Hunter X Reader Novels & Stories

he hissed, raising his club. I ducked and rolled, ignoring my own shudder at the whirling sound above my head. I sprang to a crouch and lunged forward, just like Burney had taught me and took his legs out from under him. He tried to raise his arm again, but I latched onto it, raking my nails down his skin. He let out a surprised grunt, his winded reflexes sending his pole rolling out of his reach.

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

cried Price. “Language!” Amy and I chided him at the same time. Isaac faced me with an incredulous frown. “C’mon.” I produced my phone, where I had downloaded Trisha’s SLS app, and looked up at the couch. “May I, ma’am?” “Show him,” the phone app replied, giving the Haunters a good start. “Thank you.” I opened the app and let Isaac see my screen. The sticks showed Ann sitting on the couch, with Edward and Joseph standing behind her like soldiers.

I know what it is that this remarkable man feels for me; I cannot let him ever say it. "Jax, I want to show you something." "I don't think there is any other bit of your body I have not seen." "You would be surprised. But it's not me." "Am I going to like it?" "I don't think so. In fact, I know you won't." I run into the kitchen to find the box that Hunter has given me. "Here, open it." "It's a box in a box?" "Carry on." "There is a box in a box in a box?” He cocks his head and raises his eyebrow. “Is this your idea of a present?"

“A couple of times I wish Beta Arlo didn't go wild, I mean I will be free.” "Good riddance." Hunter speaks for the first time. “Not like it's your type of fun anyways.” Hudson continues in his comical jest. "What's my type of fun?” "Boring books and ledgers and journals, I’m sure your library should be outpouring by now.” "Hudson! Shush, would you?" Hunter casts a light warning. "Hector doesn't need to say much, you will see yourself in the woods in search of an imaginary relic.”

Hello faithful readers. How do you do? I have been incognito for a while due to some hardware issues with my computer but I have found a way around that thanks to God. I am sorry for letting you all down and hope that wouldn't happen again. Now that I have that out of the way, there is an announcement to make. I am here to inform you that Book 1 of Hunters: The Prequel - Hunter Hunted - is over. And Book 2 begins today!

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

Clearly, she was highly impressed by the visitor. Rhonda glanced at the card for identification. The card….seeing the name…..shock punched her gut…an attorney…from Bolivia… There could be only one connection here---the Hunter estate in Bolivia. And why would a lawyer fly all the way to Sydney if there was not an inheritance to administer? It had to be about the money. And if there was money, Oberon had lied to her. “Mr. Ferrera asked to see if Mr. Hunter is available,” Betsy informed her,” but since he is down at the pool terrace with the baby….”

"You're one of us, right?" We heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and she immediately released me. We were standing in front of the mirror when the door opened and a blonde guy walked in. He was Aaron. He stared at us strangely and said, ``I thought i heard something, Miss Wilson." I looked at Cathy who turned to the other side. "Nothing. Get out of here. This isn't the male's bathroom." I yelled and he walked out. I turned and saw Cathy seething in anger. Her eyes had turned light blue and I went into her thoughts. 'Hunters.'

I needed to know. It was me who broke the silence. “Do you drink the blood of humans?” “No… yes… I mean, no,” he stammered. “Well, that’s confusing,” I said softly as I searched his anguished face. He took a deep breath. “Okay, here goes. Sasha’s mother was a day-walker. She preferred the blood of humans. While I was with her, I tried to live as she lived and so, yes, I drank the blood of humans. It was not the life for me. Because I was born of a human, and hold within me human genes, I can sustain myself quite well on a vegetarian diet, so I no longer drink blood.”