Hunger Games Tracker Jackers Novels & Stories

he said I saw Mel losing the rope tied to her and immediately she grabbed the Omega to the ground Lukas use the distraction to throw a digger to the leader and he fell to the ground Lukas rushed to me and set me free while Peter held the leader to the ground. I hugged Lukas “ Thanks for saving me” I said still hugging me I saw the leader pushed Peter away and grabbed a gun to shoot Lukas I stand in front of it I heard the sound of the gun Everyone shouted and I saw my mate dug out the heart of the leader He came to me quickly and held me tight “ Jessica pls don't close your eyes. Stay with me pls" I saw Lukas weak for the first time I black out

The leader of the clan with incredible speed, in the blink of an eye, was near his brother, who was taller than Jack himself by almost a whole head and wider in shoulders, and struck him in the jaw with such force that Jer flew off Jack several meters, knocking the door off its hinges into the study, and pressed against the wall of the corridor, where he remained lying with a broken jaw, groaning softly. - Cattle! Jack growled. - If not for you and your idiotic antics, the Hunter might not have appeared for a long time! And we would have a real chance to finish off Black, while he did not remember anything and did not suspect about our existence! Why didn't you tell me anything? Why didn't h

Guevarra snorts, making fun of her by twitching his eyebrows at her. As Guevarra continues to yell at Zack to get out of the kitchen while urging Zack to move, Zack becomes more frustrated. Jackie had an idea that could help Zack, but could also harm both of their lives. As she was terrified, Jackie hurriedly tucked the letter inside her jeans pocket, pressing it down so hard that it crumbled and couldn't fall to the floor. In and out, she took a long breath before yanking her bag from her shoulder and smacking it into Guevarra's back, causing him to come to a screeching halt and lose his hold on Zack's shoulder. But before he could react, Jackie kicked the back of his knee, causing him to f

Creed nodded, “Who’s your best tracker here?” “No Creed. I don’t want any of you going after him.” “His name is Jack. I can have him here in 5 minutes.” “No, you can’t. Are any of you listening to me?” “Jacie, can I have your key? The scent is still strong in there, we should be able to track him quickly. Ezra, Drake, we can have one of you take the girls to our room and one of you can come with us.” Ryker looked between Ezra and Drake as he waited to see what they wanted to do.

" Mane asked with a small smile; but his question caused the hairs in Tucker's body to rise in fear. While it was true that Mane looked harmless right now, smiling and laughing like nothing was wrong, Tucker didn't experince such serenity. What he felt was a pricking sensation all around him. It was almost as though he was in a cage with a starving beast, with no ability to resist. He couldn't help but tremble slightly when he remembered that the one standing Mane Harbinger, the God Killer. He didn't know how long he would last under the towering presence of the Supreme. Luckily for him, a calm voice interrupted the two's conversation and drew Mane's eyes off him.

A part of me wanted to believe he was dead, but I knew better than to do that. The last time I made an assumption like that, Nathan died. Everything was in place already. Gianna and I agreed to resume classes after three days. I made sure to add cameras everywhere around the house—cameras only I controlled. The company told me no one else would be able to access it aside from Gianna and I. “You know, your stalker gives off the vibe of Zade Meadows from 'Hunting Adeline.'” She closed the book she was reading, the name read 'Silk Luv.'

A tiny strip of blue tape was stuck to the top with a crude hand-written note: FOR RICK. A faint, rhythmic click-tick-click echoed from inside the package. My heart slammed against my ribs. A timer. The Jackals hadn't just lured me away—they had used a four-year-old as a Trojan horse to walk me straight onto a kill zone, right in the middle of a crowded park full of families. "Is that my cotton candy?" the boy asked, reaching out toward the box. "Don't touch it!" I barked, turning my back to the bench to shield him with my own body as I sprinted back toward the main lawn. "Kepter! Chase! CLEAR THE NORTH QUADRANT! NOW!”

Jake's eyes then move to me, they appraise me for a moment, from head to toe but his expression remains unchanged. "This is the girl? Looks too dainty to be a criminal." Jake comments. "She is not a criminal." Tracker replies, gesturing with his eyes for me to take a seat. I comply, warily taking the seat beside Tracker, my eyes still fixed on Jake. "What then? Why would you leave some girl under my care, if not a criminal?" Jake asks, his brows furrow in displeasure. "I am only carrying out my orders...as always, Jake." Tracker responds, perfectly calm.

Jack made an appearance from the kitchen with a glass of water in his hands. - What is it? What did you have in mind? - Well, I was thinking that maybe you could attach me a small tracking device so I can be always in your sight. How does it sound? Jack took his time to answer and he tranced with his hand the line of his jaw. - I think it sounds really interesting, safe and achievable. When do you need it? - As in yesterday? - Consider it done. Jack was a person that did everything with dedication. And right about now I needed a person like that.

Jackson replied. I took a deep breath trying to find a scent but I couldn't "We need the trackers here. They can pick up a scent and trace it. I know it wasn't Xander because he wouldn't have ran like that." I said turning back around. "That I can easily agree with you on. Let's get back and wait for the trackers to get here." Jackson said, pulling at my arm. Who else would be all the way out here like that? It shouldn't have been anyone from the house because they were all busy with different tasks so it had to be someone from the outside that has never been here. "Maybe they were just curious or something? It isn't anyone we know directly because they would have said something. It has to b