Romans & histoires Hunting Hitler: The Final Chapter

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.

Hunter remarked as he grabbed a water bottle and took a large swig before grabbing the cord from the treadmill to plug it back into the wall. "I don't care what you do and don't want to hear. What I have to say is important, and you're going to listen to me." Hunter looked at me as if I was sporting two heads but refrained from speaking. "Sienna has agreed to fight against Deathstroke." I comment, pausing to see if he showed any recollection or not. I had a feeling he might not know who that was, so I pulled out Deathstroke's file and handed it to him. Hunter looked at me oddly, unsure as to whether he should hear me out or walk away. However, instead, he reached for the file, scanning my ey

Was still painful and the fact he did not care at all, looking at me like I'm making him a favour, just crushing my world. I felt my blood rushing in my body up to my face because of the pain I feel, and I just get up from the chair, clenching my hand on my luggage and pick the paper from the table, taking my purse and before I start stepping to the elevator, I just look into his black beautiful eyes for the last time maybe not realizing that I start crying and my tears left my blue eyes and roll down my cheek like a cascade of pain. Again I showed him emotions, and I hated myself right now because I did not keep it together through the end. But for Hunter is not important anyway so I left t

His form was still at tip-top shape, and his eyes still reflect that sense of authority only a wise leader has. “Who says the humans are hunting werewolves?” he asked with a booming voice. “The guards told me you killed the only one we captured. So, how would we know if they are really after us? For all we know, this is an isolated incident targeting a single family in our pack.” “The humans clearly know what to do. They used silver bullets and they attacked at the exact time they would be defenseless. Those are proof enough that they were after our kind.” Georg was keeping most of his anger to himself, but he can’t keep them from showing.

he whispered, and I turned to look at him with tear-filled eyes. It was everything, all at once. I’d betrayed him, and in doing so I’d lost myself. Hunting had always meant that I’d gone home to him with innocent little lies, white lies, and I’d always managed to tell myself that they were honest, in their own way – not in truth, but in intention. But hunting was no longer what it had been to me, and I no longer felt like the same powerful huntress who could take a knife to the face and not think twice about it. The thunder roared outside, and instantly the room was lit with a flash of forked lightening. It crackled, purple and white, blooming across the sky like blood.

Timothy unlocked the safe and I immediately reached past him to grab my rifle. I slowly met each one of their eyes. “Count to ten and come find me.” I dashed towards the woods and after glancing behind me to make sure they weren't there, I darted to the left. I ran all the way to the deer field and scaled a tree. I made sure that I was completely concealed. I kept my breathing light and shallow. I waited until I heard them moving through the woods. I scouted the area until I found them, walking carefully through the woods. Timothy lifted his hand and pointed to the left, before pointing to the right. I almost giggled, barely catching myself as I watched them really try to hunt me down. I mad

Ron and Eric were right on his heels, both rushing over. Their hands reached out, only to find my body giving way, collapsing without a fight. No wounds, no pain. Mission accomplished. I headed home with my cool 45 million dollars. [The end.]

She just closed the doors and windows of the car and closed her eyes waiting for sun rise. Hunter was confused with what Ludo told him about giving the Hamuumbu’s the last copy of the manuscript. For a moment, he felt the way he felt when Hilary stabbed him in the back. He was so close but she had to fall in love with Evan and jeopardised the plan. Having Evan in his grip was everything he ever needed but he couldn’t kill him yet. He was aware that, that would have put Ludo in harm's way. “My business is with the old man and since what I thought I could use is no more, its high time I make my move,” Hunter thought to himself as he drove his car into his compound.

Alessandro set me down in the center of the room, my legs still quite unsteady. His hands didn't leave my waist even as he stepped back to stare at me. His eyes were dark with desire. "What?" I mouthed as his eyes were raking hungrily over me, somewhat slowly. It was the same deep seated hunger that I had witnessed at the bar two weeks ago. He circled around me like a predator assessing its prey, and I stood frozen, unsure what to do or say. Then he finally came to a stop in front of me, close enough for me to feel the heat radiating from his sexy body.

“But there are levels to this game, Henrique.” I took a step forward. “Return the shipment you hijacked. Or be ready to be torn alive.” Henrique spat on the ground near my boot. He laughed, taunting me. “Go on. I dare you. Do your worst.” I tilted my head. “As you wish.” I didn’t even have to signal. The clearing erupted into a total disorder. Bodies collided; the sound of fists hitting the enemy’s flesh; the snarls of wolves filling the air.