Kim Na Na City Hunter Novels & Stories

The whole city spreads down beneath us, dozens of cars speeding by. If I am to drop the guy, he’s getting squashed and I have every intention of letting my hand go. “Looking at our wives like that means you are inviting death to your door.” Hunter says darkly, the dark look in his eyes exposes his other side- the dark and dangerous side that no one dares cross. “I am sorry!” The man yells painfully as I slam him harder, the night breeze tousles his dark hair and the satisfaction of watching him feels so fucking good.

The camera man was rolling his camera. The person tending to Mr. Hamuumbu was dragged from behind finding himself in the flowers. Everyone turned their heads in Mr. Hamuumbu’s direction, Kate too. She smiled seeing Hunter in an all-black suit kneeling down before Mr. Hamuumbu. “This is your time to come clean,” Hunter whispered in his ears. Mr. Hamuumbu didn’t move. Hunter removed a knife from his pocket. Everyone watched in awe. Hunter then stabbed Mr. Hamuumbu in the thigh making him scream insults at Hunter.

When I say these people are bitches, you have got to believe it. There are two stages to entering the Hunters territory. There is the Frontal city. And yes, the city is just as its name. It is located at the front and it is where the Hunters allow us, other supernatural creatures have conversations with them. The other city, the one behind the Frontal city is where the citizens live, and by that, I mean, the rest of the Hunters population for North America.

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.

It was a favorite game of Liam's and often helped him determine who was truly worthy to join the Hunters. "My father taught me the basics, but I learned the more advanced from an archery Master in the city." The boastful tone was irritating Liam's ears, but he wasn't quite finished. "I see. And what makes you think your good enough to join the Hunters?" Hiding their smirks behind their cloaks, the Hunters waited for the answer. He had obviously expected for this moment to come, and for him to be chosen, so he answered immediately. "I am the best of my Village, My Lord, and the best in the next city over. I belong among the best of the best."

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

I squeeze as I ask again, “The name and where?” He struggles against my hold. He doesn’t seem as strong as the other one, and it isn’t long before he is on the verge of passing out. He taps my hand and opens his mouth, trying to speak. I loosen my hand just enough for him to take a few jaggered breaths before he rasps. "T… Th… The H… Ho… Hotel K… Ki… KingH… Hunter... It's about 2 miles into the city..." I growl low in his face once more and smile as I hear liquid hitting the ground. I glance down quickly and then return my eyes to his as I growl once more.

Hunter lives practically on the other side of town now, and since I don’t have a car and have no idea how to take the bus, I ask for a taxi. When I ask the taxi driver to park on the corner, I look at the prominent façade of Hunter's house and notice there are many photographers there waiting. *Selena: There are many photographers in front, what do I do? *Hunter: Ask the driver to enter the side garage. It will be open.

The hunters knew that they were getting close. They crept forward, their weapons at the ready, until they caught sight of Tate standing in a clearing, his massive form silhouetted against the moonlit sky. Without hesitation, the hunters opened fire, their silver bullets ripping through the air and striking Tate with deadly force. Tate came to realize at that moment that he had been on a bad path for so long and barely escaped from the hunters. He went back home to his brother, and Marcus gladly allowed him take back his place knowing that he really had changed.