Hunter Chen Mga Nobela at Kwento

"It's not Dave Harrison." My stomach dropped. "What? Who is it?" "Patrick Chen. Sarah Chen's cousin. Apparently, he blames Serena for his cousin's situation. Says Serena ruined Sarah's life by exposing Marcus's family." Patrick Chen. I have never even heard of him. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Positive," James said. "We have phone records, bank transfers, everything. He hired the assassins. He made the calls. It's all him." Relief flooded through me.

"David Chen died in 2017. Genetic condition. Dr. Chen provided death certificate. Medical records. Burial documentation." "He died biologically. But his consciousness was preserved in quantum space. He has been operating through clone bodies for eight years. Transferring consciousness between them as each one fails." Subject Seven leaned forward. "Dr. Chen is not whistleblower. She is part of the operation. She is manipulating federal investigation to eliminate us while protecting her son." "That is insane—"

The hound doesn’t scream when they hit it. It calculates. Adapts. Its body liquefies mid-leap, reforming into something longer, sharper, built for speed. It bursts past them— And slams into an invisible wall. The Reverent’s shadows crystallize around it, sigils burning briefly before snapping tight. The hound thrashes, its form stuttering as definition crushes its adaptive loops. I skid to a halt and step forward, chest heaving. “You don’t get to change the rules anymore,” I say, voice echoing with layered power. “The Hunt sees you.”

Hunter sighed deeply and nudged the bay beneath him, gently shifting his weight to the right. "Let's go, Cheyenne," he muttered. The horse tossed her head and turned to the right, heading back toward the house. P.K. Chastain. Just the name irritated him. The notion of a grown man going by his initials struck Hunter as pretentious as fuck. The fact that P.K. Chastain was a lawyer representing Slade & Howell didn't engender him to the rancher any more than his name did.

He Chen was hiding behind Javen, but he was completely relieved, walked slowly towards him and finally threw himself into his arms. 'What's your name?' Wen Shi 'an's eyes are as gentle as water. 'My name is He Chen.' 'What should you call me now?' 'Dad.' He Chen was embarrassed to shout this name, and then quickly shrank into his arms. Suddenly, He Chen realized something, and his eyebrows drooped instantly. Wen Shi 'an was keenly aware of his unhappiness and asked, 'What's the matter with Chenchen?' 'But my mother is dead, and I can't even find her murderer.'

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

Hunter shouted. “Here,” a familiar voice answered back. Hunter walked closer and found It was Chovu Junior. He knelt before him and could see he was hurt. He had been badly burnt. “Come on stand up!” Hunter tried to lift him up. “Who are you?” “Hunter, Walu’s friend.” “No No No, go and save Walu,” Chovu junior pushed Hunter. “He’s in the next room, let me check on my parents.” “What happened here?”

Hunter said to them . " She's our sister too ." Charles said to Hunter . " Yes ,yes .. Charles is always right ." Hunter said as he is always a bit scared to Charles since they are fifteen . " Then , so be it . " Enjoy yourself . I had to handle few matters . " Hunter said as he wink to Adrian . His man had found the headquarters of The black Trick gang that had been posted about Adrian's wife in the underground gangs websites.

After all, the first time I began this mission, I searched for this woman's house and started following them from there up to here, but since I already knew the things that would happen on the road, I just decided to come here instead because this is the exciting part. She hummed in response as she asked, with a curious tone, "What about that man?" I chuckled as I remembered what I had found out about that man earlier. Despite having a misunderstanding with Xercel, I still didn’t forget to call my underlings to investigate those two. I sighed and answered her casually, "Actually, I didn’t know anything about him last time that I did this mission, but earlier, my men told me that this man was

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."