Hunter Novels Novels & Stories

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Olivia asked but my eyes were fixated on the small tavern door that was slightly opened. “The tunnel. We would always come through here.. That is how the killer got in. They used the tunnel.’’ “We have a tunnel?” Olivia asked, seeming bewildered. “Honey, I need you to go back inside. Somewhere safe. I'm going to follow this.” “What?! What do you mean?’’ she looked up. “Just right now I saw someone disappearing into it. It might be the killer.’’ “If you are right, do you not think it's better to wait for the police? If you believe this is where the murderer came through, then it's dangerous. You know where the tunnel leads, right?’’

RHETT Down one tunnel that leads to another, opening up into a cavern of stalagmites. It was a maze down here, but I kept chasing the light, just when I thought I had caught up to Leneve, the light would disappear down another dark turn. “Hunter!” Oliver yelled as I ran towards the soft glow once again. “Hunter!” He called louder, finally making me stop and turn to him. “What?” I asked abruptly, angered that he was holding me up from finding her.

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

Will heard the commotion before he was close enough to see and by the pungent scent of iron in the air, he knew he was running head-on into a bloodbath. The first sight that met his eyes was a hunter on the back of a brown wolf and a silver rope wrapped around its neck, by the looks of it, she was quickly losing consciousness. Will didn’t blink when he sprang from the ground and knocked the hunter off, the sound of bones shattering when his weight came down on the man only made him thirsty for blood.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

There was a Hunter in his hotel. The stench of death that clung to Hunters was hard to hide. The darkness, the evil in their souls, always gave them away. Hunters were human, but they committed so many heinous acts in their mission to eradicate all werewolves that he could never sense any humanity in them. Just death and darkness. He heard Layla’s elevated heartbeat behind him and turned to look at her. Her grip was so tight on the rail that he could see the metal bending between her fingers. He turned back to Britney quickly and gave her a tight smile.

Zander remarks, in the annoyed tone of his that practically implies, 'let me handle this'. I roll my eyes at him, but ultimately agree to be quiet as I sit back down in my chair. "What can you tell me about this Huntress of yours?" Hunter asks. Zander spends the next twenty minutes explaining everything we know about the Huntress. From the task we assigned them to the Huntress being able to hack into what was considered until now, an unhackable security program. We didn't know much about who the Huntress really was. They were still a mystery to us, and only continued to prove to be a formidable enigma. A person that we were lucky to have on our side. I just hoped that our instincts were righ

Chapter 109: Something About That Girl Satisfied that the horses were settled for the night, Hunter gave each of them an affectionate rub and retrieved the lantern. Head down against the rain still misting down, he made his way back toward the cabin. Through the window, he saw Poppy working in the kitchen, intently focused on something outside his line of vision. Her red hair, now completely dry, hung in loose waves, and she'd tucked it behind her ears to keep it out of her face.