Hunter J Novels & Stories

"You stole her from ME! She was unhappy because she was attacked at The Hunt and she was terrified she would be attacked again and what do you do? YOU ATTACKED HER!" The man flinched as he listened to Nate talk. The raider wasn't evil, he was muscle for hire, and he didn't often take jobs. None of them did, but when they heard that a man's mate had been stolen from him, they knew they had to act. Now, it appeared they had been tricked. The man hadn't had his mate stolen. The man had stolen another person's mate and he had helped. "I swear, I thought she was being held captive. We all did. We're just hired muscle, we don't kill, we don't torture, we just try to set the tribes to rights," the

...Sienna POV... This had to be it. The end was near. I could feel it. I was practically begging for my end to come. It had been at least two days since Hunter attacked me and left me here to die. I knew Hunter's reputation. He was the formidable Reaper. People rarely survived his wrath. Rather, he was given the reputation of the Reaper because of his merciless actions toward his victims.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

It was just after 3am in the morning when Hunter arrived at the address which Adrian had sent to him a few days ago. He had come prepared with a crowbar, gun, and sharp knife, leaving no room for errors. The house was on the outskirts of New-York city, hidden behind tall hedges. Hunter stepped out of his car and quietly made his way up the driveway. He tampered with the security camera that was outside and switched it off before he unlocked the closed door with a crowbar and opened it quietly, not wanting to wake up his opponent.

Within seconds of talking to the man in the other car, Hunter aggressively pulled the man from the window and got him out. “Mr. Jabulani!” Ludo yelled. She saw Hunter punch Mr. Jabulani ruthlessly as he begged for his life. He couldn’t even raise a punch, Hunter was as big as a gorilla. Hunter banged Mr. Jabulani’s head against the car and kicked him hard. Mr. Jabulani was on his knees when Hunter grabbed him and strangled him. “Nooo!” Ludo shouted in terror. Ludo watched as Mr. Jabulani gasped for air till his eyes shut down. Ludo had just witnessed Hunter kill a man.

Maybe she's looking for me? I'm not sure what a hunter is but Addie is my hope for rescue. If Rainn is the guy from the bar, then she's with the other gorgeous male that made my heartbeat. I now have a way to drown out all the pain and suffering and this will be my new happy place. "I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council.

He nodded. Hunter bit him, waited for the twitching to stop, then bit his own hand and offered his blood. The man staggered to his feet. Mid-thirties, decent looking. “You saved me,” he said. “I’m Hank.” “Hank, you know how to be loyal?” Hunter asked. Hank nodded. “Then you’re with me. Let’s go.” N&S Company

To any cameras watching, it would be impossible to tell who he is. And right now, as he makes his way through my kidnappers, he reminds me so strongly of the man who rescued me a year ago, pulling me from that warehouse within the safety of his arms. The man in black is Hunter. My Hunter. Looking like an avenging Angel of Death, his body slicing through the men with the grace of a dancer and the practiced efficiency of a soldier, as bullets ricochet off of his suit to land uselessly on the ground around him. He is unfazed as the doors to the elevator open, and a flood of reinforcements file in, guns drawn. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t even pause as with a few well placed bullets he neutralizes t

If Hunter was meeting someone there, it has to be an important business. Indeed it was. Through the man Enzo left on Hunter's tale, I unearthed that he was meeting a man I've heard quite often about. Jack Stones, a well-known investigator who made it to the headlines for solving many cases. He was the best in his work. So best that he was called a speed demon for getting cases solved ridiculously fast— just hours after taking them on.

One day he decided to walk into the woods and no one has ever seen him since. My name is Lucas Harrison. I am considered the best tracker and hunter in the town. Not only animals but also Paranormal beings. All-day and all night, people in our town searched, lighting the way with flashlights and lanterns. Searching with dogs and carrying shotguns. It all seemed like a horror movie waiting to happen.