Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Your family has already accepted me. The problem is that you always contradict me, and I don't think they like it.” I roll my eyes, although I agree. "I'm not good for being submissive, Hunt.” Hunter closes his eyes for a moment, his forehead curled up in concentration. "I just imagined you wearing a black bustiê, heels, and holding a whip" makes you stare at my face with a bright smile. "Are you confessing that your fetish is to have a hot night with me, buddy?” I snore. Your eyes light up. "Is this Suzy a character for the photos your friend is taking, or a sample of what you hide?”

He's been nothing more than a good friend and a partner. "I don't care, I don't trust you,” I hissed, "you just arrived and my child is suddenly kidnapped." "And why would I want to hurt you, Emma? Clearly you don't even know your enemies. I don't want Derek, I'm more into men like my sire, Alec Raymond.” Derek chuckled despite himself as she winked at him. But it wasn't the joke that made me freeze. It was the name. “What?" Antonia smirked, “Call it a fetish, but I like him a lot. He turned me into a vampire and he might see me as a daughter but he fucking turns me on." She explained and then darted out her tongue sexily to taste her upper lip.

"I'm doing it just for you." "And because you want to be a p**n-star slut," moaned Brenda. "We're going to open our OnlyFans page and do naughty things with each other." "And hunky men," I added. "I'll make sure you get to film it all, honey." Hank groaned, fisting his cock faster. I was such a good mother for doing this for him. I just wanted him to be so happy. I leaned over and nuzzled my face into my sister's pussy. The spicy flavor filled my mouth. She tasted just like me. Hot.

I reach out and touch his arm. He pulls away from me, biting his lip. “All your dreams. All your plans. You’re just giving them up? You wanted to build a school in White Fang, allow she wolves equal chance to become warriors, mate Jagger, have his pups. What changed?” He looks at me like I’m a stranger. Someone he used to know. “Me.” I answer truthfully. “I’m not who I used to be.” Hunter looks down over the balcony. “I see that. But don’t think I’m giving up. Until you’re marked, there’s still a chance. You will be my luna, Lindsey.”

Dream Mate Fans, I rarely do this. But for the moment, I will be taking a short break from updating the book Dream Mate. As you may already know, I have been balancing writing three stories simultaneously. I am nearing the end of my book, The Hunted Hunter, which has taken over my brain. I cannot vibe with my other stories to write new chapters and can't force myself to write as it's honestly not my style. So until either I complete The Hunted Hunter or my brain can once again switch gears to other books, this story will be on hold. Thanks for understanding! Tiberius and Katrina will return soon, and we will find out how they get to their inevitable HEA together. Author Bryant

Hunter replied with a bored expression, opening some random file. “Relations don’t change on the basis of consideration. How will you deny being his blood?” She asked menacingly. No matter how pathetic of a partner her husband had been, she had always loved him. “That’s the only regret I have in this world. And you know how much I hate being reminded of this. Still, you chose to rub salt in my wounds.” She heard Hunter gritting his teeth. Fury went past her black eyes as he threw daggers at Jenny. His hands balled into fists, he tried to push a certain thought out of his mind.

she muttered as she felt pain in her heart. “She is not his mother!!” Hunter slammed into the steering wheel, “he spends every day staring at your picture! He doesn’t look at Renya because He doesn't have any similarity between you two!” He breathed, “He sees you as a light of hope! If you leave him, I won’t be able to look at his lifeless eyes.

Hunter muttered, though he wasn’t sure he meant it. He watched her wedding from the shadows, saw how radiant she looked. Their eyes met for a split second, and he inhaled deeply, committing her scent to memory. He wouldn’t take her back. He’d vanish. Let her have her happiness. Three years later…somewhere in the Sahara’s desert

HUDSON Right in my very before, Hunter collapses on the ground, his skin is pale, and his hair is light brown. My heart sinks into my stomach. Scared on his behalf. Is he dead? Even though I want him out of the equation, I pray to the moon for another chance. Knowing this might be the last time he would provoke me or deliberately piss me off, the sad and blissful memories of us fading away with his soul, is awful. Not for anything in this world, will I trade his life in exchange, and it took me forever to realize I’m more than obsessed with his presence and jokes and the prettiest of faces. It has to be a dream.

The power I have. "I m sorry Peaches, forgive me", Hunter huskily said nuzzling his head in my neck and biting my ear lobe because he has ear biting kink. I wonder if he's a cannibal, I give him a scrutinizing stare. "Are you a cannibal and plan to make me fall for you before you like murder me?", He simply laughed making me give him a blank stare. "You are a strong woman, I'd be down before I even think of attacking you", I grinned widely at that and I played with his smooth soft hair.