Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Hunter's Pov Nilapitan ko ang rabbit na tinamaan ng aking sibat kanina. Napangiti ako nang makita kong malusog ang rabbit na aking nahuli. Nilingon ko si Zeph para tawagin siya at ipagmalaki sa kanya itong nahuli kong rabbit ngunit hindi ko siya matanaw sa bahagi ng gubat na pinuntahan kanina. Sinabi ko naman sa kanya na huwag siyang lalayo at huwag din siyang magtatagal ngunit hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa siya bumabalik. Nagsimula akong makaramdam ng pag-aalala nang hindi ko siya makita sa aking paligid. Naghintay muna ako ng mga ilang minuto pa dahil baka may pinuntahan siyang iba ngunit nang hindi pa rin siya nagpakita pagkatapos ng paghihintay ko sa kanya ay doon na talaga ako kinabahan.

But then, Hunter snorted beside me, not even trying to hide his displeasure. “Wow,” he said flatly, “you really still don’t see it, do you?” I turned to him sharply. “See what?” I snapped, already bristling. He shook his head, lips twisting. “You’re still so naïve, Cathy. Still believing in that perfect husband fantasy.” My chest tightened. “Don’t talk about him like that,” I said, my voice low but shaking. Hunter laughed under his breath. “Perfect husband?” he repeated. “That man isn’t who you think he is. Not even close.”

Hunter waved his hands dismissively, refusing to give attention to people who were just trying to smear his name in the tabloids. "Fanatics trying to get away with the fact that they might have just fallen into a trap that I have set and they have no way of coming out of it. I honestly do not have the time nor the energy to give to these stupid blogs. It's no news that they are just searching for a way to draw me out and grant them an interview." While the words sounded a little dismissive, Damon decided to look into the matter, his eyes and ears on his phone, making various phone calls.

You all have been imagining the life of others in this story and not one of mine. Well I decided to show up in this chapter. It is time to add me up to your imagination. You might like me. Or not. But guess what, I don't give a fuck. The name is Hunter. Hunter Jeremy. I am care free guy. I hate playing it safe. I love doing a lot of fun things. Things like women. Yeah women. Speaking about women, I once had a girlfriend. More like a pet. A useful one. The little bitch was supposed to be among the girls my cousin, Sergio ordered for to be sent to his fellow Russian men.

,Lucas moaned in my mouth. Hannah pov I woke to moans and skin slapping. I faked sleep to watch then and I felt gutted. Hunter loved anal with them. He loved oral too and I felt defeated. I couldn't compare with vampires. No mate loves us my wolf said sadly. Look at him he loves this I can't compare to that. I wanted to cry as they kept going. I had the greatest night till I passed out but they weren't done and continued while I slept. This felt like a slap to the face.

The machine whines at a higher pitch, like it’s arguing. I imagine Richard if he could see this. The look on his face when he realises he didn’t get rid of me; he promoted me with some mighty fine upgrades. Remembering my new body and boobs. If I wasn’t straight, I would fuck me. Fawn Jones, forgettable wife he could gaslight to death? Dead. Cassandra Huntington, walking miracle, media obsession, wife of the man he hates most on this planet? Very much alive. He has no idea.

Something like… mark me. And for a second, I let myself get lost in that thought, wondering what would happen if he does. I don’t think about the negatives, only the positives and how nothing or no one could tear us apart ever again because a Lycan’s mark is final and I guess a part of me did want that. I wanted to be his final girl. His end game. “Mine…” Hunter whispered and he came up to my face just as a low rumble sounded off from his chest.

Because he just kept staring at her while she was telling the story. "Yeah? Because what---?" Andrew in a suspicious tone. Lana shrugged then decided to tell Andrew the truth. Because in fact, despite everything that had happened, she knew that the young man had long known all her weaknesses. "I've been busy, you know, being your fangirl," she admitted, followed by a weak laugh. Obviously, Andrew liked what she said because his handsome face quickly lit up. "As in, a super fan?" "Can I still be called a super fan even if I can't watch your movies because I don't have money?" she replied following what she said with a weak laugh. "Actually Mama is the real reason how I found out about you. Sh

"I know you hate me, Princess. I know I'm not the best person in your life right now but please, can you take me as a friend? I want to be someone you share your top secrets with, I want to be there when you need someone to lean on. I want to share your best and worst moments. I want to be the bottle you pour your feelings into. The light that brightens your path when everything seems dark. Will you let me?" Author's Note: What do you guys think about Hunter's confession? Do you think Babe is his mate or not? I'll be waiting to see your answers in the comment section. Let's discuss guys.

It was brightly lit with a big colorful bubble of text consuming most of the screen. Khyle: I'm sorry! I love you SOOO much Gunner. I wanna fly home to you so you can throw me down on that big bed of yours and take me to heaven. You're so big. I just wanna be your boy toy and have you give it to me hard. Kisses. Khyle