Huntress Nightwing Novels & Stories

Maybe they’d burn something later, she thought. The dark circles under her eyes didn’t bother her. But what was coming next strained her, mentally and psychologically. She was on her second cup of coffee before noon and had only Izabella and her pals to blame for the predicament she was now ordered to defend. Defend fucking idiots. One of whom had the easy way out - death. At times like these, Sushmita would wonder why she even became a huntress in the first place. Sigh. But she knew exactly why she was here. There was only one reason holding her from leaving, and after seeing that through, she’d be out of the door and these bozos would deal with their own shitshow.

Nigel instructed as he led the way into the city. “It’s been a while since I’ve been in a good brawl. Too bad there are so many restrictions on this fight.” Mariana cracked her knuckles as a group of rogues came snarling down an alley at us. “Told you that this cushy lifestyle has made you soft.” I taunted, rushing straight into the fray. It took a lot of control to hold back. I’m used to fighting to the death. But here I was more using my powers to incapacitate our attackers. Khalid was using his hunter weapons to shoot them with tranquilizers so they would be taken out of the fight and not have lasting effects.

A song of the sword, twirling on the breeze. And then the voice, dry and entertained. “Didn’t expect to see you lot still alive.” Serena stood up too fast. There was one hard smack to her chest. A figure stepped out from among the trees. With her hood up, two long blades crisscrossing her back, and a silver clasp at her collar shaped like a falling star. The Huntress. “ Huntress." Lucian breathed. Serena didn’t know if she felt shocked or relieved.

I took the higher ground above the trail while the watcher kept following the path that I had left for him. He came around the bend and I could see that he was male with a pack scent. It was the Boodmoon scent. I didn’t move straight away. He stopped where I had vanished and looked around too quickly. That told me he had lost me and that he was not trained well enough to hide it. He turned once and then twince and then he swore under his breath. That was when I dropped down behind him. He spun quickly but he was already too late. I caught the back of his jacket and drove him forward, slamming him face first into the nearest tree before he could make a sound. His hands flew up to brace himsel

“Alpha Henry was Alpha James replacement but obviously didn’t get the hint the first time.” The car stopped and all three men looked at me. I looked at all them them, confused. “For one, Alpha Henry of the Howling Night pack was my uncle. He was shit, but he was my uncle.” Logan sighed and rested his chin on my head. “Also, when you’ve killed 5 Alpha’s it’s kinda a big deal love. That puts a big target on your back.” I looked up at him. “No one knows who The Huntress is. I don’t go announcing who I am everywhere I go. I also don’t normally have witnesses left.” I gave a poignant look at Hector who turned back forward.

"Mortal bring forth your daughter that has requested to take The Trial. Rudina took a step towards The Fox and sat on the floor with her legs crossed. This was a sign that she meant The Fox no harm and it showed she had respect. "Child you have done well. You have shown a strength that reaches far beyond your mortal limits. You chose to help an animal instead of benefit yourself. For that we refer to you now as The Huntress. You will be allowed to come into the woods once a week and hunt for your people as long as you keep the same respect and kindness. Take this amulet."

She should've had her guard up, but she was too freaked out from reading about Garin's mom. The younger shifters had told scary stories around the campfires about a blue-eyed demon who killed unwary wolves in a very particular way. They named her The Huntress. To this day, that name sent spikes of ice down Willow's spine. The Huntress was said to kill her victims slowly, using blades instead of bullets or arrows.

Goddess forbid that to happen again, I prayed. Tasha came forward. “Yes, Luna Sylvia. I accept wholeheartedly. It is my honor and privilege to serve and protect you and your future pups. To death!” She too, lifted her right fist in the air with the shout. Her voice was strong and commanding. I felt proud of my choices. “Thank you, Ladies.” I dismissed the rest of the warriors who bowed and left immediately, leaving my Beta and Gamma behind. “I am so very proud of you, my angel.” Hunter hugged me to him firmly.

He was the first creature to ever, in her entire decade of slaying, to escape her. Since that night she had been completely thrown off her game, and it was all his fault. Now she was crouched here, trapped in a building with a hungry and murderous rogue werewolf because of her sloppy and poorly executed plan. She pulled out her phone but hesitated with it. It was on silent, it would be a total rookie mistake to not have it on silent whilst out hunting. What made her hesitate was how dark the warehouse was. Once she unlocked it, even though her brightness was turned down, it would still be bright enough to draw attention.

Narcissus' sister. Angela Athena Martinez. She was known to be ruthless just like all of the Martinez; she inherited the crazy red eyes and the jet black. Sexy and talented. That's a woman I would fuck with no hesitation. I was picky with any woman I would date but her; she could bring my bi out any day. 'Deal with them from most in need to the lea-' he began. 'I can help. I know how to stitch.' I interrupted making eye contact with the woman.