Hunter Clarington Novels & Stories

I raised an eyebrow at him. “Status. Snow, you are the best Hunter in the entire Academy. I know you know this, even if you play it down. I know you consider yourself one of the best, but no, you are the very best. Number 1. Imagine what type of contributions my shareholders would contribute now, knowing that I have convinced the very woman who has taken out a large portion of the Vampire population on her own, to join me. Not to mention, brought the media attention that you have, and your online following, that you may not even know you have, plus your in person following. Snow, you are a fucking celebrity. Just having you standing by my side, even for business purposes only, is enough to m

"Then I would say, tell me in the next sixty seconds because we got a line from here to Milwaukie, and we need a show for our seven-thirty today." "A real live wolf-man!" It was a gamble, a real risk taker considering hunters were spotted in the area, but I needed the cash. "Well, Mr. Ardoise, would that be good enough for you seven-thirty?" Clarence paused in the counting of his notes, money stacked in little neat piles as he jotted down the pay in his ledger and handed them off to the carnies on his other line. Clarence was one of the few cryptids that I'd met besides my family and the one dryad girl by the creek. He got around easier like most earth spirits did, like the way we shifters d

The words came out low and cold, each syllable strictly pronounced. Celine's hand tightened on my arm, her fingers trembling slightly. "Hunter, you remember Clancey. He's Fredric's cousin." Of course he fucking was. The universe had a sick sense of humor, bringing the man who'd tried to play white knight to my runaway woman right back into our lives. I looked at Clancey—looked at him in his expensive suit, standing in these elite surroundings like he belonged here. Like he belonged near her. The same protective posture, the same righteous concern in his eyes that had made me want to break his neck at that motel.

"I just want you to be someone who I can trust." "You trust your friend?" "We've been friends since highschool, Jaclyn. You saw him a couple of time, Harrison Clayton, remember him?" He asked and I found myself nodding. I remembered Mr. Clayton, we met a few times on a debutante ball. "He's a doctor right? I remember that you told me that he has hospitals across the country." "Yes, that's right. He has a son named Noah Clayton and he's a cardiologist." "You want to pair me with a cardiologist? Are you sure?" I asked my dad and he chuckled as he stood up.

He won’t be hurting any more women from now on. Hunter comes up to where Clyde lays and looks down at the man who took everything from him too. He shakes his head. “We were the mightiest of our race, Clyde. Suppose we’d been on the same side. What a world that would have been.” ***** An hour later, the storm clears and makes way for a full moon and cloudless sky. Hunter and I stand at the bottom of the hill and give our prey a silent stare. Clyde is tied to a wooden stake. He is bleeding, but not enough for him to die, not yet.

Clark looked forward to the many years he was going to spend with the woman he loved, his best friend, his soul mate, and his cleaner. BILLIONAIRE CLARK. The End...

"So, what if I did? Is Platinum Casino very powerful?" Calanthe shuddered and said, "Our boss is…" Slap! "Who cares about your boss?" Harvey slapped Calanthe again. This time, it was enough to render her unconscious. After that, he gave Clarion a call. Compared to Vaida and Alexei, Clarion was a local of Grand City and this was also his territory. He was a member of the social circles here. It would be easier and faster if Clarion handled things and got more news.

He shuddered as he frightfully spoke, "Mr. MacIntyre... has clearance." "Clearance? What are you talking about?" She bellowed. Chuckling beside her, Hunter slid his arm around Claire's waist. She jumped when she felt his hand and turned to seethe at him. "Eh, Claire. Let's just say... I have certain privileges." He pulled her to his chest and started taking her back to the house. The fearful guard blew out a sigh of relief. But Claire was not even near to done. She freed herself and threw daggers at Hunter.

I need to know what the fuck is going on here. And he seems to be the one that knows. So once Clark and Galland come inside shaking their heads, I know that I am about to put the final nail in my coffin. So with what are very trembling fingers, I swipe up and find Harrison's number, it is almost immediately, and he answers. "Clayton, please give me good news."