Hunger Games Tracker Jackers Novels & Stories

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

“Do you know how much trouble you’ve been giving me? You killed my small human army of hunters who would do my future bidding. I had a chance at a surprise attack on the Harringtons, but you blew it! You were unsuccessful at making more of yourself and serving me. Why shouldn’t I just snap your pretty neck and be done with it? All my troubles would die along with you.” My hands instinctively circled his forearm to remove some of the pressure. When I saw black spots everywhere, my grip on him lessened. I couldn’t break free, and I thought this was the end. Surprisingly, Ventura let go and grabbed the front of my vest, dragging me on my back to where Lukas and Jace were. “Pathetic girl,” Ventu

The twelve seater dining table with its matching off white chairs still sat in the centre of the room, only this time it was adorned with a two tier platter of freshly cut melons. My mouth watered looking at it, and I felt a pang of jealousy. If Lills and I hadn't ran away to find Nick, we'd still be living much the same, with all the comforts and perks that the walled cities offered. I turned towards the slatted, bi-fold doors and paused. There was a giant beach ball of bluish light sitting on the end chair, reading a paper. Uncle Jim. Mayor Jim, I corrected. How that bad mouthed sleaze had landed such a prestigious position was beyond me, even in these desperate times.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

“How the hell did you track us up here?” He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing. “You all have a tracking device inside you,” he said. “Every damn person you released has already been tracked down. Either brought back... or killed. The three of you are the only ones left.” My hands clenched into fists at my sides as I paced a few steps back, my mind racing. “I should’ve killed that bitch when I had the chance,” Riley muttered from where he sat, his eyes burning holes into me. His words hit harder than I wanted to admit. Jade—kind, gentle Jade who used to patch up stray animals and cry over broken wings—was now this? A monster experimenting on humans and werewolves alike?

She said and went out of the house. She was walking alone in the bright light of street lights. She noticed a shadow was following her. She started to walk fast and that shadow was also walking fast to chase her. She also noticed that there was a cap on the head of the shadow. She changed the ally and stopped there at the corner, waiting for her stalker to turn to that ally. She was already sick of this stalker and because of Adrian she was totally frustrated. She put her hand in her bag in which she was carrying her water bottle. As soon as, that guy turned the ally. She sprayed pepper spray in his eyes.

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

Hunter's voice boomed, although he asserted in a calm voice. But Zara was no fool. She could feel the underlying threat in it. Threat which said: You're next. The very thought made her nerves turn into a big ball in her throat and made her breathing difficult. She hyperventilated loudly as if her soul was on the brink of leaving her body. Her gaze was stationed on Jack's still body. She observed him from the head, trailing down to his torso, then between his legs. Blood oozed from his charred genitals and was pooling beneath his åss as he also spurted blood from his mouth.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

Josh said, then climbed into the squat rack. “What happened in that park?” Tyler asked. “Well, the news says kidnapping happened to the child,” said Josh. “But we know the truth: it’s not just kidnapping and killings, the demons make those who die in the park.” Tyler stood on the bench press and sat down next to his lat pull-down machine. He needs to regain strength, so he needs to exercise. “Maybe the hunters were there last night,” said Josh. “Kyra called you a few times. You left your phone in the kitchen. Your room is closed, so I went back to the nook. Did you see?”