Key Hunter Novels & Stories

Nicole shot him a glance and replied, "The Holder family is well-known among the Hunters." Lloyd was taken aback. "You're... a Hunter?" 'The Hunters, were something of a guild for hackers!' he thought. 'Only professionals could crack the URL to enter the website and create an account! Nicole's a Hunter?' "I'm Lucifer." Nicole swirled her glass of wine, her eyes wild. Lloyd suddenly trembled as his eyes began darting. "You're... Lucifer?!"

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

Making it clear his father won’t love him anymore if he refuses. Dad's friends think he's soft, he’s not. He's careful and thoughtful. There's a vast difference, and nobody in that hall would know it if it bit them in the nuts. "You didn’t tell us about the vote two days ago," I say quietly. "You didn’t need to know." "The council decided Noah Hunter can be shot on sight by any hunter. A man I dated for two years. Who helped Leon with his training. And you didn’t think we deserved to know?"

"You know what Daisy, I will leave the offer open to you…think of the whole lot of things you can do with twenty billion dollars." Wade Roberto's voice was laced with concern. "I mean…your Dad can be the founder and CEO of the great Hunter's Empire, but imagine the feeling of knowing that you turned a billionaire without Daddy's help." With that said, Wade Roberto dismissed Daisy Hunter. As she left, Wade Roberto crossed his legs on the mahogany and smirked. "Daisy Hunter will come around, I'm certain of it." He whispers to himself. Moments later…. Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home.

From the corner of my eye, I notice a movement and my head jerks back up to see a big, tall man with light brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and recognition flashes across my face. “You…” I whisper, ignoring the scratchy dryness in my throat. Wasn’t this the assistant from Tim’s pharmacy? What is he doing here? He has his hands clasped behind his back and gives me a nod. I turn my gaze back to the man in front of me and suddenly, I remember. How could I have forgotten? How can I not remember the name? Hunter of the Storm Riders pack is the son of the late Alpha Klaus! The man was a legend, evoking fear everywhere he went. Rumar had it he was next in line to be the next Alpha King of the N

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

His cropped brown hair was the color of melted dark chocolate, and looked just the perfect length to weave my fingers through while tasting the bourbon on his tongue. And those eyes. His eyes were a smoky grey, and his gaze cut straight through me with every glance. I shake my head trying to get rid of this mysterious man's face and pay attention to the crowd. Finally, I see Audrey's impossible to miss red hair. "There you are," she says, her back up against Mark's chest. "I was about to send a search party after you." "Sorry," I chuckle. I was only talking to the hottest guy I have ever seen.

He laughed. “It shoots blessed wooden stakes. It will work just fine.” “You’re a hunter?” he hissed, backing away. “What gave me away?” I smirked, not moving the gun. “What do you want? And what happened to you?” “Your guards put up a hell of a fight.” I smiled, “My employer wants back what you stole.” “I stole nothing, who is your employer?” he asked, annoyed. “The order has sent me on behalf of Alpha Rawlins, you have taken something important from his pack, and he wants it back.” I explained.

INTRODUCTION My name is Kacela. I am twenty-one years old, and I am a werewolf hunter. And I have a secret. I am a werewolf. I was raised in a family of werewolf hunters. My father, mother and older brother are all werewolf hunters, and I made my first kill when I was twelve years old. I am trained in weaponry and hand to hand combat as well as other skills that I use in the field, like tracking. I’m also exceptionally good at finding werewolves who don’t want to be found using a variety of techniques, but mostly common sense and computer skills. It’s a family business and it keeps us well employed and financially stable. We move around a lot because of it.

There were still 10 minutes to go until the second shot blasted and Susanna was frantically stripping for the entire collection of hunters to see. “Turn your fucking eyes away, asshole,” Logan yelled at a man 10 yards down the line who had been gawking at Susanna in the distance. The hunters quickly realized Susanna was meant for Logan. Since Logan was Kreil, it was easy to collectively decide it wasn't worth the pummel they would get if they kept looking. There may have been thousands of hunters lined up, but none dared to take a mate not fated for them. Even if someone did dare to claim someone else's mate, they would especially avoid one fated for a Kreil. It still could happen in theory,