Kenson Hunte Novels & Stories

A woman is standing at the end of Dax's driveway. Tall. Blond hair gone dull, pulled back like an afterthought. She's holding a covered dish in both hands, looking like she forgot why she’s here. I immediately know exactly who she is, because she has his coloring and his height and none of his light. Kelly Holt looks like someone took Dax and blew the pilot light out. Like a supermodel who’s been painted grey. Achingly beautiful, but with all the life drained out of her. "Mom."

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

“It would be enough to make me die of happiness just to spend one night with him.” Emory tugged at her arm and Kira chuckled as she pulled her along. Yeah, she didn’t know who the brother Alphas of Broiia were interested in - at least one of them, she thought. As they drew closer to the Faelan compound, Emory looked up at the moon again. “It’s the hunter’s moon, finally!” Kira grinned. “Now I’m old enough to potentially be chosen. You see, your aunt Kinshra is believed to have been one of the hunters, which may explain her incredible hearing. Did she still not tell you any of this?”

I explained to him, and he grinned in front of me. "Do you want it? If you really do, you can just stay still, and I'll take care of you," he replied, teasing his lips on mine, and I found myself staring at his moist, red lips. I swallowed, here he goes again, tempting me. "Hahaha, it's so obvious from your face what you want. Who would have thought that Katelyn Hernandez, the most elusive woman, would be hungry for my kisses?" he teased, and I rolled my eyes at him. Who wouldn't get addicted when his lips and tongue felt so good?

When he awakened he was greeted by the sight of the entire coven, including Sofia, who had apologized for hitting Todd after Katherine told her that he had stood up for Katherine when the chips were down. Katherine sat in a nearby armchair as Giselle explained the Clans, their existence and origins for Todd the same way that she had for Katherine. Giselle had been told of the attempted kidnapping. She had been silent for much longer than was a good sign. Katherine hadn't had a moment to think about Convel and his kidnapping attempt. She felt like her head was spinning. One-minute Convel is the loving father I never had and now he's a would-be kidnapper? It just doesn't make sense.

I’m walking down the hallway in search of Connor when I run into Hunter. “Hey, Santana. How you feeling this morning?” I shrug my shoulders, not wanting to share my mixed thoughts. “Hey, Hunter, I’m okay. I was actually on my way to check on Connor.” Hunter’s smile widens. “Actually, Connor is helping me with the information he got from that dude’s computer. He woke up earlier and had some breakfast before he headed to the office. That kid is a whiz with computers. How about some breakfast instead?” I smile at Hunter’s assessment of Connor. Connor loves using his computer for hacking. It’s definitely up his alley. “Yeah, Connor is a bit overenthusiastic about using his hacking skills.” Hunte

She chuckled, a warm, husky sound that filled the room. "The pressing matters you mentioned, is it about Steve and the organization?" Helen inquired, her eyes narrowing slightly. Selena nodded, a confident smile spreading across her face. "I plan on taking down the Hunters with a friend." Helen's gaze turned skeptical. "Who's this friend of yours? Is he also a part of the organization?" Selena's expression remained confident. "His name is Ken Dante." Helen's eyes narrowed further. "What makes you think he's not part of them?"

A future where he and Ken could be close again just like they used to be. Kathleen saw Banri turning to leave and glanced at her happy son, before following Banri out of the metropolitan gymnasium. Ken couldn't hear anyone with the shouts clearly. But suddenly a very nicely dressed man approached him, making his heart race. The man stopped in front of Ken and displayed a genuinely professional smile. "Mr. Kendrick's Huntington?" "Yes." Ken replied both tense and excited. From the looks, Ken wanted to believe what he was imagining but still restrained from going overboard with his expectations.

I ask, deep in thought. We hear an audible groan in the background, and if could picture Hunter now, he was probably palming his face at the moment in annoyance. "You're getting off topic." Hunter practically grits through his teeth. "I don't care if your assassin is a girl, guy, trans, non-conforming, personal, eunuch, intersex, or a bloody tree for that matter." He begins, pure annoyance radiating from his tone. "We'll we can rule out the Huntress being a tree. It wouldn't..." I begin, however, Hunter cuts me off.

They light up every single nerve ending in my body, but in a good way. But I just don’t know him. Not really. I know of him. Kenton Clearwater, the insanely hot, 6ft 3in tall hockey player who has black hair and bright leaf green eyes. He plays center for the Northport Warriors, and is to be the future Alpha of the Artemis pack once his father steps down, or… is removed from his position through death. What is it that Axel wanted me to seek Kenton out for? I can’t help but wonder. What exactly do you know?