Micro Hunter Romane & Geschichten

“And I will never accept it.” Something stabs deep in my chest, sharper than I expect. I cover it with a scoff. “Join the club. I’ll even get us matching jackets.. Team Hatred.” His eyes flash, a storm raging there, but before either of us can say something we’ll regret or, worse, something true, a branch snaps nearby. We spin in unison, instincts sharpening. The scent hits me first: acrid, metallic. Hunters. Of course. Because what’s better than a midnight bond spat? Throw in some humans with UV rounds. Perfect.

At first, Flint can't get a connection from him but soon they can hear each other a bit clear through their minds. "What happened to you, Flint? There's seem to be a problem to our mind link." "The hunter... I meet her. She injects something to me that makes me weak and cannot use a mind link for the time being." "What? You encounter the hunter?" "Yes!" Flint said. He stops from running and gasped for some air. For the first time in his life, he was out of breath just for running. 'Argh! I'm not fully recovering! I feel tired.'

"I had been dozing off just couldn't sleep deep" "Any reasons for that?" "Just a little bit bothered I miss everyone the piud noises in the packhouse the party that never ends different people doing different things but it's all so silent here" She smiles at me as I rant on till I stop, "What's with the smiles" "Nothing, just thinking about some odd stuffs to how my life was before my first kill and all" "Do you ever miss being human?" "I do a lot but luckily for me the hunters are abigger family"

“Dm!” Windy felt scared when he had to hunt with Ezra; he involuntarily cursed. Since hunting with Ezra was very risky and laborious, it was not according to standard rules but special training. The prey they caught must not die; it must be alive. The prey they just caught will not be kept but must be released, and they have to track down the prey they have just seen. And that will repeat many times until Ezra stops.

Lana’s POV Something explodes in my chest the moment I look into his eyes. A fire erupts inside me, sending electric shocks through my body. His scent was different. He didn’t smell bad like other wolves, in fact it was quite the opposite. It was intoxicating, warm, rich and minty like the mint hot chocolate that Abby makes. He shifts from his black wolf, standing tall in front of me. Every part of him was defined, muscle after muscle. He even had those v lines by his hips. It was taking every bit of my self control to not look down.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

His aggression got the better of him as he tossed the driver from the car and drove off after Sienna. After they were gone, I walked back into the mansion and went directly to my room. Grabbing a tablet from my drawer before searching through it for what I was looking for. When I'd first come here, I had planted multiple cameras throughout Hunter's compound, including each of his cars and in the hospital. To ensure I had full control of everything.

No room, no kitchen, no bathroom. "Let's go." He guided me out of his so-called home and sat on his bullet. "You have your Scooty, right?" he asked. "Yeah," I replied, my eyes solely on his hut. How is he living here? "Then follow me." He started his bullet not giving time to digest the whole thing. How he managed to kill the wild animal that is five times bigger than him? Mr. Hunter is really a hunter. Hats off you man! "Are you coming or not?" He called out loudly sure enough to break my eardrums.

Not even Hunter has dared trespass. Taking a cup of coffee from the coffee maker, I prepare a couple cups and think about what I’m going to say to Stryker. Hunter walks in minutes later. He’s wearing his usual band shirt and grunge jeans over his slender form. Hunter is in his early twenties. He’s also one of the best tech hackers in the world. I found him working at a Pep Boys several years ago fixing computers for extra cash while doing illegal side hacking. I had done some background work on him before I brought him into the fold. He has been an invaluable asset since. He lived in the garage for a couple of years before he fell in love. He and his girlfriend, Maleah, are sickeningly perfe

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.