Nathan Chaos Hunter Novels & Stories

He's staring at the settling dust, then at my splint, then at me, and I can see the report writing itself behind his eyes. Wolves that saved hunters. Silver that bounced. Noah Hunter with a broken arm, giving orders to a pack. "You knew about this thing," he says. "Before tonight." "Yes." "And you didn't tell anyone. They said it was just an unconfirmed sighting so it would be a good learning exercise for us. They sent us out here with our weapons and a pep talk, and Aisha almost died, and you knew." "Yes," I say again, because he's earned an honest answer, and I'm too tired for anything else.

That was when Nathan burst into the chamber. He left the battle behind him like a discarded skin. He was bloodied, feathers torn from his wings, but his face was a mask of pure, annihilating rage. “Vako!” Nathan roared and launched himself at the Elder. But Vako was no longer defenseless. Channeling the Core’s corrupted energy through the Key, he unleashed a shockwave that hurled Nathan across the chamber and into the wall with bone-crushing force. Chaos surrounded me. Nathan lay stunned. Jake fought desperately to keep the remaining hybrids at bay. Sadira was steps away from merging with the tainted Core.

"Just you and me. No Kings. No Vances. Just the silence." But deep down, I knew the silence wouldn't last. Nathan was a hunter,

Adalyn It was a whirlwind of activity, and I was not happy to be up at four a.m., but today was the day of the Hunter's ball and we were all getting everything packed up in the vehicles. Rainn made sure to go over everything that I needed to know before we got there, including the names of the council members, their mates, and children. The head of the council is Arthur Tobias. His mate is Charlotte, and they have twins, Oscar and Octavia. Then there's Felix Oberion, his mate Ava and their daughter Evelyn. Albert Warren, his mate Sophia, and they have a son Declan and a daughter, Dana. Ernest Thompson, his mate Amelia and their daughter Alice and son Allen.

I’ll have the credit of killing the monstrous Death Kings. I reach the door. I open it and Julia gasps at the sight of the tattooed one-eyed man in a black pleated skirt. I cleaned him off after removing his eye. “This is Ransom Oaks! He is one of the Chaos Boys. He is the psychotic stalker of the group.” Well, it gets more and more interesting. I now know his real name. She is a fountain of Chaos knowledge and of how this city works.

Nathan was very proud of this fact. The plane was flying through the mountains, something happened to the engine - it started to act up, and the plane crashed into a rock and exploded. No one survived. As a result, Nathan was left without parents at the age of twenty-two. Fortunately, he was helped by his own uncle, my mother's older brother, Leroy, their permanent lawyer, who has been with the clan for more than fifteen years. A wonderful werewolf and a highly qualified specialist. The parents met in the capital, and Nathan's father brought his love to the clan a week after they met. And Leroy, who at that time lived in France, arrived a couple of years later.

“WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING? THAT WAS FUCKING A BEAR! IT COULD HAVE KILLED YOU! ARE YOU INSANE?!” “I.. I don’t think he wanted to hurt me.” He grabbed my arms and shook me hard. “HE’S A FUCKING PREDATOR! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS? HE EATS MEAT! HE HUNTS HIS PREY AND KILLS IT! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE? YOU’RE MEAT AND PREY ALL WRAPPED UP WITH A PRETTY BOW! FOR CHRIST’S SAKE, NATASHA! DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?”

"Help! Please, somebody help! " His strength was being sucked. He felt like a loser. prey. The dark, ugly hunter spoke as he approached her, repeatedly stretching and balling up his fingers as if preparing for some fishing. "You will be my food, little one. Your blood will let me live and I shall live forever." The hunter sneered and watched him trembling. "What the hell, is he crazy? Such nonsense! " Nathaniel murmured as he surveyed any possible way out. None! " What the fuck is wrong with you, Nathaniel? Aren't you supposed to scream for help?

“We rest for a couple more hours and then we make our way to the AshMane Pride.” Without another word, Nathaniel walks out of the war room, down through the castle and outside. Stripping his Royal battle suit, he then allows Hunter to take control, shift and run. Hunter falters for just a moment before sliding to a stop as his mate mark burns and a stabbing pain shoots through his chest. Hunter lets out a loud, ‘HOWL!’

The fragments of Harper surged forward, and the whispering returned — louder, more commanding, uncontrollable. “You thought you could survive without me?” Harper purred from inside Lila. “Think again. I am eternal. I am chaos. And now… the real game begins.”