Hunter J Novels & Stories

I gasped and I fell to my knees in the vision, holding my own chest. I felt the pain. The man finally took off his hoodie and he smiled. Mischievously. It was him. The Hunter.

“How? When?” “Just this morning,” he explains. “I hired someone to look into it. The evidence with the autopsy has been destroyed in the fire, and I expected this man to go to the clinic and threaten the owners. He did. That’s how he got tracked down. He’s not very sharp.” “What’s his name?” I ask, sitting up even with the pain in my body. “Hunter Jones. His real name is Hector, but that’s what he goes with.” “Did he manage to threaten the place?” My hands are starting to shake. “Is it hopeless?”

a mercenary growled, kneeling on my chest and pressing his knee down hard against my sternum. I struggled beneath his weight, trying to twist my body, but I couldn't get leverage with my hands locked behind me. I glared up at him, breathing heavily, mud and cold water dripping down my chin. He reached down to his tactical belt, pulling a pneumatic injector from its pouch. He primed the seal with a loud click, then pressed the nozzle against the side of my neck, right next to my scent gland. "No—" I choked out. He squeezed the trigger.

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.

I was told he specializes in the use of knives and daggers and was more deadly than a raging bull. He had no tattoos on his body and he always had a mean look on his hardened face. Real name, Jack Lansing.Storm, the big brains, the hacker. Real name,Michael Angelo. Not all that tall,5ft 9,with thick black short hair,styled in a Mohawk.

Jordan stands next to Dean, Olivia stands next to Issac, Gia stands next to Justin, and Sasha stands next to Cole. I’m actually getting pretty excited for this. I look up at Gunner again, “What’s your wolf’s name?” He smiles, “Hunter.” I laugh. “Gunner and Hunter?” He chuckles but nods. “You guys were literally made for each other.” I tell him and he nods his head agreeing, bending down to whisper in my ear. “Which is precisely why this will be over quickly. I give it fifteen minutes once the wolves start searching.”

I watched for a moment before walking toward my door. As I was shutting it, I heard Elena whisper, “Go get your man, Auntie.” I shook my head. That girl was a disaster walking, and I absolutely adored the organized chaos that was Elena. I quietly crept down the stairs before slipping out the back door and into the forest. I stopped beneath his tree, looking up, scanning the tree for him but not finding him. “I know you’re here, ‘Sprey. I can feel you.” He sighed as he swung himself down out of the tree. “Hey, Scarlett. I was just leaving. I was hunting a squirrel. They’re fast and good to hunt to keep myself fresh and-”

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

Was the first thing Mackenzie said as we started trading food without even looking down "Well, he has tattoos. He has a lot of tattoos, everywhere," I say slightly daydreaming about him, "A small nose ring, and dark brown hair," I tell her, "And he has muscles, like Hulk," I compare him, using my hands to show the size of his muscles "Only you would compare that God to Hulk," Amber-Rose laughs "How did you meet him?" Mackenzie asks me suddenly, seeming suspicious. "As I was walking home from the gym I bumped into him and he dropped some money so I caught up to him to give him his money and he offered to take me home," I blush as I lie, "He's nice though and he helped me with my homework last

He spoke in a dangerously calm tone making a shiver run down my spine. "I bet Lucas will be really happy to see you." "He misses you so much. After you left him, he started searching for you day and night. He will be beyond excited to see you. After all, it's been two years." He said smirking. The person laying on the ground was still alive. He was breathing heavily and was begging them to leave him. How can I forget how cruel Lucas and his men are. Especially Kramer. He is a serial killer. He is one of Lucas's trusted men and he can even die for Lucas.