Manhunt Book Novels & Stories

“I was just trying to throw in some razzle dazzle to the recap. Nobody wanna hear how it’s been almost a week and we still have no idea where Trixie or Shawna is. Or how Hunter has been acting super weird about O. We think it has something to do with the time him and O was in the ocean together. Then we have fucking aliens who are trying to kill Trixie. And Lahni has been trying to kill Lucky since she got here. Did I forget anything, Oh yea that Zombie bitch actually reported us to the Elders trying to take our boys. We almost went to Elder jail when she thought a piece of paper was going to stop us from rag tagging that ass. She real life came to our house thinking she was going to start b

I answered the questions easily and did my math by answering the problems first and then making the equation match the answers. When I finished, the sun was going down. I drank from my water bottle and contemplated sleeping up here and returning to my room early in the morning. Isabella wouldn’t care and probably wouldn’t notice my absence. I had just downloaded a book I wanted to read by Kevin Mitnick. It was called Ghost in the Wires and was about his hacking and being on the FBI’s most wanted list. I kicked back again and got comfortable. I read for three hours and it was the chill that made me pack my things to head back to the room. I needed my beauty sleep and if Isabella’s crew was st

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.

He was eagerly looking towards her, urging with his eyes that she get up and follow the group back into the library. Katalea stood, it was time to see what all the fuss was about. They stood in a circle around Luca, who donned medical gloves that stopped at the elbow. He reached into the glass case that housed the book and before he could attempt to open the book, the front page fell open, revealing an ornate depiction of an old robbed man with a staff. He had a long gray beard, braided down his chest, and weather-beaten skin hidden mostly beneath his tattered and layered robe. His blue eyes leapt off the page imploring the reader to inquire further. Or perhaps run away. Katalea wasn’t

An urge to be with him when he was going through that situation rose inside me even though that wasn't possible. "That red car never left my mind, Sandra. I knew something was wrong. So I started to look into it. And found out it was all a conspiracy. It wasn't just an accident, it was a murder. Vincenzo Zolvesky was the man who sent his man to do the job," he hissed. Rage etched across his features. "I knew I couldn't get my hands on him at that moment. I wasn't that capable yet, I was just a boy who crossed his teenage years recently. But I wanted his blood. I wanted to make him pay for everything he took from me." I gulped the thickness down my throat. "So, you threw yourself into this cr

“Only when he needs to be,” “Then tell me, why hasn't he ended that tradition of yours, the one where he found you? That thing you talked about where they hunt you girls down,” Did he hear that? How had he not been caught for this long? This was beyond weird, he should've been noticed. “The Hunt,” I said. He nodded and pointed. “That’s the one. Guess you don't mind that your sister will be participating,” I gritted my teeth. “She won’t,”

Ramsy boasted. Delta Ramsy mustered little heed to Higgins' pitiful state as the spat to the soon to-be corpse in his wake. Hunters were members of the resistance, who were mostly humans that had their only goal to be liberating their people and domineering the greater mass of carnivorous beast that desired to usurp any attempts they made to establish a system like theirs or breed enough to try. Higgins' life was dangling on a thin thread, his hands laid across the two ends of the baracade by chains anchored to his wrists and a weakened resolve from that death that just insisted on taking its time before truly drawing the life out of him.

Both Sicily and Americans were joining in for this to take off Milan. In addition to that, we have the Black Hunter as a backup. The Black Hunter has been messing with the shipments, stealing shipments occasionally. Twisting around in my head uneasily was how I was going to break it to her brother that I killed his sister because I thought she was a rat in the mafia and have been living to regret it ever since. Oh yeah, it works out if I just told him “yeah, killed your sister because she was a rat and now, I sleep in her room and vest her grave twice every single day.” Yeah, they would not freak out at all.

The final leg of our desperate hunt awaited us, and as we closed in on our destination, anticipation mingled with trepidation. The hunt had been grueling, but our resilience had carried us this far. We steeled ourselves for the final push, knowing that our resolve would be tested one last time. The fate of Alpha Damien hung in the balance, and we were determined to bring him home, no matter the cost. As our pack ventured deeper into the unknown, an unexpected revelation awaited me. Through a chance encounter and a series of events, I stumbled upon a forgotten past—a connection between Alpha Damien and my own history.

"Too slow. Again." They run it again. I watch him track four points of movement at once, correcting one man's stance with a single word, another's timing with nothing but a look, and I understand, watching him, exactly what kind of man could hunt down three killers over eighteen months and never let a single detail of it slip.