Hunter Wally Novels & Stories

“Hogan reached out to me to inquire about you, but I didn’t reveal too much. “However, it’s possible that the Waltons have offended you, and they’re trying to redeem themselves, so you have a better impression of them. If you’re willing, you may ask them to send their staff members to protect the family.” Kayson considered for a moment and answered, “Sure, I understand what you’re conveying here, Uncle Michael. I shall give Mr. Walton a call.” “Sure, shall I pass you his number then? He asked for your number, but I didn’t give it to him.” “Sure.” Kayson called Hogan after receiving the number. “Hello…” “Mr. Walton, it’s me.” “Dr. Yarde!” Hogan became excited instantly. Kayson told Hogan abou

“What are you waiting for? You’re going to get soaked.” Wondering again if one of the both of them was losing a few nuts he joined her. Matthew Wolffe. Nicknamed the Wolf. Self-made and successful. And he was running in the streets alongside a laughing nurse who caught his attention singing soulfully at a club. She was laughing as she shielded her head from the rain, dodging passersby. Before long they were in front of her apartment. She led him through the doors and up the steps to her apartment. They were both dripping wet by the time they got into the warmth of her home. She left his side and turned on the lights. A puppy with light brown fur danced around her legs.

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

Only then can you strike. Gunner’s wolf, Maddox, padded forward slightly, his neon-yellow eyes reflecting both caution and impatience. “We can’t just sit here waiting while those things circle us,” he muttered through the mindlink to Chelsea and Cheyenne, though the tone held a note of agreement.

Hunter said. "We don't know who Silvia is," The other guy croaked out and Hunter's eyes darkened. Putting his phone aside. He barked at his men who scurried inside. "Strip them," Hunter ordered and their faces paled. His men did as told and within seconds both the guys stood there butt naked with their hands tied behind their backs. "One of you shift," Hunter said looking at one of his men who shifted quickly into his wolf form. "I want you to f*ck that guy," Hunter said pointing at the f*cker who looked as if his soul left his body.

His adam's apple moved seductively the moment he swallowed loudly. “Turn over. Ass up, face down," I continued, looking straight into his eyes. "I want to see how pretty you look, arched and waiting for my mouth, before I claim the rest.”

Her growl echoed through the trees and her eyes glowed brilliant green. As Kathleen thrust the knife down, Emory shifted into full wolf and slipped through her legs. With extraordinary speed, Emory shifted back to Hunter, digging her fangs into Kathleen’s throat as she turned. Kathleen tried to thrust the dagger into her back, but she parried it with one flick of her wrist.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

I said as I turned my attention back on him, He turned to the other men who still stood in place waiting for the order to carry on,...."Everyone, carry on," Marshall said as he instructed them to continue what they were doing, and immediately everyone went back to what they were doing, Marshall is in charge of all our weapons in this warehouse, anything happens to them, he answers to me. "Follow me," I said to Marshall as he followed behind me with few appointmented men as I began walking to the room where I'll be meeting a certain someone.