Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Hanks will be the first to lay with her. Afterward, it'll be our turn." Mr. Grant chuckled, flushing. "Pardon my hastiness, friends. I was only excited to lay with this girl. Dare I say, I've always imagined what Rain would taste like, swept under me and taking my cock just like a good girl?" Another chuckle escaped him, however, this time the others joined him in the laughter. "Her mother was such a good lay. I bet all lycans are that way." Mr. Ford speaks. Hanks gave them a pause when he strode to the door, speaking over his shoulder. "There's no need to guess again. We shall all find out tonight."

I feel cynical because I don’t want to get my hopes up only for them to be squandered. “They won’t,” Hunter claims, and steps nearer to the road and starts to wave her hands. “My aspect is image manipulation, or rather, creating illusions. I can make myself look younger as if I were a child. If they are humans, normal, mundane humans, they won’t abandon a teenager and her family down the road with nowhere to go.” “Her what now?” Kiran asked, blinking.

I replied hopeless. He chuckled. “What the hell, Ashanti! You eat like a child!” He said as he wiped the steak sauce at the side of my mouth. He gave me a teasing smile. I narrowed my eyes on him. “Hey! Don’t do that when your fans are watching! They might kill me!” I told him pointing at his fans who looked shocked as they saw what Hunter did. He chuckled and looked at his fans. He suddenly took his phone and typed something then showed it to his fans, making the fans smile and nod in approval.

I looked up at the driver's seat with as much hatred as possible, as if my hostility could poke holes in the upholstery and char it. It would be a nice image or a possible Christmas greeting for family and friends... Beautiful and original. - Stop bothering her, G - Hunter rolled his eyes and ran his thumb over my lips again and looked at it for a moment - Dry. Is it possible to have a spontaneous combustion death caused by that slight touch?

“I’ve known you all my life. You can fool Rehan with your games, but not me.” His eyes darkened with something that made her blood run cold. “I’m Ekansh,” he continued, his voice steady but laced with menace. “Rehan’s most loyal friend. And I’ve been waiting for the day you’d finally go too far.” Shama’s heart pounded in her chest. *Ekansh...* She remembered the character from the comic—Rehan’s closest friend and fiercest protector. In the story, Ekansh had always despised Shanaya for the harm she caused Naina, and now that hatred burned in his gaze.

This was better than a soap opera. Hunter ran to Gunner and picked him up, forcing him to his feet. He punched him in the face so hard Gunner fell back right on his ass. “I did it all for you my sweet girl, I loved you and cared for you, I love you still,” Gunner moaned out. Oh please, AS IF! I laughed to myself, I really had to stop watching Buffy. But, we were all entitled to our guilty pleasures. I happened to be a snappy dresser who liked human movies about vampires.

“Trust me, sugar, once I take you to bed, you’ll forget all about the boyfriend. Call me, Clint.” Mal’s face becomes stony. However, before she can respond, Hunter walks up and wraps an arm around her waist. “What’s going on, babe?” Phantom’s face contorts into an incredulous frown. “No way. It can’t be possible that you’re the boyfriend?” Hunter’s eyes darken, his lips twisting into a scowl. “Why the fuck is that any of your fucking business, Clint?” Phantom’s lips quirk into a malicious jeer. “Call me, Phantom. And the reason I asked is that I figured this gorgeous honey was into men, not boys.”

Silas huffed Fanger was the term used to describe men and women who liked having their blood sucked by vampires, some hoped to be turned someday and others just enjoyed the feeling. Most fangers were essentially walking blood bags, they had their own special rooms in the catacombs, but some Vamps prefer to feed while having sex. At the thought of this I couldn’t help but to rub the two scars on my skin above my clavicle, I never considered myself a fanger, but I guess in some ways I basically was one, except it was only with one vampire. The vamps don’t tell the fangers, but the ones hoping to be turned, never will be and all of them get discarded when they can’t produce blood fast enough be

he muttered. He push another finger in and I groan in pain. This shit hurt like hell. He kept thrusting in with his fingers, I couldn't take it anymore, I had to beg him to stop but he didn't even care. Since he was enjoying himself. "Hunter!! A voice shouts outside my door followed by a knock. Hunter stop and remove his fingers. He licked it staring down at me. "You are so sweet " he says with a smirk. #You_can_now_continue_reading