Hot Pursuit Book Novels & Stories

It was time to see what the hell was going on. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hope you have enjoyed chapter one of The Hunt for Knowledge. Newly mated Katalea and Dakari are about to go on an adventure that will take them to some unique places with some unique new friends. Of course, we won’t forget about Dalya and her troubles, and isn’t it about time we hear from Katalea’s Mom and Dad? Stay tuned!

The pursuit unfolded as a relentless dance between hunter and hunted, each move dictated by the stakes of rebellion and the pursuit of justice. Maximus, aware of the encroaching threat, forged ahead with a determination that echoed through the wilderness. The consequences of his actions loomed large, but the spark of defiance within him refused to be extinguished. The city of Athena, caught in the grip of a manhunt, braced itself for the inevitable clash between the forces of order and the spirit of rebellion.

" I needed no further invitation. I dart down the path and take the next turn to my right. I heard his footsteps behind me as he pursued me. If he managed to catch me without anyone around, What's stopping him from raping me or, worse, seeing the mark on my neck? As I reach for a bend, his hand latches around my shoulder, yanking me backward. With his other arm, he smacks me and pins me against him. I could feel his breath on my neck. "The chase is always the best part of the hunt. Don't you think so too? " I remain still. "Yes, I do." "There's this fascinating thing about being the prey." He whispers in my ear with sadistic amusement. Deep down, some twisted parts of us want to be caught by

Whether she was willing to listen to me or not, I was going to do what I wanted to. I dropped the idea of going back to check up on Darius as Hazel got into describing what had happened in the book she'd just finished reading. Apparently, it was a love story between a mafia heir and a runaway princess. While I would always jump on an opportunity to read, I couldn't help but countdown the minutes that was left till it was time. Around an hour later, the said time arrived

“We're ready to move.” I gave a single nod and followed them out into the open air for the first time in what felt like an eternity. Fresh wind struck my face. Dropships waited beyond the shattered entrance, their engines humming as rescue personnel secured the perimeter. As we boarded, Officer Brynn fell into step beside me. “The rat forces responsible for your capture have been eliminated, Your Highness,” he reported quietly. “The nest has been destroyed, and the surviving hostiles have been taken into custody.” I stared out across the scarred landscape. “So it's over.”

I nodded slowly, realizing what his answer truly meant: the Living Book wasn't here. Whether he didn’t trust me, or the danger was too great to carry it along, I didn’t know. But I stopped searching. Instead, I buried myself in the small cube Zevarion had gifted me, fingers working it restlessly as I tried to anchor my thoughts in the memory of his warmth, his arms, his voice. Each night grew colder. Each morning, darker. And then, on the eleventh day, just as the book had warned, we reached it. The horses slowed, snorting uneasily. Even the wind stilled, as though the very earth held its breath.

When she had finished the water and that same feeling began taking her over … and her realization that it had happened again. Four one thousand. Huxley grabbing her and throwing her in the car and speeding out onto the small dirt road. Her screaming at him to slow down. Only he didn’t … because someone was chasing them. Quinn. Quinn was coming to save her. Five one thousand. Hux speeding up… the car fishtailing and flying all over the road. Her being thrown on the bed at the party… hands … hands all over her. More than one person. Several.. people. Several pairs of hands touching and rubbing her.

A year after to be exact. ******************************************************* What are your thoughts on the synopsis of Travis’ book? For one, he’s not the one doing the chasing, hehe. Updates start soon! CHASING THE COLD-HEARTED BILLIONAIRE LET ME LOVE YOU, MR BILLIONAIRE

he answered, keeping eyes on Red's car. Clayton was silent and concentrated on driving. "Sir, they were heading to the airport." Clayton's heart lurched. His pulse quickened. "No, baby. Don't leave me, please," he muttered. The private investigator heard his muttering, shook his head and thought. 'Crazy in love.' Clayton drove on the freeway, in a maximum speed limit at 85 miles per hour. "Sir, they entered terminal 1." "Keep following them."

It didn’t mean that I had to accept it. She turns back to the bed. Pulling the book I had given her from underneath. She scowls again. “There was nothing in here about this. About already being marked.” “Because I am the first of my kind. Don’t change the subject.” “I’m not. You did.” She had an answer for everything. Well, the things she chose to answer. “Screw this. I haven’t got time for your games.” It suddenly dawns on me that she is wasting my time. Finding a way to prolong me finding her sister.