Hunter Novels Novels & Stories

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

“There was a letter sixteen-year-old Hunter wrote. Some girl he was fooling around with knew of the letter, and maybe Hunter treated her a bit badly. I don’t know, but she informed his mum about the letter and it was found. That was the same month Hunter stopped going to see Oliver. Your father’s investigations and sources say Oliver would come to games alone after that, to the parks they used to visit. I’m sure they just looked like friends and all that. Just two werewolf teens hanging. But two months later my cousin is killed, and Hunter leverages his knowledge of the fact that Myrtle was involved in shady shit with the Shadowbane pack on her and he makes her give him a necklace. Then he w

[katalina] I’m with Hunter now. We’re taking the route back home. My body is aching like I’ve been hazed by a fraternity. On our way home, Hunter was so serious on the road. He won’t believe me when I confessed that Bernard was just a fictional character in the book I was reading before. He didn’t know about my past. Nor he deserves to know. Of course, prior to I became a researcher and writer in one, reading pocket novels are my pastime. It helps me to escape the cruel world.

Hunter grinned like a maniac and I writhed beneath his grip trying to free myself but to no avail. Nic stared at Hunter for a moment before he took a step forward but groaned from the sheer effort and pain which was clearly visible on his face. Nic was clearly hurt and there was no way he could fight Hunter...not like this. "Did I mention that Knife is laced with one of the most vile poisons known to Lycans?" Hunter asked and my eyes bulged. My eyes trailed back to Nic's chest and that explained why Nic wasn't healing fast...or healing at all.

Hunter checked his time. 11:24. His flight was at 14:00 hours. He had prepared everything and had packed all his gear. Leaving the country was not on his wishlist but there was nothing he could have done, that was his only way to stay alive. He didn’t expect Hilary to betray him like that. Trust, for him, was a big word but he relied on her. He knew she could deliver but along the way, love happened to her. It was the same love that got her killed. Hunter didn’t have any regrets on Hilary’s murder. Killing had become a hobby for him.

Hunter is a friend of mine. We’ve known each other since high school and we went to the same college together and majored in the same field. But he’s not family. Nor is he part of my world, as much as he wants to be. Anytime he sees a glimpse, he goes wild with excitement. When we were in high school, I once showed him the gun my father had given me after my first kill. He grabbed it out of my hands, pulled the trigger, and almost shot a maid who happened to walk by. That was the last time I ever gave him a firearm. But to please him, from time to time, I let him in on the Mafia world just so he can stop constantly bugging me. So, I say, “Yes.” His eyes widen and he leans in, clearly wanting

muttered Sumico excitedly. Sumico went on taking a look at Hanny’s other romance novels one by one until she reached a book – not a novel, but it got the similar size with a novel. The title was tickling, somewhat queer, strange, and scary. Sumico turned the book back to read the synopsis for a while.

Stephen leaped on him, taking him down with him. "Steph". Ace called him but it was late. Callum saw his eyes flashing yellow. A bright yellow. Pupils dilated. Stephen had Adam's neck exposed as his fangs elongated and the last thing Callum saw was those fangs sinking in the crook of Adam's neck and then he lost his consciousness. It was too much for him. "Tsk tsk tsk. You let your wolf overpower you". Zol said unamused. Though they didn’t put any charge on Stephen for killing Adam, because they knew Adam had few things on his hands to be taken care of. But they were kind of disappointed.

she giggled before raising expectant eyes to my face. I clenched my jaw. I knew what she was hinting at, but she would never get it. I knew who I belonged to, and she was the only one I wanted. I forced a smile on my face. “Interesting. Maybe we’ll have baby foxes soon. Annie once had a pet fox and hand-reared her pups when she passed away.” Vanessa glared at me. “Are you serious right now?” “About Annie having a pet fox? Yes. She was devastated when her fox died.”

“My hunger partially quenched, I began to realize the depth of my situation. I had heard campfire talk of creatures that roamed the night, immortals that survived on human blood. I raged in anger and ran further from the camp. I might not be able to reach Valhalla, but I would not deprive another soldier of his glory. I learned to sleep during the day, hidden away under fallen brush where the scalding sun could not torture me. At night, I would hunt to fill my belly, but the want of human blood was driving me towards madness. “I lost all interest in the war my brethren fought. The only thing I craved was blood. The lack of it drove me to the brink of insanity. As soon as I feasted, I