Novel & Cerita Hunter Rose

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?" My eyes almost got out in my eye socket. "WEDDING!?"

On the runway were standing two powerful SUVs along with a black limousine shining perfectly. He stepped in his car and seated comfortably. The car drove to the private villa he booked for his staying. Conrard had booked Soneva Fushi Private Reserve for his boss. Conrard was the left hand and the manager of Maddox Dasher. There is no one in this world Maddox trusts more than him. "Where is Travolta?" asked Maddox looking out of the car window. Conrard took a look at his phone and answered, "Your villa..."

"Russell's sponsor is asking him to fight new year's eve. But I worry his ribs might not be fully healed by then." "Sponsor? Russ... You didn't tell me you had a sponsor? Way to go, son." he says happily, making Russell close his eyes as if I had just revealed a dark secret. "Who's your sponsor?" he asks. Both Russell and I respond at the same time. "No one important." "Knights Enterprise." Uncle Fred's jaw clenched, and I could see his face turn angrily. "Knights Enterprise?" he turns to Russell, who has his eyes closed and hands fisted.

Hunter shrugs. I find myself so surprised that I find myself speechless for the first time in my life. Instead of saying words, I decide to act instead. I was so much better at that, anyways. I stand on my tippy toes and wrap my arms around Hunter as I pull him into a passionate kiss.

no surprise there. "Apology accepted." I grumbled and turned to drag myself the rest of the way. "Okay now hold up Rosette." His voice was too loud this morning, I frowned and turned. The movements were draining what little energy I had left. He looked me up and down with the same expression of disbelief. "Take a picture already so I can leave." "What the hell happened to you?" He completely ignored me. "I'm auditioning." "Auditioning?!" "Yes, I want to be one of the zombies in Hotel Transylvania. Now leave me be." He huffed, rolling his eyes and holding my hand so I wouldn't make a move to leave again. At this rate, I'd definitely be late for my class.

“I wouldn’t miss for the world Rainn.” The trials continued with weapons and Rainn came out on top of every challenge thrown at him. The council was very surprised and happy to have a warrior such as him wanting to become a hunter. At the end of the trials, the four new hunters were finally announced, and Rainn was happy that he was one of them. The mentors came out and headed over to each of the four new members of the Vindicta. Ard'al, of course, was Rainn's mentor and he couldn't have been prouder of the man that Rainn had become, even if he was worried about the next part.

Take it to higher level that her parents dreamt to take it to. “Come in, I have been expecting you!” Hazel uttered in loud tone as she heard a silent knock on the door. She was expecting one of her staffs. The door pulled inside gently as she talked. A young handsome man entered into the office. He was a brown skinned guy. He was tall, and well looking. He was cleaned from head to toes, had a curly hair and cat eyes ball. He was handsome enough to be every woman’s taste. “Hi Hazel!” The young man uttered in sweet tone. He put on a t-shirt and jeans trouser. He wore a necklace, and bracelets. In terms of family, he and Hazel were family friends. The name of the young man was HUNTER.

the girl in the car mumbled. “You brought this on yourself Hilary,” Hunter said as he carried her on his shoulder. She tried to shake herself off him but couldn’t manage. Hunter was too strong. He had the body of baseball players. He was six feet tall. His arms were big they could hold three people at once. He had a very hideous face with a beard he well took care of.

Thomas chuckled as he took the rose from me. "Those guys chased me for three blocks. When I ran past a flower store, I remembered that it was Valentine's Day. Because I had stopped for a rose, one of the guys cut my arm. I quickly ran off again. Back then, I was thinking that it was a good thing I had steady hands. If I didn't, the flower would have fallen on the ground." John, who was standing in the distance, tapped his watch. It was to tell me that it was about time.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."