Novel & Cerita Hunt Or Hunted

I sat next to Momma and Grandmother, both of them rested hands on my back. "It is said that there was a time when the gods like to roam the earth seeking pleasure, using the humans as mere pawns in their hunt for entertainment. They would pit the humans against each other in barbaric battles just for amusement.. Some warriors they would set out on impossible quests in hopes of a divine reward.

“If that’s the case, I’ll have to refuse.” “Actually, he’s hunting me.” Hazel shot me a dark stare. She didn’t realize the difference between a mate hunt and a mate chase, I didn’t think. A man chased a girl he wanted, but hunted his True Mate. I prodded her thigh with my knee just so her scent would increase for me. The citrus-leather scent went through the roof, and it became a struggle to focus. I really needed her to let me mark her so I could focus again on something other than her smell.

"Teach me to fight." "No," he responds curtly, resuming his relentless assault on the hapless dummy. Each blow reverberates with strength, sending gusts of wind that tousle Hailey's hair. She is in awe of the power in his arms and legs; if she had even half of that, the Hunt wouldn't intimidate her. The Wild Hunt isn't inherently dangerous or unpredictable. A rogue prey is released into the forest, and the first person to shoot an arrow through him emerges victorious. Typically, this occurs within the first hour. What truly makes the Hunt unpredictable are the surprises that have accompanied each one thus far. Perhaps a pack of coyotes will be unleashed, or deadly traps will be laid out acro

Olivia asked but my eyes were fixated on the small tavern door that was slightly opened. “The tunnel. We would always come through here.. That is how the killer got in. They used the tunnel.’’ “We have a tunnel?” Olivia asked, seeming bewildered. “Honey, I need you to go back inside. Somewhere safe. I'm going to follow this.” “What?! What do you mean?’’ she looked up. “Just right now I saw someone disappearing into it. It might be the killer.’’ “If you are right, do you not think it's better to wait for the police? If you believe this is where the murderer came through, then it's dangerous. You know where the tunnel leads, right?’’

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

I watched for a moment before walking toward my door. As I was shutting it, I heard Elena whisper, “Go get your man, Auntie.” I shook my head. That girl was a disaster walking, and I absolutely adored the organized chaos that was Elena. I quietly crept down the stairs before slipping out the back door and into the forest. I stopped beneath his tree, looking up, scanning the tree for him but not finding him. “I know you’re here, ‘Sprey. I can feel you.” He sighed as he swung himself down out of the tree. “Hey, Scarlett. I was just leaving. I was hunting a squirrel. They’re fast and good to hunt to keep myself fresh and-”

“Horrified at my thoughts but driven by my need, I ran into the woods. I saw an unsuspecting deer munching happily at some low leaves others had left behind. My body moved at a speed that brought back a hazy memory of a woman I had seen somewhere before. I had him by the throat before he could blink. “My hunger partially quenched, I began to realize the depth of my situation. I had heard campfire talk of creatures that roamed the night, immortals that survived on human blood. I raged in anger and ran further from the camp. I might not be able to reach Valhalla, but I would not deprive another soldier of his glory. I learned to sleep during the day, hidden away under fallen brush where

Just then an announcement was made. "All the kids who passed all the three tests come forward." Shama, Rehan, Ansh and two other people walked out of the crowd. Naina signalled best of luck to Shama. Shama smiled at her. Rehan gave her a deathly glare. "Childish" Shama said looking another way. Just then the announcement started, "There is a stone in front of you. You have to touch the stone one by one. The one who is eligible for being the next hire to the vampire clan will be recognised by the stone and that person's power will be awakened. It's the test of your soul."

I am a hunter. I hunt both people and dragons for money and leverage, and I do it without pleasure. Those requests and offers are mostly consisting of assassinating humans, and they are as well mainly hailed from another human being. How disheartening, was it not? Ever since dragons were not considered a threat anymore, greed besieged unity and power overrule virtue. The human world had been divided ever since or maybe even longer than that. Dragons had become their tool in keeping the line drawn on their ground, to remind other people of their rank or status.

As he drew back, his gaze bore into mine, an unspoken promise hanging in the air like a delicate veil, “If the time comes when you're ready to take that step towards forever, I'll be here, standing at the altar, waiting for you with open arms.” The words echoed in the room, a poignant reminder of the delicate dance we shared, the unspoken fears and hopes that bound us together in a tapestry of emotions. “I pray you won’t flee, leaving me grasping at empty promises and shattered dreams,” his words hung in the air, a silent plea for understanding and acceptance in a world fraught with uncertainties. I broke out into a shy smile and kissed him softly after playfully whispering, “Won't you hunt