Left For Dead 2 Hunter Novels & Stories

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

Better to burn them all and give myself a clean slate. I struck a match, dropped it on the floor, and walked out without looking back. From across the street, I watched the house go up in flames. The orange glow lit up the whole block. The fire department and the cops would be here soon. They would find a charred body inside—I had paid off a friend at the morgue for an unclaimed female corpse. Isabella Torrino would die in that fire. Isabella Rossi would be reborn somewhere else. My phone rang. It was my mother, Sofia.

Little did he know that I had taken Ayden and left for foreign shores a decade ago, back to the stronghold of our family. Derick, lost and searching, was instead found by Jasmine. 10 years had turned Jasmine into a shell of her former self, robbed of her fertility and plagued by a severe mental disorder. Once she found Derick again, she would not let go. From lovers to sworn enemies, they lost everything and lived only to torment each other. Soon after, tragedy struck in Derick's home: a shooting that left both dead. Rumor had it that Jasmine, in a fit of madness, decided if she was going down, Derick was going too.

I understood then. The people I cherished most were the ones who wanted me dead. I could only hope that once they got their wish, they would live to regret it when they finally learned the truth. In my final moments, as the Rogue's claws tore open my chest, the force of the blow tore my spirit from my body. I floated in the air, watching my own mutilated body lie on the forest floor, bathed in moonlight. At that moment, my Alpha and fated mate, Damon, was kneeling beside my sister, Chloe.

Like I was already floating away. Maybe this was it. Death. [System Online]

I had to. Sweat streamed down my brow as the trees grew closer, and then my gaze traveled beyond. To one of Alpha Orion's troops, who was riffling through the pockets of a man bleeding out on the ground. A hunter, judging from the bow next to him. Sliding to a stop, I screamed, Who is that? Someone with eyes,the warrior said, ripping silver rings off the hunter’s fingers and thrusting them onto his own. The dying guy gazed at me, lips opening and shutting, blood streaming down his chin courtesy of the arrow through his throat, then his eyes went blank, body limp. Dead.

“One that endangers the pack, I’m tired of you fighting my battles for me, this one means less risk, why don’t you see that, our people can be safe” Zayne tips his head to the side, crossing his hands at his chest. “I’m listening” I nod my head, okay, I’m getting through to him, “You know about the hunters in the city” if he’s being tracking me he must be aware he isn’t the only one. “The one’s you killed?” “Not all of them” I tell him about the hunter I left alive a few nights ago. Zayne sighs “He’s dead, can we go now?”

My undercover mission goes wrong, and I'm captured, only to discover that the man I've loved for years is the heir to a powerful crime family. Desperate to keep me alive, Caspian hides me on a remote island. "Be good and stay here, Elowen. Once I convince my father to let you go, I'll come back for you." Only later do I learn the truth. The island is where the Hale family banishes its enemies and traitors. For an entire year, I fight to survive, coming close to death more times than I can count. When I finally escape, I return to the Hale residence to find my identical twin sister nestled in Caspian's arms. "Caspian, Elowen and I were both captured a year ago. Why did you save me and le

The Lester and Black Haw soldiers were fast when they built a small arena on the cliff using wood and metal platforms. The fighting on the battlefield ceased after Flavius agreed to Hunter’s challenge for a duel to death. And the word Death was like an icicle pike aimed and focused at my heart, ready to stab me if Hunter failed this—I frowned. No. There was no way I would let myself think my husband would die just like that. I would never let that happen. Please, Moon Goddess…don’t ever let that happen.