Hunter Novels & Stories

Ryan was quiet for a while. Then he slowly walked over to the couch near the window and sat down. I watched him carefully. “Shirley was my pregnant dog,” he finally said. I frowned. “What happened to her?” Ryan's jaw tightened. “She was run over by Jerry.” I gasped. “What?” “That isn't even the worst part,” he continued bitterly. “He didn't stop to help her. He didn't call anyone. He didn't even bother checking if she was alive.”

“I know this sounds weird, but… any chance you guys can keep it quick? Snappy? My mom’s coming over tonight. I don’t want her walking in on anything.” At the mention of Mrs. Morales, Hurst’s cock jumped… harder, thicker inside me. He pulled out completely. The sudden emptiness made me whimper again. Hurst tucked himself back into his sweats, voice even. “I’ll think about it.” Damian nodded, satisfied, and disappeared back down the hall. I turned back to Hurst immediately after, desperation clear in my voice. “What the fuck are you doing? Why'd you stop?” I breathed. His eyes were black, pupils blown.

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The bile rose into her throat, burning while her stomach turned. *No. It’s not him.* And that wasn’t far from the truth either. Nathaniel would never raise a finger to hunt them down. He’d get his men to do it and despite how mean and disgusting they could be, they weren’t that good at hunting. So, it had to be someone else. “Where’s the rifle?” Chloe asked breathlessly as she pushed herself up. “In the footlocker, where we found it.” Freya replied nervously. “What are you going to do?”

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

I gasped in horror when I realized who got a shot. Deer! “Man!” Cassius chirped out and reached out to Luther, patting his shoulder. “I can’t defeat you in the shooting. You’re such a great shooter.” Luther nodded. “Today is going to be a big party.” He glanced at me over his shoulder, smirking. “What do you think, Noelle? Are you going to join us?” My heart was still throbbing against my chest. It took me over one minute to reply to him. “How could…” I swallowed, shaking my head. It was a waste to ask him how he could kill an innocent animal!

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.

We are closing in. How many? 4 Rogues but I sense another presence His next words making my eyes to widen. I sense a hunter your Majesty Fuc*! Surround them. I am coming! I mindlink Jason and tell him to report. We were leaving. There is a hunter and there are chances he can be the one finding the prophesied one. These hunters are searching for rejected mates. And right now. There is only one in out pack. Sh**! The thought making me stop suddenly and I send Jason another mindlink.

“I’m so sorry, Kian.” “That’s not all. Whenever I’m around her, I have this feeling in my stomach, like it’s full of butterflies. I think that’s my way of reacting to her… as a Hunter. It’s an internal warning of sorts, I think.” Aaron nodded. He imagined there must be some sort of a reaction whenever the enemy was nearby. “What are you planning to do?” he asked. Clearing his throat, Kian reached into the back of his trousers and produced a wooden stake, shaped like a cross, about two feet by one foot. The tip appeared to be cast in silver. “I believe I have no choice but to use this.”

They're only interested in the riches they're going to get and the fuck they can give. I've been prowling around the pack for several days and crossed the borders several times, but I can't get close enough to finding the future Luna. I want to see this boy before I kill him. When I went beyond the border today and because I was thirsty, I approached the river, being uncovered. I didn't expect to see a pup crying, naked, by the riverside. When he looked at me, I knew who he was. It felt like Mary was there looking at me. I quickly formed a lie and exchanged a few words with the kid. He told me his name was Angel and that the whole pack hated him because he rejected his mate. Too bad, when I