Hunter J Novels & Stories

I followed Jordan's scent and came up behind him to see him speaking with Sandra. "It's over between us. Besides it was just a hookup the other evening and nothing serious," he was saying to the student doctor. I was shaking my head at the hurt I could see in her eyes. Jordan was such an asshole. He was a great friend and I did love him as such but not as a romantic partner. Are you absolutely sure that he's our real mate because honestly he's a real jerk, I mumbled softly to my wolf? I heard her low growl and say that there was something interesting coming from the left. I turned my head and my eyes widened at the hunk that was walking in wearing all black leather and carrying an M4 Carbine

he said, referring to the bag he held. “Hunter, that's my name,” he said to Bobb. Bobb stood still for a moment, contemplating if telling the stranger his name was worth it. “Bobb,” he said, finally making up his mind. Hunter was a tall, muscular man with a rugged appearance. He had a thick beard and long hair that was tied back in a ponytail. He wore a leather jacket and jeans, and his boots were caked with mud. His eyes were a piercing blue, and they seemed to glow in the darkness. He had a stern expression on his face, but there was also a hint of kindness in his eyes.

"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.

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.