Hunting Wives Novels & Stories

And this act of hers only just made the hunt game even more interesting. The traitors that always believed they were one step ahead of me always ended up trapped in my hunting game. People in the smuggling business knew me as the Hunter and nicknamed me as that. I liked the name. None of them had survived my hunting game because they were either shot to death by my men or I or they would have had a heart attack from fear. I hoped my dear wife would be different but hey, I couldn't expect much from a woman. Many of my traitors were male and none had survived. I only have this game for women too when I found them close to me and end up betraying me.

"Why aren't females having hunter ceremonies?" He sighs. "For the same reason, she-wolves have been dismissed. They stay home with the children normally. Some husbands train them in defence, but they don't train like we do. Something we are actually changing after Conrad appointed our councilwomen. The hunters are actually trying to find our own Valerie".

The passersby on both sides looked at them with contempt, so many emotional eyes looked at them. “Wife, you see. If it's a lot, then sell it to buy something you like." Henry returned to lead him to the backyard and took out five wild chickens. Ten wild chicken eggs with a big deer. “God, where did you hunt such a big deer. And why would you bring it back so far without feeling heavy?" "It's not heavy, my wife needs nourishment."

(Almira’s POV) I stood on the deck of the luxurious cruise ship, watching the frenzied celebration of the wolf packs. The void within me grew deeper. This is the annual Hunt Festival for all werewolves, a highly anticipated event akin to a year-end celebration. This year, it was hosted by the strongest wolf pack in North America. Not only did they provide expensive drinks, but they also gathered werewolves from various packs, greatly increasing our chances of finding mates.

The Caucus of Hunters was a tight-knit group of representatives from the best Hunter families. They consisted of seven members from different families across the New York metropolis, and acted as the governing body for the race of Hunters present in the city. George Ravenwood, Celia Ravenwood's husband, was the head of the Caucus. He had been away on some Hunter business concerning the dead bodies when Maddie had been brought into the Manor, so she hadn't had the liberty of meeting the man.

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“You really did well by raising their idea of the pre-wedding shoot. It seemed to have cleared the air a little bit” “Happy married life, bro. Can't wait to be a good father, though,” Damon said, determined to get on his perk. “Shut your Goddamn mouth shut, Damon if you have nothing productive to say.” “.....chill, Bro…..These are just a few of the comments from the comment section. It is trending now.#Hunters Pre-wedding shoot and it seemed a lot of guys are actually after your wife” Hunter's blood was evident on his face, he wanted to stop him from scrolling through those comments, especially the one that had to deal with the appraisal of his wife for guys.

"You probably don't know of Mrs. Hunt's methods. A few years ago, a friend of mine knew a young girl who was sent to work at her estate. The girl didn't even last six months before she was dead," Phoebe said with a face full of worry. Summer frowned slightly. "Dead?" "Yes. The Hunt family has always been terrifying, but people seem to have forgotten about them in the past few years because of Mason's notorious reputation. Mrs. Hunt's husband is a pervert who regularly harasses the women who work at their home," Phoebe started.

I shouted. Just as I was panicking, a high-pitched female voice came from the bedroom. "Are you looking for her?" I turned, and the hunter and his wife were standing at the door. They are disheveled and carry the smell and mark of s.ex. The hunter was not as honest as he looked in the day. His face was dark, his eyes malicious, and he held a bloody stick in his hand. His wife, half-naked, looked like a scheming prostitute.

So, they followed one another, Aaron Hunter followed the young season, the group followed Aaron Hunter, and Viola followed the group. Later, he learned that those people were sent by Old Hunter to monitor Aaron Hunter. "But he will marry Yvette Hill in the end, won't he?" Ada Wood lay in the lavender field, looking at the blue sky. Even without Yvette Hill, Ada Wood could not enter the Hunter familyand be Aaron Hunter's wife.