Key Hunter Novels & Stories

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

He didn’t want to poke further though. “I see. I’ll see if my schedule is free for then. I’ll also talk to the others, if you want me to.” “I’d appreciate that.” “Oh! By the way, Matthew.” Layla spoke. “What is it?” Matthew’s attention turned toward Layla now. “You said there’s a lot of bounty hunters on you now, right? I’ve heard of a particular name when overhearing my customers.” “Who exactly?” Matthew became curious. “His name is Keyza Aurelian. One of, if not, *the* top bounty hunter in the world.”

The moment his eyes met mine, I knew whatever he had discovered wasn't something minor. "Dr. Kuntz." "Detective." He looked at me for a moment before glancing around the corridor. "Come with me." I followed him into my office and closed the door behind us. "What happened?" I asked immediately. Hale didn't answer at first, he walked toward the window, folded his arms across his chest and took a deep breath. Then he turned around. "We found Adrian Keller." My heart jumped. "You found him?" Hale's expression didn't change. "Yes." Relief rushed through me for half a second, then I noticed his eyes, there was no relief in them, only something dark. "What happened to him?" He stared at me. "Karma.

“Are you fixing this tournament for the Hunter’s Moon night?” “Yes, precisely. It will align with the midnight summit of the blue moon,” Rahl confirmed. “My sole focus is to prepare you to face Kathleen. She’s the most formidable warrior in the tournament and general to Lillian.” Emory’s expression tightened at the mention of Kathleen. Of course, it had to be Rahl’s ex-lover. She pulled away, but Rahl caught her arm again, drawing her back against him and she didn’t fight him. “Stop running away from me, Emory.” Like a physical force, the heat of his gaze pressed her to stay, and her mind went utterly blank. Now, they just stared at each other. Her mouth opened and closed a few times but not

Antonio's muscles stretched with anger, "Name him, King." I looked into my Beta's blue glowing eyes before answering, "Daniel Hunter." He was taken aback by the revelation, "Daniel Hunter? The one who belongs to the Hunter family of the UK?" I nodded my head in slow motion, "Yes, the same Hunter family who is known about their history of hunting the supernatural kinds in the name of keeping a fucking balance in the world." Antonio stiffened, "And they are back to hunt more of us. What are your orders?"

A figure emerged from the tree line—a tall man with the unmistakable confidence of someone who thought he was in control. Benton Nye. I had only seen his picture in the dossier Hana provided on the drive from the farm to the park. His picture had been burned into my mind—a man with sharp features, dark hair, and a smirk that barely concealed his arrogance. The dossier detailed his role as the leader of the American Hunter Association, his calculated brutality, and his obsession with destroying the supernatural and avenging his mentor, Sakina Adio. He didn’t just kill supernatural beings—he studied them, broke them, and experimented on them.

“If he’s not a D’Amaris, then I want to know who the hell he is. Find every Lorenzo you can linked to the western packs. Or anyone who’s used that name before. And if not Lorenzo, then trace D’Amaris. That surname came from somewhere. I want a trail, no matter how faint. And I want your eyes on Maxine. I still find it odd that our men died when they were on duty to keep her safe. And then this… I want eyes and ears on her, not to protect her this time.” Hunter hesitated, shifting on his feet. “And… what about Valerie? Do you plan to tell her? She has the right to know.” I looked down at the faint glow of her message still on my phone, her simple words: ‘He stopped by again. Nothing unusual.’

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

He was caught off-guard, wondering how K knew about him hooking-up with almost every pretty girl around New York. Oh, wait. Clix. He realized and remembered K saw the app on his phone when he asked for her phone number at the subway station. But then, she wouldn't know still that he slept with those women aplenty. "H-how did y-" "I have access to the database," she explained, stopping him mid-sentence. "I'm a web developer for Clix. I see you, Jesse Akerman." She looked right through him, really deep within him. Holy shit.

"You're one of us, right?" We heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and she immediately released me. We were standing in front of the mirror when the door opened and a blonde guy walked in. He was Aaron. He stared at us strangely and said, ``I thought i heard something, Miss Wilson." I looked at Cathy who turned to the other side. "Nothing. Get out of here. This isn't the male's bathroom." I yelled and he walked out. I turned and saw Cathy seething in anger. Her eyes had turned light blue and I went into her thoughts. 'Hunters.'