Cornering at a bustling intersection, I spotted a fleeting figure darting through a crowd. My eyes fixed upon him – tall, dressed in black from head to to. Without hesitation, I pursued him through narrow alleyways and winding streets, the city blurring in my peripheral vision. I called out to him, keeping my voice sharp and forceful.

The men in black exit the bar parlor as they ran after them. Luckily, Alice's car was still there. Bianca hopped in the car as Henry hops in the driver's seat. He ignited the car engine and he starts driving wildly. The men in the black car raced after them. "Gosh! Will my misfortune repeat itself?" Bianca slammed her palm on her forehead as her heart was racing along with the car. Out of fear? Or out of love? What happens next? Will Henry and Bianca get captured or not? Why don't you slide for the next chapter?

Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her. The woman was seated in a booth, taking the sixteen year old girls statement as another member of her team took fingerprints and pictures. Her long brown hair was tied back into a loose bun with a few strands of hair framing her face. She had a serious look across her innocent face, her large brown eyes soft and captivating but somehow determined. Her perky pink lips full and mesmerising as she spoke, she handed the girl her desk number, when she stood, he could see her more clearly, her maroon top fitted loosely as her detective badge re

They’ll want to check the wreckage to confirm I’m not inside. Keeping low to the ground, I hurried away from the crash as the hunters pulled up, hooting and hollering like the demented Americans they are. Now I don’t mean to say all Americans are demented. But the American hunters are an uncouth sort that takes a weird joy in killing, things being on fire, and vehicles getting into accidents. Whatever the case, their joyful hoots and hollers that I might be dead and arguments about who gets to take credit gave me time to get away. I hurried to the nearest neighborhood to search for a car to take.

But none of them bothered him, nothing ever will if a group of strangers, carrying rifles and knives, are on a hunt for him without even a single fucking reason—oh there is a reason…for fun! Several shots were fired, damaging only tree barks that are a meter away from him. He vaulted over a rock and the second he landed was also the same second spent for him to continue running. He looked back and saw four hunters, aiming their guns at him as they tailed the guy. He focused on his way, running as fast as he could as rains of bullets came tearing through trees. He was almost losing energy and his pace began to move slowly. But he made a momentum effort just to maintain his speed—in that way,