Manhunt Book Novels & Stories

Hunter knew all too well that every decision comes with its consequences. He made a deal with the Patels' to get rid of Ludo but he didn’t hold his end of the bargain. Despite this, Hunter was no man to be intimidated by the Patels. As a matter of fact, they were out of the picture for him because he had finally got what he sought after; the manuscript. As soon as he got home, he printed the whole manuscript out, took it with him into his carnage backyard and treated himself to some reading. He never remembered when he had read like that but he was determined to finish reading the whole story that very day.

Hunter knew all too well that every decision comes with its consequences. He made a deal with the Patels' to get rid of Ludo but he didn’t hold his end of the bargain. Despite this, Hunter was no man to be intimidated by the Patels. As a matter of fact, they were out of the picture for him because he had finally got what he sought after; the manuscript. As soon as he got home, he printed the whole manuscript out, took it with him into his carnage backyard and treated himself to some reading. He never remembered when he had read like that but he was determined to finish reading the whole story that very day.

I saw his brow furrow as he paged through and felt my muscles tense when he came to the page I knew his kid was on. "Caitie Bear? What the fuck is this? Who the fuck are these kids?" "That's what we're trying to figure out." "Start fucking talking." He looked around the table at all of us, his face set in stone. "Lo?" I turned to the man who'd sent me the book. "Right. The book you're holding in your hand was confiscated from the home of a man we suspect is guilty of human trafficking among other things..."

Hello and Happy Summer to Everyone!! The sequel to "The Hunt" is called "The Dragon's Treasure" and it is being posted one chapter at a time on the web app here on Good Novel! (The first chapter will post this afternoon - June 14, 2022) You won't be able to find the book on the mobile version for a few months yet (it has to go through approval and I don't want to make it pay to read quite yet as I work through the story development and editing phases).

This is night so he don't actually see through me, but everytime he look up, his eyes directly at me. That shock me, but then he just look away. I sigh in relief, shrugged the thought and enjoy the boring night without anyone see me. I said, “Everyone is happy despite vulnerable to almost everything. Not even death they can possibly avoid it,” I said, and the foolish stop from what he's doing, and even slowly close the book in his hand. He didn't look up, so I added after I sneered at him, “This foolish is not exception. Why not party with everyone else while he's living on?” His lip slightly curve, and he open the other book this time. He said to himself, slowly, “This book... is said to co

That was what gave me the ability to spot footprints and blood in areas that would normally be overlooked. My mate sent his pride, encouragement, and love down the bond. I was glad to have him beside me throughout all of this because he was the only thing that kept my panic down to a manageable level. There was an oppressive feeling in the air, but it seemed to be that I was the only one who could sense it. There was something very wrong going on here. I just hoped and prayed that it would not come back to bite us in the ass. Rachel, my father’s cousin, was being held prisoner by these Neanderthals. Her gift of stealth was exactly how they were able to go from place to place essentially unde

The book I was reading wasn't in sight, so I went exploring the shelves until I found it at the top. I opened it and began searching for information about my strange kidnapper and my nephew's father. It was then that I came across a title that caught my attention: “The Rise of Harvey Bloodclaw.”

In the continent of Elysium, magic has dried up and monsters have descended. The only way to survive is to participate in a game called "Hide and Seek." Only the winning races receive rewards and a chance to live. The Werewolf Clan drew me—a twenty-two-year-old half-blood werewolf. I was painfully thin, having been locked in a dungeon for the past fifteen years. The live chat scrolling before my eyes was filled with despair: [What the hell? This is our clan’s representative?] [A girl a strong breeze could knock over? Is she even an adult?] [I bet she bursts into tears the second she sees a monster.] [It’s over. We’re so dead. I knew we’d lose this time. Are the werewolves really going to be

How fast could he be going? Through a small window pane, I see dark armed figures outside, noiselessly rounding this part of the building. This is a calculated attack. They are here for someone, or some people—they shot at our table first. Jules now slumps lifeless, it had to be a sniper. Maybe it's Jasper Grant next, or even both of us. I need to find Jasper Grant, he's the key to escaping this. And the windows, I must keep off the windows; the sniper's still out there.

My one choice would decide the fate of this island. I felt a strange feeling holding me and could hear the screams. It was a calling. Someone was begging me for help. Tugging at my hair, I peeked inside the book. In Pages, a lady seemed to be working on a design with her child wrapped against her back. The little one with shiny eyes was dreaming while holding her mom tightly. I could feel the warmth of her smile. Nerves get on me when I put my hand on the page. The light penetrated my body. Within moments, I felt a drastic change in my surroundings.