Nathan Chaos Hunter Novels & Stories

His eyes turned a deep shade of yellow, his wolf howling and growling before he attacked the elders, killing them mercilessly, and without remorse. He managed to kill nine or ten elders before his body hit the ground, a gun was shot on the back of his head. Nathan froze at the sound of the bullet being fired before he nodded at the men to pull out their own weaponry. Carter handed Nathan his own gun, and taking a step back, I put a hand on Jade’s shoulder, not wanting her to get caught in the ambush.

The same father whom she loved the most till now! Charles, his anger still unspent, turned and stormed out of the room to retrieve the file he had come for. As he left, the painful truth hung heavy in the air. Hunter had dared to confront the darkness that had plagued their family for too long, and in doing so, he had become a victim of the very violence he sought to escape. Natasha stayed hidden behind the cracked door, her small body trembling with fear. She heard her mother rush to Hunter’s side, and soft, soothing words were exchanged between them. But Natasha couldn’t unsee what she had witnessed.

"Before I kill you." "Rush Balista, Leader of the Hunter Warrior Clan." He smiled as he took a step forward. "Now, you... are... mine." He leaped for me, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him through the sliding glass doors. Glass crashed outward with him, splintering into the living room as Rush fell backward off the balcony, followed by his partner. They both flailed their arms and legs in the air as they fell hard onto the grassy courtyard. They got up, and then other members of Nightshade saw us and pointed up. They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

Even with silver, once it was out of the body, healing took very little time but it had already been a week and the scar bothered me as much as the strange girl standing in the clearing. “How’d he even get a shot off at you?” Derrick asked as he grabbed the report I’d been reading. He’d read it before. We’d all read it. Rogues were testing the borders of small packs and a few had even tested our borders. They were growing more daring with each attack and there were rumors that a rogue king was leading them. And that’s why I agreed to continue the pact with the hunter society. We needed the hunters investigating the rogues so we could reinforce our borders and find out where this supposed rog

He didn’t hesitate to give her a reply. “My Chief Soul Weapon. Its name is Harbinger of Chaos. Harch for short. And I might say that it suits me quite well.”

Now I knew where the worst Youtubers had learned all their stupid clichés. The four ghost hunters looked like one of the rock bands Mom listened to, all of them wearing black from head to toe, and a hot macho frontman: Brandon Price, creator, executive producer and lead investigator of the show. Anything else in your spare time, dear? But no matter their looks, they actually behaved like teens on spring break.

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

his voice coming out dangerously soft, like the sound of the wind brewing before a thunderous storm. “And what purpose is that?” Hunter challenged, making me look at him shocked. Is he crazy? He knows full well how dangerous Zanicus is in his current state, especially since he’s an Elder of the Werewolf Council. “You dare go against me, pup?” Zanicus stood taller, looking down on us like a predator would his prey. My heart leaped in my chest, threatening to tear its way out of my mouth with the intense aura he is rolling off. “Only if you’re going after my mate,” Hunter grunted as he fought the immense gravity of his aura.

"We'll do everything in our power to protect you and the child." Samantha added, "And we won't hesitate to seek help from our allies or anyone who can aid us if needed." We sat around a small campfire, the crackling flames casting flickering shadows on the surrounding trees. The night was alive with the symphony of nocturnal creatures, but there was an underlying tension in the air as Nathan's words hung heavy over us. "I've heard a lot about that man who came after you," Nathan began, his voice low and serious. "His name is Alpha Marcus Hunter, and he's the leader of a dangerous and power-hungry pack."