Hunter Rose Novels & Stories

I felt terrible for him, but my anger was swallowing up that feeling. “When Lord Harrington learned what the project was, he threatened Ravenwood to abandon it. Humans are not our equals and shouldn’t be treated as such. They are sustenance and playthings only. After their argument, Ravenwood took his female pet and household and fled somewhere no one could find them. It took a few months before he resurfaced to share his new ideas with the congregation. V Blood was one of them,” Mrs. Dunkan pointed out before she continued. “When rumours surfaced that Edward had conceived a child, Lord Harrington tried to find the pet who would bore Ravenwood’s seed but couldn’t find her, so he set his hunt

I asked raising the eyebrow in question. “I…. I came to meet my family….here,” he said with no emotionless tone. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “here?” He stepped aside on my question and pointed to the three graves behind where he was initially standing. My eyes wandered to the names written on grave pedestals; Liliana Russo…. A great mother and wife…. Benjamin Russo…. A loving father and son….. Rose Russo…. A loving daughter and sister.. A gasp escaped my mouth and I realised that I really know nothing about my future husband…

I wasn't going to be able to keep up this pace for much longer, and the pursuing wolves were getting closer. I spotted a black hole under a small bramble bush and dashed towards the rabbit burrow. As the tan wolf circled, I dashed under the bramble bush's edge. He was expecting me to come out the other side like I always did, and it gave me the extra seconds I needed to squeeze down the rabbit tunnel. He would have caught me if he had stayed on my tail. He had not expected me to fit into a rabbit burrow.

Timothy was the last to arrive, looking disheveled with his clothes torn and blood all over him. I jumped up to hurry over to him. I checked him out to make sure he wasn’t injured as he tried to reassure me that he was alright. When I was satisfied that he was, I took a step back, crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at him. He held his hands up. “I had to go into the forest to hunt. I managed to get a deer and was going back to get another when Carson showed up. He ran me off and started killing the deer.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “To be fair, I knew better.”

Lukas I was in the office when my door opened and I saw a rose. Whose father is the head of the council . She walked towards me and sat on the chair “ have seen the lowlife you choose over me” anger stir up inside me “ don't call her that, if you still want your head” she flinch “ I am not here for trouble, my dad sent me here to oversee what is happening in the ravenous pack.” she stood up to walked toward where am sitting

I felt her relaxing so I pulled away. She was fine. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door causing her to startle. “Hey, hey. It's ok.’’ I lifted her up with me. I opened the door. “Son, you have to come see this.” My father, standing across the entrance, said to me with a panicky tone. I followed behind him as we walked down the stairs. Everyone was still there. Some of the media crew had even started rolling the cameras again. Jessie was holding up a piece of paper towel against her bloody nose as she stared at the both of us walking down the stairs.

Hunter stepped closer as he forwarded a bouquet and she blinked at the beautiful fresh roses a bit surprised. "Huh?" She was blank. "For you," He rasped as she hesitantly took them. "A kid was selling them on the street. They reminded me of you so I bought them," He said, scratching his neck awkwardly. Like he wasn't accustomed to being a gentleman. "For me..." She whispered in disbelief, gaping at the flowers. "No one has ever bought flowers for me before," She mumbled. Her soft gaze roved over the beautiful flowers in her hand. She was in absolute awe.

Rose Elia presses hard onto the gas pedal but I am surprised to see him heading straight towards the Range Rover. As we're getting nearer, he presses down the window on his side before raising a gun. Somehow, everything starts to move in slow motion—I get to see two people on the front seats looking straight at us before Elia shoots the driver.

Instead, I smiled. "Karen Hunter, Mr Wilde's new assistance." I introduced myself, and he smiled. " Robert Wilson, Wilde's stylist," he said and shook my hand. "I love your haircut. It suits your face. I hope we get to hang out sometime?" Robert winked, handed me his card and he walked away. I hurried to Oscar's office to wait for him. Unfortunately for me, he was already there, and he wasn't pleased to see me. "You are late, Hunter," He said in a very condescending tone.

Hunter stood on the other side, dressed casually in dark jeans and a button-down shirt that made his eyes look impossibly blue. In his hand was a single white rose, simple and perfect. When he saw me, his eyes went wide, traveling slowly from my face down to my feet and back up again. The intensity of his gaze made my skin tingle with awareness. "Fuck," he breathed, and then seemed to catch himself. "You look beautiful, Celine. Absolutely beautiful." The wonder in his voice, the way he was looking at me like I was something precious and rare, made my knees go weak.