Is This Hunter For Real Novels & Stories

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

“Tell me what you know.” Rahl leaned closer. “The first kill is a pivotal moment, as it awakens something primal in them. Many hunters call it ‘The Beast.’ Something in them craves the thrill of the hunt and the taste of enemy blood and battle. It’s what fully unleashes you as a hunter.” The feeling she had during the fight came back to her. It was both exhilarating and terrifying. But how long until her ascension? After the fight, she expected it to happen right away.

I ask Matteo later that evening. We’re in my room that I hardly enter. He sits opposite me with a file in hand, while I drown my black soul in alcohol. I never actually realized how fucking boring my life was until Aurelia came in the picture… well till i bought her that is. “I don’t have news on your pet but we have some other issues concerning the hunters—“

I froze, fuck… I wasn’t ready for this conversation, not here, not right now. I knew he already knew I was a Hunter, but I definitely wasn’t ready for him to bring it up. And not like this, so nonchalantly too. I tried to think of literally anything to say, anything to distract from the topic, but there was nothing I could say that would suffice. I was caught, and I knew this conversation could only really go one way. I found myself reaching towards my right thigh, and pulling my dress up enough to reveal my holster with my knife seated safely inside.

“A human?” “Not just a human.” I stepped forward, keeping the knife between us. “A hunter.” His lips curled into a sneer as he took a step toward me, his movements slow and deliberate. “You must be Riley’s pet.” His eyes raked over me, his grin widening. “I can smell him all over you. Leave it to Riley to fuck up this bad. A human? And not just any human—a hunter?” He barked a laugh. “Call it off.” My voice was steady, though every muscle in my body was coiled tight. “Whatever you’re planning to do to him, end it. I heard you, Liam. You killed Marcus, not Riley.”

Hunter would've made sure to put the f*cker six feet under the ground. Her blue eyes were begging her brother for any confrontation and Hunter gulped. He didn't like emotions. They make him feel weak and he barely knows how to deal with sentiments but now looking at Aurora the only thing he wanted to do was remove all the sadness and pain from her life. "It's not a dream Aurora. He's real." Hunter said calmly and her heart lurched to her mouth as her gaze collided with onyx spheres and she noticed moisture in his eyes. "How dare you!" He screamed with a loud sob as she punched his chest with her tiny fist.

I’m back home and I have some Duffs to drown my sorrow, I’m in deep shit, annoyed and worried with my little bunny, if some asshole put his paws on her, I don’t know what I’m capable of doing. Hunter waits for me on the porch, with a lemonade glass, he signs me to sit down and I know that nothing will keep me away from his inquire. This son of a gun should be a cop instead of a fighter. He doesn’t give up while he can’t get the answers he want. Less than five seconds and he shoots the first question, this time he broke his record: “Adam, you may be the alpha in this pack, but you’re still my brother, tell me the truth, what’s going on? Why those guys were trying to kill you?”

Hunter commands through the speaker with the voice alteration added to the mic to make him sound robotic. Hayley and Felicity are the first to sprint to the centre of the arena the grass is shorter here as they are closer to the screen. If only they knew we were inches away watching their every move, their so close you can almost taste the sweat. They’re both fast as they weave and dodge before both reaching for one of the daggers as they begin their attacks. They both are on the attack juking right of left as they aim to stab each other. “I didn’t know this would be such a fucking turn on,” Teddy from the Solstice pack jokes as he chuckles in his chair. “I know I can’t decide which one I wa

I whispered. Quinn lifted her hand, palm hovering near my temple. “You want truth? Then see it.” Before I could move, she pressed her palm to my forehead. Flashes tore through my mind. Fire. Screams. The metallic taste of blood. A spear flashing under moonlight. Quinn’s arm raised, striking down a beast with glowing eyes and snarling fangs. I gasped and tore back, chest heaving. “What the heck was that?” Quinn’s voice was steady, cold. “That was the truth. I am a Wolf Hunter. And whether you like it or not—so are you.”

Dazed, he looked down at Cordelia. “Garrett?” She was frightened and she knew he could hear it. “You OK?” “This one,” he said. “This one’s ours.” She stared up at him, totally clueless about what to do. Hunter wasn’t playing a character here; he wasn’t Garrett Baker right now. He was almost naked in his honest emotion as he stood there, cradling that child. In this moment, he was Hunter Sullivan and he was holding that baby like he wasn’t going to let her go. It wasn’t fake. Oh, no. Not at all. He wanted this child. Wanted her for his own.