Nathan Chaos Hunter Novels & Stories

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

For the moment, they are still observing, watching for the slightest deviation from the other side. Chad had been raised as a hunter even though he didn't know it himself. He underwent grueling training since his childhood but as it gave him good shape, he had never complained. He was the captain of the American football team after all, the best player to boot. Chad has never given much thought to anything but what is in front of him. But after I left, when he had passed adulthood, he had been made aware of the secrets of his family discovering that he is a hunter and what his mission will be. That's how he found out my mother's killers were lycanthropes though I wonder how he didn't know my

he commented. What if Hunter has been killed by Malia and Alpha Callum?

And can easily beat you by confusing you. Nana Anderson. The fourth daughter of her family was acting as if there were no rules and no authority. As well, she is beautiful. Her own skills and abilities are those of technology. If anything, she was an expert at doing what she loved most. She can hack into any computer's, create a virus on your system, and log out without anyone noticing that. When it came to communicating with people and technology, she was great. Not to talk of fighting. She wasn't the type to accept defeat easily, but she was very strong and determined. Natasha Frank. Nick named Sasha, a young, pretty girl who prefers to hide her female body shape from that boy (tom boy). S

A figure emerged from the tree line—a tall man with the unmistakable confidence of someone who thought he was in control. Benton Nye. I had only seen his picture in the dossier Hana provided on the drive from the farm to the park. His picture had been burned into my mind—a man with sharp features, dark hair, and a smirk that barely concealed his arrogance. The dossier detailed his role as the leader of the American Hunter Association, his calculated brutality, and his obsession with destroying the supernatural and avenging his mentor, Sakina Adio. He didn’t just kill supernatural beings—he studied them, broke them, and experimented on them.

Nathan He was a hybrid, a rogue and also the descendant of a witch who had been allied with the darkness for a long time; he was also a dark lord who was obsessed with immortality and was contemplating his failure to achieve his goals. He was deeply disappointed that Uma had failed in her attempt to kill Carolina and Rylan. He stood in the quiet, dark room with Claire, his loyal follower, facing him while holding a magic mirror that showed the latest developments. "Damn, that guy," he spat out the words, his frustration growing. He felt bewildered by Uma's inability to deal with her ever-living enemies. The failure fueled his anger and he cursed Uma inwardly.

Zander and I were both in deep thoughts when a thought occurred to my mind. Nathan did not get any punishment. The proofs were all removed. He was working with hunters. He was selling girls which were brought by the rogues. He killed quite a few girls. He was doing this from age seventeen without anyone knowing and still trying to take over the Dark Shadow pack's beta position. He was saved every time either by his family members or his alpha. Something was not adding up. Why did no one find out about this unless. "Give me the files of all the neighboring packs which have been attacked in the last few months".

Did he find something? "I was checking the bodies to see if I could find any clues and see what I found!" He shouted excitedly and Claire walked towards him. She crouched down next to Nathan and looked at what he was pointing, only to frown when she saw a tattoo on the man's chest. It was of a howling wolf and a Crescent moon. Well, they were werewolves and if a guy had a wolf and moon tattoo, she didn't understand how it would be of any importance. Why was Nathan this excited for that?

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

“Relax, Kyra, you’re too tense.” “Of course, our target is far away,” said Kyra. “What can you do if he is the incubus? You have nothing against him,” said Tyler. “I can fight him. I’m not an ordinary college student, you know,” said Kyra. Tyler nodded while smiling. “Sounds mysterious. Who are you, Kyra? “ Kyra turned to Tyler. “I’m a hunter. And I hunt people like Sir Carl.” Kyra said, “Incubus?” Tyler asked.