Hunter Artemis Novels & Stories

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

“12 out of 21 deer have been killed by this hunter.” Holding my spear, I am trying to catch my breath while paying my whole attention to the keeper. Keepers are the one who has the information of how many kills a hunter has in an hour. “None other than, Raffi of the Ambrose’s!” I saw my father fixing his hunter’s robe while wearing his huge smile. The whole tribe is excited especially the women of which gender I belong to. I started to walk to the wooden stage created by the tribe for this kind of ceremony. Everybody is happy and I hope this will last forever.

Jasper said, glaring at Gray, as if to challenge him to dispute it. Arvin stood and placed his palms flat on the solid oak table. “Lynx, Hank and the trackers are still out there now. There has been no sign of anything. So the only others that we know of that were in the area where our new Luna” he gestured at me, “and Gray’s son Ian. So unless you want to say that Jasper was killed by a little girl, I suggest you drop it. We have already examined Ian’s link and memories. And Eileen has not yet undergone the rites to join with our pack link. Again, not that any of us believe Jasper would fall to her.”

They light up every single nerve ending in my body, but in a good way. But I just don’t know him. Not really. I know of him. Kenton Clearwater, the insanely hot, 6ft 3in tall hockey player who has black hair and bright leaf green eyes. He plays center for the Northport Warriors, and is to be the future Alpha of the Artemis pack once his father steps down, or… is removed from his position through death. What is it that Axel wanted me to seek Kenton out for? I can’t help but wonder. What exactly do you know?

{Third person's pov} Luna sat on the bed, still in the shirt she borrowed from him in the car. her hands were still trembling, she couldn't believe she could do something so cruel, she never imagined she could fire a bullet at someone. Arthur noticed the tremble in Luna's hands, the fear still etched on her face. He sat down beside her on the bed, the mattress sinking slightly under his weight. He took one of her trembling hands in his, his large hand wrapping around hers reassuringly. He brought it up to his lips, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-” “How can you say it is when you handed me a jade of information?!” She craned her neck, lost all the necessary excuses. She sigh after realizing I already frustrated. She ask with a bit of confussion, “How can the young lady realize my lies?” I sneered. “You really asking that? Really, how can you be a huntress?” She pondered about it, and it only cause my heart to shook with too much frustration. She said after, “Well, I'm not actually a huntress...”

He slowly slipped to the back of the crowd, picking a bow and an arrow laced with wolfsbane as he went. As soon as he got to the back of the crowd where he was sore that no one could see him, he quickly aimed a shot at Damien’s chest and fired. The silence that followed soon after was deafening, but almost immediately the crowd broke out into a wild frenzy. It was almost as if everything Ariel had been saying had been falling on deaf ears. Ariel, on the other hand, felt a pang of pain shoot through her body l, as soon as the arrow pierced through Damien ’s heart and he fell.

[Was it your plan all along? I raised my chin and our eyes locked. There was an overwhelming feeling that flooded my chest. Hunter avenged my father and brought me Carter’s head. He didn’t just eliminate one enemy but won the entire Midnight Pack, which means he could use its power to take back everything that was his. Hunter was not just a drop-dead gorgeous man. He is a brilliant and powerful warrior—and at the same time, a terrifying foe…

“I knew it! Let’s go back!” “Huh? Don’t! Azariah is already there!” Aliona said. “Ember, come on. We need to follow—” “Apollo, how old are you?” “27,” he answered. “What about Azariah?” “She’s 24,” Aliona answered. The impatience was on her face. “Apollo, come on.” “Wait!” I said. I faced Apollo. “You are older than Azariah, but why do you let her do something she was not allowed to do?”

Now I know other Hunters used their artificial intelligence to drive their cars too, so she must be wide eyed at my specific car. I did drive a Bugatti Chiron Noire, there were only 20 made in the entire world. This one was made specifically for me. I won't even tell you what I paid for it. I just smiled at the girl and hopped into my car. Jarvis already knew where we were going, so I sat back and enjoyed the ride. My mind kept going back to Damien and the newfound information I had uncovered. I still couldn't believe he owned Edge Enterprises. So this means he knows I'm a Hunter? Or does he really know where his products go when they are bought?