Key Hunter Novels & Stories

"Before returning to Aries Kent's house, Aries Kent was called Star. Because he was not recognized by Kent family, he was raised upby his mother. When he was three, Aries Kent, the eldest son of Kent family, died of illness because of his poor care. Then, Star was taken home by the old man of Kent family. He renamed Aries Kent and lived for the identity of the child who died. So, to be honest, Aries Kent is not Aries Kent, but only Aries Kent who enjoys everything with the title of someone else. " Viola Turner know about Aries Kent. When he first met him, he didn't like him, so he made all his information clear. Aaron Hunter is strong and there isn’t anything he can’t do, so he is just the o

Max slightly turned his head at the employee and the employee cleared his throat before going out of the tent. The employee didn't go out completely. He stayed by the entrance and stared at the two people inside the tent. When Max raised his hand to tuck Seolurrie's hair behind her ear, the employee's eyes widen. He heard and he knew the rumours about Hunter Max. He was known as the one of the five most powerful hunters in Halemyir, their country. He was also known as the coldest hunter. For the coldest hunter caring for a girl is a big news to their whole country.

Juvia stopped mid-sentence. Tristian had opened his eyes as he heard Juvia’s words. He shot a cold glare at her. “I got a news that the worlds top assassin is now Lesley hunter. She has only been in the field for about seven to eight years. The former top killer had been a woman named Honey bone, but she was dead already. I have looked this woman up, and coincidentally, her looks resemble a little to Anne. Do you think Anne had done something as disgraceful as killing people behind our backs? I really don’t understand why she would exchange a life as our family’s miss for a life of a killer,” Juvia mocked slightly and she even felt a little disappointed.

Forgive me but I can assure you we can trust these two. "Yes. She does. I guess you know Monarch Hunter? The one that hunts the blue-bloods?" They nodded. "I am suspecting Rampage Kirk Berlouz as the Hunter. Because Agape told me that he was an assassin---" "HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS! AGAIN!? A-ASSASSIN!?" Crap! They are too loud! Good thing we're here in the top of a mountain. No one can hear us but the animals!

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

The scars my mate made damn sure would never heal, tattooed into each side of my inner thighs. Did the man see those? Humiliation tore at my chest. The sob heaved deep in my throat, but no sound came. I sucked in the pain. Plucked out the noise. I wrapped the towel around my body and pressed another to my damp hair. I opened the door and there the hunter stood, holding clothes out. Women’s clothes. My brow tipped. “My wife’s. My late wife. She died… years ago. She wasn’t nearly as small as you but at least you’ll have something to wear,” he said, avoiding my gaze. I took the clothes from his hand and retreated back to the bathroom.

I was doomed if I was to be captured once again. "Sir, I don't think we'll be able to continue with our search..." One of the guards shuttered as he approached Alpha Kyle. "Why?" Alpha Kyle frowned. "We are already in the territory of another pack." I couldn't help but sigh in relief when I heard this. This meant that I was safe, but then I couldn't rejoice so quickly, what if he insisted on searching for me? "Fine let's head back." Alpha Kyle's voice came after sometimes. Hearing this, I couldn't help but sigh in relief. Even though I could hear the reluctance in his voice, I knew he had no other choice but to head back.

“12 out of 21 deer have been killed by this hunter.” Holding my spear, I am trying to catch my breath while paying my whole attention to the keeper. Keepers are the one who has the information of how many kills a hunter has in an hour. “None other than, Raffi of the Ambrose’s!” I saw my father fixing his hunter’s robe while wearing his huge smile. The whole tribe is excited especially the women of which gender I belong to. I started to walk to the wooden stage created by the tribe for this kind of ceremony. Everybody is happy and I hope this will last forever.

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.

Forgive me. I am Kyler Arrow and the future Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. I am 19 years old and I am yet to find my mate !! I am one of the top notch assassins that the world has ever seen and I had finished all university courses related to Applied Sciences 4 years ago. You could say I was a child progeny and the intense Alpha training of our pack had shaped me into one of the finest assassins.