Hunter J Novels & Stories

HJ, the underboss of America’s most ruthless mafia, wanted to play. And I couldn’t hold back the smile that spread across my face, because this side of him warmed something in me that had been cold for a very long time. “Pretty sure the thing that’s going to help me sleep at night is you getting me out of these zip ties.” I waved them in front of us. Towering over me, he crossed his arms in that black hoodie of his. “I don’t think I will.” “HJ!” I whined.

Testosterone boils around me due to his suspicious question. “My name is Jonathan,” Jonathan introduces himself in anticipation. “Hunter Blanco.” I keep looking like a clown as the two shake hands. “Shall we take a drive?” he asks me. I stare at him. It's not Jonathan! my conscience screams at me. “Yes.” I swallow the rock in my throat. I look at Jonathan. “Thank you for accompanying me here.” “Just don't spoil anything,” he alerts me and nods to his encouraging words. I climb into Hunter's big, silver truck. My mind wanders to the mirage I had in college a few months ago and could I swear it was this same car, or am I going crazy?

Some of them did not even stop at the red light – they pressed the accelerator instead of the brake, as if blessed with immortality. Anubhav turned and caught a glimpse of himself on the mirror above the wash basin. His usually sharp, light blue eyes looked hazy owing to the long and tiring journey. His eyes narrowed and he absently stroked his jet black hair. As always, his hair did not need the services of a comb, it was silky and fell fashionably just by finger combing. Friends at home used to call him Tom Cruise, not without reason. There was a letter on the bed.

Her growl echoed through the trees and her eyes glowed brilliant green. As Kathleen thrust the knife down, Emory shifted into full wolf and slipped through her legs. With extraordinary speed, Emory shifted back to Hunter, digging her fangs into Kathleen’s throat as she turned. Kathleen tried to thrust the dagger into her back, but she parried it with one flick of her wrist.

He hissed, taking out his frustration on his assistant. And not just Alex but Jenny and N, too. Ever since the breaking news had been flashed on the screen, he has been livid. With this news dies his single hope of destroying Viaan at once. He can’t help but feel his nerves pipping out at the news flash he saw last night. *Flashback to Last night* Hunter’s Apartment:- After looking at his preparation for the big day, Hunter had just sat in front of the TV to see the business headlines when the breaking news snatched the ground beneath his feet.

"You're one of us, right?" We heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and she immediately released me. We were standing in front of the mirror when the door opened and a blonde guy walked in. He was Aaron. He stared at us strangely and said, ``I thought i heard something, Miss Wilson." I looked at Cathy who turned to the other side. "Nothing. Get out of here. This isn't the male's bathroom." I yelled and he walked out. I turned and saw Cathy seething in anger. Her eyes had turned light blue and I went into her thoughts. 'Hunters.'

We managed to pull some strings and get ahold of the street light cameras too. "Whoever the intruder was, they were very keen to hide their face. None of these cameras captured him. He kept the hoodie on and he angled his face away from the camera, not even the shadow of the street light caught a percentage of his face. He’s almost a professional at being a ghost.’’ my mother-in-law and I stared at each other, then back at the screen in front of us. "Shouldn’t we go to the police with this evidence?’’

He spit out and I laughed. “You will tell me what I want to know sooner or later.” I motioned for my man to go back to his torture. I would find her and kill Jensen. He thinks he can double-cross me, so he has to pay the price. A few hours later I walked back into the basement where I was keeping the man we had taken, I think his name was Jordan. I didn’t really care what his name was. All I cared about was breaking him so I could go and get what belonged to me. My man had done a real number on him already so I decided to see if he was ready to talk. I walked over to him, he was chained to the wall and looked like he was barely able to hold himself up. His face was covered in blood and he wa

Everyone was intimidated just by his presence, they slowly step backward and planned to leave the place but he didn't allow it. The battle begins with him against the three other Rogues. They started growling as if they are questioning him. Shock can be seen in their eyes when one of the leaders of a pack engages in their fight against the hunter. And what makes them more confused is when the one that's supposed to kill the hunter is saving now the woman. He even questioned himself about what he is doing. His mind wanted to just see what would happen between them but his body just move when he saw the wounded hunter.

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.