Manhunt Cast Novels & Stories

I said with a small smile, hoping my acting skills were convincing enough. The man's expression softened slightly, but he still looked suspicious. "I see. And what about Marcus?" "He's just a friend," I said quickly, hoping to deflect any further questions. The man studied me for a few more seconds before finally nodding. "Very well. But don't think you're fooling anyone, Hunter. We're watching you." With that, he turned and walked away, disappearing into the night. I let out a sigh of relief and turned to Derek, who was looking at me with a mix of concern and amusement. "Well, that was fun," he said with a chuckle.

For a moment, it looked like Antonio wouldn’t drop it, but the moment floodlights detonated the darkness and SUVs poured into the driveway, he slowly set the pistol on the marble and kicked it away. The click echoed louder than the engines dying in sequence outside the mansion. Boots hit the floor in disciplined violence and soon red dots crawled over his chest, throat, face. At least twelve rifles. From the wall of uniforms stepped Breanna. Helmet off, hair pulled back and eyes cold as the North Pole. “Antonio Hunt,” she called, raising the paper high “I have a warrant for your arrest. Murder. Organized criminal enterprise.” She flicked it open, letting the seal catch the light. “You have t

He held his hand but Callum pushed it. "I don’t want". He was sulking and Stephen was trying hard not to laugh again. But his red face was telling Callum that he was on the verge of laughter. He just TSKD and that’s it. Stephen was rolling again holding his stomach. While Callum was standing stomping his feet. "Stephhh!!!!". He whined. "Oh Come on Alpha. Help your Luna don’t tease him. Swift, he made fun of all of us when we tried our first hunt". He heard Trist. Who again bursted into laughter.

“Can you please make this quick? I have an investor meeting in half an hour and I can't miss it.’’ “Mrs Grunt, I'm afraid you're going to have to call off that meeting. You may be here a little longer than expected.” “What are you talking about?’’ I was confused. “Is it true that you once threatened Jessica Macallister’s life?’’ my eyes grow wide as an emblem of horror flashed across my face. “That's what this is? You want to pin this on me?” “Mrs Olivia Montey,’’ the officer called me, “You are a prime suspect in this murder case.’’

A couple days later Crystal Moon's POV: After that little run in with Hunter's mate they had to postpone the meeting because Shadow got word that some big strange looking men who looked like they were hyped up on steriods were in shops asking questions. Shadow knew it was the men he encountered the last time he searched for Shawna those men had to have been some of the Hunter they called Doc’s men. The owner found it strange and called Shadow who had been asking around about strange men or women that fit the girls description. He hadn’t found any leads until now, so he wasted no time and left immediately.

The vampire that killed Ethan blurted out but his calm expression was broken into one of fear. “You are the vampire that hunts vampires!” This realization forced him to immediately try and retreat but that was not possible because the only thing that left that position was his body, not his head. The difference in their ability was that vast as he had been decapitated before he even realized that he was without a head. “Vampire hunter? That’s vulgar. Please, call me Liam,” The man said to the head in his hand.

He married Avelyn in the form of Elvis who should be more appropriate of being his uncle. How excited he has been for several months in the role of Elvis Taylor, his late uncle who had died months before the accident occurred due to heart disease that was eating away at his old body. He, who is hiding to correct his mistakes in the past, is forced to hide his identity and play the dead Elvis Taylor. Nobody knows about Elvis's death so far apart from Magda and Dorris. The waiter initially found Elvis dead in his den. After that Magda informs Dorris of the death, and they agree to immediately contact Michael as the only relative Elvis has.

"Which leads me to my actual point; I'm here to negotiate." A soft chuckle. Was he amused? "A negotiation," he repeated. "For what? Your freedom? The freedom of your friend? Your arsenal back?" "No," I said. "For better living conditions." "You think I'm going to give you better living conditions? After you murdered a quarter of my pack? Murdered my brother?" he laughed again. "You deserve to rot in a cell, Little Hunter." "Not for me," I said quietly. "For Lin."

They were as powerful as Marcus’ mafia line. “The guy who met her at my bar?” Cayne recalled a guy approached her before she threw up all over the bar. “Yes, Gael The Spana, son of Leonardo The Spana. They are our best shot here, Cayne, so don’t think about picking a fight with him. They could take them down.” Katherine told him the information and progress. She felt bad for leaving him out of the loop just because he inflict them up. “Why would I?” Katherine opened her mouth like a fish out of the water.

"What exactly do I have to do?" “You have to act like a rich, spoiled woman and have a great time at this ball. You will look around the house and search the rooms. Dareon will take care of that, you should just stand up. The team will also keep an eye on you. ”The tall man pointed to the crowd. “Quentin is an excellent sniper. He will give you cover from the outside. Christian and Slater will also sit on observation posts and Xandra and Roman have the escape cars ready. "