Manhunt Novels & Stories

someone interrupts, excitement bubbling in his voice. Daryl claps his hands once. “Good question! It’s the Game of Hunt.” A grin spreads across his face. “Each team will search the resort grounds for hidden treasures. Think of it like a scavenger hunt—but not so easy. Clues have been carefully planted, and only the team that finds all their assigned treasures wins.” A chorus of whoas rises from the group. “Sounds tough,” someone says. Daryl nods, still grinning. “There’s just one small problem,” he says, tapping his clipboard.

Or preserve my legal standing and watch Hunt Capital die. Michael Hale Sr. has been planning this for thirty-three years. And I have three hours to break a trap that was designed to be unbreakable.

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 primal instincts surged within him, guiding him through the underbrush as he focused on the sounds of the forest. Hudson's senses heightened as he caught the scent of a deer nearby. He paused, listening intently, then crept closer, his muscles coiling like a spring. With a burst of speed, he charged. After a swift and skilled hunt, he managed to bring down a deer, feeling the satisfaction of a successful chase. Hudson bit the deer's neck in his mouth, savoring the thrill of the hunt. He began walking back to Selena, eager to see his mate's reaction.

"I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council. I have a few members in my pocket, but they will not reveal themselves to save any of us." "Fine but I want them all dead", the other man said. "Don't worry Beherit, what is a hunters' greatest weakness?" "Their mates, of course." "That's right Beh their mates, so we make a plan and either capture or kill as many of the females as possible." "Rainns mate needs to die, I want him to suffer the way I suffered." "Fine, but we need a solid plan first. We will meet in a few days and come up wi

...Hunter POV... I felt like pulling out my hair. For what seemed like the twentieth time now, the Huntress, whoever she was, had managed to foil my plans. I didn't know who this Huntress was, but she was driving me insane. No matter what I did, she always seemed to be one step ahead of me. Earlier on, I sent my men out to capture another lead. We had been tailing him for a week and found an opportunity to grab him discreetly. He was a minister of the government and was known for taking handouts. Making him an easy target for Silvio.

I blinked fast again and several more animals appeared across the field. Okay seeing pictures and now seeing them for real … not AT ALL the same thing!! I quickly took several steps back as I gulped. “You get a ten minute head start ladies! When you hear the air horn the hunt will begin,” the man said, throwing his hands up. Head start? Hunt? Ohh fuck. They’re hunting … us? That fucking bitch Evelyn! She didn’t tell me about ANY of this!! They’re shifters, they have superior senses and we all have strong smells. They’ll find us. Not to mention we’re on their turf. They probably will get off on the chase!!

He closed his eyes and started moving his hands in a rhythm. I heard that melody again, which shook me. I turned my head and glanced at the entrance. "No way! Is she coming again?" Moving my head, I sought help from him, but he was too busy in prayers. I left unspoken. What should I do? Move back to jail? I just kept looking here and there, and the voice started reverberating. I thought now my end was near. Unawares he straightaway lowered his hands, and the sound halted.

The chairman offered and Will cleared his throat. “The situation on the ground has turned dire, many hunters have gone into hiding amongst human communities making it impossible to seek them out without alerting human authorities and exposing ourselves. The attacks executed this morning were planned swiftly and strategically and I fear there’s something we are missing.” Will shook his head, clenching his jaw.

*Roar* The banshee could only watch helplessly as Mane slapped towards its head. Mane’s left leg which had delivered the stamp was still on the banshee’s feet to keep it in place. The slap reached the banshee in a fraction of a second, and its head was forcefully torn off. Mane then turned to Dan and said, pleased with his harvest: “Now that was a hunt.”