Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Hunter leaned down, so he was eye level with me as his hands grabbed my shoulders. "Tell a soul and I'll make your life hell, the way he makes mine hell," he threatened, helping me understand him better. He was Elliot's Beta, yet he hated him. It was clear now that he hated the way Elliot treated his sister. Just the other day, he had stabbed her hand with a fork and now he was viciously fucking her like it was nothing. If I were Hunter, I'd hate him too, but how does that work when you're the Beta? Does it tear at him inside? Is it maddening? Maybe that's why he looks so tired all the time. I felt such deep sympathy for him it overtook me, like I could somehow feel the pain his wolf and he

Davina clutched a stuffed animal, curled up among my siblings, who had died trying to protect her. In my final breath, amidst excruciating pain, I lay on my back, staring at the sky. A flash illuminated the darkest night of my life. Through tears, I roared ferociously, unleashing all my pain, fury, and hatred coursing through my veins. Hunter approached, looking down at me with a diabolical grin on his fanged face. “I’ll see you in hell, child!” Hunter snarled, driving his claws into my chest and ripping out my heart.

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

Hunter nodded and sighed deeply before kissing me. I loved his kisses. They were always filled with passion. They were always filled with his wanting of me. They made me feel so loved. Ingrid knocked on the door, interrupting us and as I looked at her, I thought of how furious I was with the hunter. Since he came, he not only stole our son away from us, but he stole my daughter’s dreams away from her.

Connie smiled and filled me with hope by saying: “Th… that’s ri… right, Da… Damy, sh… she’s worth it. If y… you n… need to crawl, do wh… what y… you ha… have to do, man.” Almost two in the morning and I can’t sleep, apparently someone else is up too. When I get to the living room, Hunter is sitting on the couch reading one of the sugary romances he loves so much. Go figure my brother! The guy is like a war tank and is in love with erotic novels, flowers and chick flicks. He looks at me from up his glasses and he sinks the knife without pity.

Three years of loving him had taught me that Harper was sweet and simple, and I knew that he would try to understand my alter-ego as a hunter if I explained – no matter if doing so wrecked his own happiness in the process. “I can’t be,” he sniffled. I stroked his short, textured hair, wondering if this would be the last time I ever would. “You wouldn’t be leaving me if I was.” I sighed. “I don’t want to say it, but – it’s really not you.”

Chapter 15: Tell me you want to be fucked. In the easy chair, a fountain of cum erupted from the lap of the Stalker. The sight of Kelly cumming under Julia's tender tortures had driven him right over the edge. So it came as quite a shock to him when he heard a click on his left and looked around to see the barrel of the biggest handgun he had ever seen staring back at him. "When they've finished," Michael told him, "I'm gonna blow your fucking brains out."

She slowly lowered the book, staring at Alura with wide, delighted eyes. "Oh my god," Nessa gasped. "This is about CEO Hunt. You are writing smutty fanfiction about your own boss!" "It's not smutty!" Alura wailed, peeking through her fingers. "It's just....a little bit romantic tension" "Even when he's being grumpy over petty things, I think I'm busy blinded by how much pull I feel towards him?!" Nessa teased mercilessly, leaning against the counter. "I knew it! I knew you liked the crazy tyrant!"

“I love you, Tyler...” “How about a group hug!!“ Hugo yelled. Everyone hugged each other. Hugo is the one who kidnaps Kyra, which she discovers. Everyone burst out laughing. Even though the world is not yet at peace because of demons, people may be certain that someone will fight them. And that group is the Teen Hunters. THE END.....

We all knew I wasn't his first pick as nurse, but Ronnie's hands were still shaking and Burney hadn't had enough practice for this type of wound. I tipped some of my bottled water over his shoulder, washing away the congealing blood. The puckered wound was a mess and tweezers or not, I couldn't get all the shrapnel out. Not that it mattered. The HG was lethally toxic, it was only a matter of time before he died. I focused on the needle in my hand, ignoring the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Stan was gone, Mike wasn't far off and with each of their deaths, Nick was slipping further and further from my grasp. "Are you sure you want me to stitch you up? The wound's not clean."