Key Hunter Novels & Stories

Kevin said. "Would you like to work for me?" Hunter asked and the guy nodded instantly. "Very well, then. Train hard for now. If need be. I want you to go on missions with me," Hunter said and Kevin thanked him before joining others. Hunter needed a trusted man who wouldn't give every minute detail to Rasmus. He'll make Kevin one of his strong warriors and a trusted man because the guy has potential. Hunter glanced at the couple striding in with smiles on their faces. The trainees looked happy to see them. Reid and Clarke had been excellent teachers and all the trainees liked them. It was odd that Hunter never doubted them.

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

He ran his hand through his tousled hair and confessed, “Look, all I know is that there was a misunderstanding between my father and him but then he killed my dad when they went out on a hunt. The pack immediately ordered a death hunt for him but he never returned.” “Until now. Oh my god...” Anna gasped with her hands covering her mouth. Although she had always known deep down that Hunter was a very dangerous man, she never imagined that he would be capable of such a thing. Knowing Hunter and Zayn very well, it seemed that forgiveness was completely out of the question. “You can stay here today and then we will leave tomorrow.” Kodiak paused a bit when his eyes fell on her bulging stomach. “

Nonetheless, in this situation, I cared little about their bond because a traitor should be treated as one! I couldn't see the hurt and fear in his eyes at my words. “At least before you hurt Cassandra, you should know this; Hunter is the culprit behind the car attack, I got the information from an insider in the Triad headquarters” I'm not surprised by the news. I've always had a hunch that bastard was involved. He's truly an enemy and it pains me I couldn't give him a taste of his medicine as I desperately wanted. As much as I hate to admit it, Hunter is more powerful. He is a decade old Alpha and has superstitious strength I've been trying hard to pull down since the day he claimed my par

So maybe it's better that he is not here. “So, here’s the things we know about the killer. Firstly his targets are all renowned and prominent men in our country. Until now he has had three victims. Mr. Arik Watson- 48 years old. Estimated time of death 1st April 2020, 3.30 A.M. He was a prosecutor who won several awards for bringing justice to the people. Dr. Robert Jonson- 54 years old. Estimated time of death 12th July 2020, 3.50 A.M. He was one of the best general surgeons in our country. Mr. James Brown -50 years old. Estimated time of death 23th January 2021, 3.45 A.M. He was the founder and the Chairman of J.B. Garments company.” And with that, Mr. Anderson gave each of his teammates

even turned me to be one of his official assassins or Hunter when I only turned thirteen or twelve years old, I can't remember. I'm the youngest Hunter in history because most people become hunters or assassins in their late twenties. Of course, they don't know anything about my identity and my real name. Due to Headmaster or dad hate it when I call him Headmaster. I don't even know how he did it. But they all know me as one of the deadly Hunters and one of seven deadly killers under the Headmaster. I killed werewolves, vampires, witches, demons, and even devils for most of my missions. I'm not like the other heartless hunters who kill every creature that catches their sight, not me. But tha

A relief just to watch his chest move up and down. “Sir,” Deke addressed him with respect. “I’m watching over your daughter.” “What else are you doing with her?” came a sharp voice from the doorway. Hunter. Her oldest brother was everything Kimber wasn’t. Coolly controlled. Extremely serious. Apparently lacking a sense of humor. Hunter always knew exactly what he wanted out of life, what he didn’t, and how he was going to conquer any obstacles in his path. He didn’t make many friends, but people always feared and respected him.

This person, who was arranged by Big Ken to secretly protect Isla on behalf of Alex was indeed Hunter Yates. The assassin did not know Hunter. He almost went crazy as he just thought that he had met a psycho that might even be gay. The key was that this "psycho" was also surprisingly strong. He seemed very casual in restraining his movements, but in fact, he could not even take his hands out of his pockets, let alone break free from the restraints. He had no choice but to watch himself get dragged to the bathroom.

"Hello Ms. Michael. I am Hunter knight." She wished for the end of the nightmare in which she was living but only if she knew what kind of demonizing nightmare is waiting for her. _______________________________________

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."