Hunted Books Novels & Stories

It's supposed to, but I’m still deeply troubled with sleepless nights. Killing them didn't bring Leah back, I knew it was never going to, however, her killers didn't deserve to live either. “Come in” I knew Hunter was going to find me anytime soon and he just came knocking immediately. “Hey,” “Hey” I dropped the book I had grabbed from the shelf to read to tend to Hunter. Once I grab one of those books, I never take my attention off them easily. “What are you up to?” He grabbed a seat.

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-”

I dragged myself off the floor and into the bathroom to wash all the blood off me and bandage my wounds. It was a painfully slow process. I had never gotten hurt when hunting before. Never. That was partly because I didn’t hunt and partly because in all my practice, I was a silent killer. I never engaged in fights. I ambushed and killed. There were times when I felt guilty about that style, never giving the animals a fighting chance, but I thought it was better in the long run. They would still loose, werewolves were at the top of the food chain with the exception of Lycans, although they had died out so long ago that they were now nothing more than a myth. By attacking them and ending it qu

in a tone that indicated she knew it wasn't but had decided to protect his feelings, which she'd apparently also gotten from me. Hunter was reading Knox a book about wolves. Not a children's book — an actual naturalist's guide that Hunter had gotten from the library and which I was fairly certain he was only partially reading and was mostly studying the diagrams. Knox was listening with the same focused attention he gave everything that came from Hunter, and Hunter kept pausing to check that Knox was still listening and Knox kept making sounds that confirmed he was. I stood at the counter with my coffee and tried to remember what the mornings had looked like before this.

And I think about the first Bloodryn king and what he built and why he was afraid and I think about two hundred years of hunting and hiding and running and I think about what it means to be the last person at the end of all of that, standing in a book room at midnight, choosing to stop. "Come to bed," I say. He smiles.

Every step felt like walking on thin ice. Suddenly, a loud, static chime echoed through the entire sector. The massive holographic billboards hovering over the central plaza flickered from colorful advertisements to a bright, flashing red alert. High-frequency sirens began to blare from the watchtowers above. I stopped in my tracks, my heart slamming against my ribs as I looked up at the sky. My face was plastered across every floating screen in the lower city. SECTOR-WIDE MANHUNT: CROWN PRINCE THEODORE MISSING

I felt terrible for him, but my anger was swallowing up that feeling. “When Lord Harrington learned what the project was, he threatened Ravenwood to abandon it. Humans are not our equals and shouldn’t be treated as such. They are sustenance and playthings only. After their argument, Ravenwood took his female pet and household and fled somewhere no one could find them. It took a few months before he resurfaced to share his new ideas with the congregation. V Blood was one of them,” Mrs. Dunkan pointed out before she continued. “When rumours surfaced that Edward had conceived a child, Lord Harrington tried to find the pet who would bore Ravenwood’s seed but couldn’t find her, so he set his hunt

I know you heard me. 'Yes, I heard it.' I said to him. 'I am now reading the book I got from the restricted section of the library. There is something about this book, titled The 12 Sinners: The Demon's Souls. I think there is something here we can use to defeat them. Who knows, I will start here. Just enjoy them first, dude.' I heard Hunter's voice in my head. He is talking to me. I nodded my head even though he couldn't see me.

There are books below to keep you company. Narcissus. I peered down beneath the table in pure curiosity and there I saw more books. The hopeless romantic books that I had to read. It ends with us and ugly love by Colleen Hoover stood out the most to me. I read reviews on it and it seemed good. It was actually on my next turn list but then I got engaged in the ace of spades that was a part of the collection that Narc had sent and annotated.

It sounds vaguely familiar. In my lap is the book Avianna brought. I had checked it out in the library last year when I was researching more on the Wolves-before I had even known about Abrego or the other packs. It's filled with some of the tales, like The Hunter and the Wolf. It isn't an elaborate or very original story. A hunter was walking in the forest one day, checking all his traps when he stumbled across a wolf. She had stolen all his kills from the traps, which angered The Hunter. From that day on, he tried to capture The Wolf and she tried to steal his prized kills.