Hunter Clarington Novels & Stories

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

I snapped, tossing my chin up, “But honestly, Harlan? I’ve seen your game tapes. You’re all face and no hustle. You think because your daddy bought you those shiny new skates you own the sport? You’re a joke.” I expected him to get mad and challenge me to a shootout or threaten to call the Principal but instead, the smirk completely melted off his face, replaced by something unreadable. The guys behind him suddenly went dead silent, their smirks vanishing too as the sudden shift in the air made the hairs on my arms stand up. Harlan lowered his stick, “You really think you're anonymous here, don't you?” he asked. I blinked, my confidence faltering for a split second. “What are you talking abo

He is an old classmate of my father’s and his salt and pepper hair reminded me of the length of his life he spent in this ranch never complaining. “Hey Clark. Merry Christmas, how is Hilda?” I asked and he reminded me that his wife is still mad at him for finishing the cherry cobbler that she was saving for me. I laughed and then remembered the silent man beside me. “Uh... Clark this is Nathan Dominic, my... my husband and this is our daughter Helena.”

I heard someone say. "I repeat myself, Karen is not a Hunter." Oscar barked at them. "She is the legitimate daughter of Giles' only son, John Hunter," someone explained. "Then she is of no use to you. A child that was dumped and forgotten does not count." Oscar said with confidence. "Not when she is the last descendant. If we kill her, we will succeed at eradicating Hunter's bloodline," he said, trying to convince Oscar to hand me over. "And John Hunter?" Oscar asked.

was the evil man’s response. “Why am I about to lose my son just as I got him?” King Hunter questioned Clayton’s state as he joined us, fully dressed in a new outfit. I snatched the photo before Clayton could give it to his father. “It’s nothing.” “Because that wasn’t suspicious at all,” King Hunter teased. Clayton eventually recovered from his laughing spree. “Oh man! That’s the best thing I’ve ever learnt about you thus far.” “You’d better remember who you’re spending the rest of your life with,” I warned.

Clark exclaimed looking confused. TBC

Forgive this handsome guy, huh? About the news where Dalton Huxley was found to have broken out and been haunted until he eventually committed suicide by Jumping off a tall cliff end, And the news of Clarissa Huxley having a rare kind of heart diseases due to intake of too many hard substances to keep her still beautiful and youthful, I didn't mention you to you because I thought it wasn't necessary. Furthermore, you'd eventually also find out for yourself. With regards to having known your biological family. I've known gray for as much as I've known Zolan Wales. But we both have different focuses and goals. Different inspiration and all of it.