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If perfect's what you're searching for, then just stay the same So don't even bother asking if you look okay You know I'll say When I see your face There's not a thing that I would change 'Cause you're amazing Just the way you are And when you smile The whole world stops and stares for a while 'Cause girl, you're amazing Just the way you are The way you are The way you are Girl, you're amazing Just the way you are When I see your face There's not a thing that I would change 'Cause you're amazing Just the way you are And when you smile The whole world stops and stares for a while 'Cause girl, you're amazing Just the way you are. The song finally ends with a big smile on both our face and the

“Because no one loves you. No one cares about you. All these hunters around you—they don’t care, Jerry. They only fear you. And one day, someone will rise and drive a dagger into your cold, black heart.” Jerry’s eyes darkened, his grip on the knife tightening. The hunters nearby exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the shift in their leader’s mood. Jerry sneered, his voice dripping with venom. “You think you’re so righteous? So untouchable?” He stood up and kicked dirt at her feet. “Let’s see how long you can keep up this bravado.” A hunter approached Jerry and whispered something in his ear. His expression shifted, a sinister smile curling across his lips.

Hunter 6: A Gun for a Hunter I’m looking into his eyes, which are filled with longing. As much as I would like to speak, I don't seem allowed to, so all I can do is stare at him. I can’t help but close my eyes as his warm palm reaches for my cheek. Being held by him in this way feels very therapeutic. “You seem real, and I hope you are.” I opened my eyes as soon as I heard his hoarse and desperate voice. His face caught my attention; it was devoid of hope and loneliness. I can’t stand to watch him like this, his eyes pleading and in anguish. Seeing him suffer bothered me in some way.

The white sparkle was gone and she knew the curse was no more. She swayed on her feet when the huge double doors burst open and there stood Hunter with Rasmus, Luca, and Draken. Her eyes fell on the slit on Hunter's eyebrow from where the blood was oozing out before their eyes met. Jade pearls gazed into hazel dunes and tingles ran down their spines. Hunter inhaled sharply and her heart dropped smelling the most pleasant scent. The hidden part of herself whispered the truth gently in her mind while Hunter growled in absolute disbelief. "MATE!"

She said, trying to remember the vague of memory, “I'm hunting-” “The hell misty!” “My lady should let me finish my words please?” She giggled, kinda amuse. “And what's wrong hunting if it's for the love of my life?” “How can hunting be related to love, Misty?” My mind spun to the idea, given a destructive results if relates the act to love. She shiver, and somehow a thing last night came to her mind. She murmured, “So if ever, I was hunt... for love?” Misty's eyes widened. “Are you being hunt, my lady?”

Arrows sang through the smoke like whispers meant to kill. Jet made a break for it but before he could escape something faster struch him. Thwack!—an arrow nailed him to a wooden beam. He screamed once before another arrow found his throat. The room vanished into smoke. White tendrils coiled around broken pillars. Shadows flickered fast, quiet, merciless. Three figures stepped into the storm like ghosts walking through fire. The first tall, coat snapping at his heels, steel in his eyes didn’t slow. Calvin Hunt. The man whose name made wolves flinch. Custom shotgun in hand, still smoking.

119:30:00 A loud beep rent through the air and the bewitched time blinked several times in the afternoon sky. It was a universal signal to all participants that the second shot had been fired. Izzy jumped in startled panic and swung around to look behind them, convinced the hunters were going to show up any second to claim them. Kate still had a hold on her hand, leading her upriver. Kate squeezed her hand tight and pulled her arm upriver.

The door shook while someone turned the handle and everyone screamed. “Irina! Irina, it’s me, open the door!” Hunter’s voice drifted through and I tried to unlock it, but my hands were shaking so badly that I dropped the key. I tried a second time and as soon as the door opened, I ran into his arms. He was naked, but I didn’t care, I just wanted to be near him. Hold him. Breath in his sweaty scent and know that he was alive.

***** HUNTER’s POV I stop in my tracks and look down at my hands, my brows furrowing. I can’t go into the light. I have to get back. My time is not yet up! Try as I might, my feet seem to have a mind of their own and I feel myself being lulled into the warm embrace of the light. But how do I pull back? Am I out here all alone? “HUNTER!” I hear someone calling out my name. I hear someone screaming for me. “HUNTER!!!!!” Who is that? Are you calling out for me?

We were near a small clearing, and I thought I could sketch the landscape. I sang softly to the song that I asked them to play at my fathers funeral, "Yelling at the sky, Screaming at the world. Baby, why'd you go away? I’m still your girl, Holding on too tight, Head up in the clouds, Heaven only knows where you are now..." Hunter laid across my legs, as I drew in my book. "How do I love? How do I love again? How do I trust, How do I trust again? I stay up all night, tell myself I'm alright. Baby, you're just harder to see than most, I put the record on, wait ’til I hear our song. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost..." I pulled out the unopened