Nathan Chaos Hunter Novels & Stories

I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing myself to remain calm even as my mind screamed at me to run—and it wasn’t like I could. “What does it matter to you?” I asked, my voice shaking despite my best efforts. I hated that he could make me feel this way, but I needed to know. “Why are you doing this?” Orin paused, looking at me for a long moment, before chuckling lowly. “Why? Because I’m doing the world a favor. Silas—our family line is full of hunters, men who rid the world of filth—and Silas? Well, he’s a failure. Always has been.” He wiped his hands on his apron, the bloodstains soaking into the fabric, but it didn’t seem to bother him. He moved back to the table, smoothing out the skin

No reply came. But in his chest, the bond pulsed again. Stronger. And in that silence, he knew. She remembered something. Whether it was pain… or him… he didn’t know. But soon, he would. And then the real chaos would begin. Because Darian Draven wasn’t just a mate seeking love. He was a king seeking what was stolen. And he would not stop until every shadow was burned and every truth laid bare—until she stood beside him, whole, free, and his.

Cathy snapped back furiously, "Not yet. I won't get it until tomorrow morning. Hunter, no offense, but your company still hasn't managed to reverse-engineer the antidote yet? Does your organization not have any other pharmacists besides Nasha?" Hunter narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing through them. "My dear lady, Nasha is a rare, once-in-a-generation genius. You mustn't underestimate her. I certainly never have. I am a man who deeply appreciates true talent. I just wonder which of her children is currently studying medicine..." Prickled by his tone, a frustrated Cathy hung up the phone on him. Hunter merely let out a low chuckle. Turning his gaze back toward the iconic tower acro

I ask. "Because Tomás is the key to getting what we want." She remarks. "I still don't understand, but go on." I say, lost in all of this. "Let me start from the beginning. Tomás is like a brother to Hunter. He cares for him as if he was. They found out that Tomás had developed severe Epilepsy. The doctors prescribed medicine, but nothing truly helped. Either he still suffered from seizures or was catatonic. However, due to Tomás' condition, he was an applicant for Vagus Nerve Stimulation surgery. Hunter demanded the best, which was one of the doctors that work out of the Serenity Medical Centre." She explains, making me realize how she was getting this information. My stepbrother Chase work

I will cry, I will yell, I will beg them both for mercy, and in the end, my performance will force Nathan to slip off his monstrous mask and show his true colours. Back in the bedroom, I had desperately wanted to ask him about the wound on his feet. Now, I keep glancing down at Nathan’s shoes as I walk behind him. I’m shocked by how he’s walking without flinching, as if those glass shards had never pierced his flesh at all. He is terrifyingly good at burying his physical pain. I come downstairs and my eyes fall on Hunter. He is sitting on the sofa, but the exact second he sees me in this sexy outfit, his jaw drops. I catch the hunger flashing in his dark gaze, and it turns me on instantly.

Hollywood is a big deal and she'll be in the eyes of everyone especially those conspiracy theorists and they'd be ready to accuse her of either witchcraft or her just being a clone provided by the Illuminati. "Chloe quick question. How did you say you got to Nathan's house?" "I honestly don't know. It's like I wasn't in control of my body. And you want to know the funny thing? This has happened to Nathan before when he got attacked by a wolf hunter." "Wow, we should have told each other everything that was happening in our lives." "I know, this time no more secrets." "Agreed! But one thing, should we tell our moms." She asks and I'm torn at the moment.

Prince Eaton asked admiring the well sharpened pointed edge of the spear with slightly blurred vision. Ella observed her surroundings, her ears on high alert. As a part time hunter and lover of the forest, she had to be on the look out for predators. A tiger wasn't on her list. The worst she had to deal with was a young scrawny wolf, that immediately left her alone when she tossed it a piece of her hunt. "My father," she finally answered her voice void of emotion. She hated that it was something that he had taught her, would help her. Moreover she hated him.

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

I can't finish my sentence as a loud shatter resonates in the room. "Dare you finish that sentence, you ungrateful bitch or you won't be able to speak for the rest of your life." Nathaniel roars, anger flashing in his eyes as his jaws quiver. "You don't need to abuse my dead mother, Anna. She's innocent." Hunter uses a low voice and begs through his eyes to give him a chance to justify his sporadic plan. I wipe the lone tears before they show him my weakness. This man surely has talent to toy with human emotions.

Part of her rebelled at the possessiveness in his tone… but another part, the part that had woken in her when her markings appeared, when the hunger stirred — that part understood. “Okay,” she said finally, voice steadying. “Show me. Teach me how to survive this.” A slow smile crept onto Nathan’s lips, sharp as a wolf’s grin. “Good girl.” Nathan’s sharp grin faded as his crimson eyes scanned the darkening woods. The last rays of the sun filtered through the branches, casting jagged shadows across the forest floor. “We don’t have much time,” he said. “Nightfall’s when the hunters move. You’ve heard of them… but I doubt you’ve seen what they do.”