Night Huntress Series Reading Order Novels & Stories

"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.

This means she's the one that hacked into my security system and found Elanora. "What? I don't know what you're talking about." Sienna replies, shifting away from me. However, I hold onto her firmly, preventing her from leaving my embrace. "You don't need to lie to me. I know you're the Huntress. I just want to know why?" I reply, crouching down so that I can look straight into her eyes. I notice a nearby couch, pick her up easily, and place her on the couch, sitting next to her. Turning her so that she's looking at me instead of away from me.

“And I'm glad that I'm here. Here to fulfill your needs. I'm glad that I have the power to do it.” I am already in one of those few moments where I am more than emotional, and I am grateful for the things that are happening in the past few days. “Do you want your privacy then?” Cassian asks, tipping my chin and making me look at him. I give him a small nod. Fuck, I want to run my hands through the pages. The books are arranged according to the series, and in order of color. If that is not the most aesthetic thing ever, I do not know what else is going to take over.

“Come here my warrior goddess. Lay down and relax.” I smile and shake my head, “Another nickname, how many more should I be expecting?” “As many as I can think of.” He tells me. I go lay down and as soon as I place my head on his chest, he starts lightly running his fingers through my hair. Between that and his calming scent, I decide to take a nap and quickly fall asleep in the loving embrace of my mate. Unknown POV I’m pacing my chambers. My informant should be here any time now. I want to know how soon that lead hunter will finally sleep for the last time. The oracle couldn’t see a definitive date, only a general time frame.

Her eyes fell on a book with a black cover, the gold letters reading: “The Art of Breaking Chains.” She pulled it free, curiosity winning, and curled into his leather chair. The chair was far too big for her, swallowing her small frame, but she felt oddly safe in it. Before she realized, her eyelids grew heavy. The book slipped onto her lap as she drifted into sleep. Hunter returned late, his mood thunderous after the ring, after Geret. His mind was sharp, his body burning with violence he hadn’t been able to unleash fully. But the instant he stepped into the quiet house, he sought her.

The runes ignited, one by one, in violet fire. The air thickened. Wind howled. The soil trembled beneath their feet. And then—the altar cracked open. A blinding surge of light shot upward, tearing through the mist. The ground split, and a small obsidian chest rose from within, glowing faintly red. Inside lay a single black-bound book wrapped in silver chains—the Book of the Damned. Kael stepped forward slowly. “After all this time…” He reached toward it— —and the forest screamed. A flare of silver light cut through the trees as figures emerged from the mist—The Order. Dozens of cloaked hunters, blades drawn, crossbows gleaming with runes.

My father averted his eyes with a stiff gesture of disapproval, but the Priestess simply offered a comforting, neutral gaze. I stood naked, waiting. The instant the Blood Moon's crimson light touched the earth below, the Hunt would be on. Suddenly, the Priestess spoke in the abysmal silence. "The Blood Moon arrives. Go, Daughter of Quispe. Claim your power, and let the Mark own you." The full, red moon finally broke through the clouds, casting its light on the clearing below us. It illuminated a circle cut into the grass—the Sanguine Circle, already glistening with some dark, sticky substance I didn't want to think about.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

they do come from the same timeline and cross into each other :) The reading order is as follows; Timber Alpha, Mated to Brianna, Mylo (Added to length of Timber Alpha), Alpha Heirs (coming in fall) Find my group on F******k for updates, general discussions, and reading orders. I'd love to see who you all picture for the characters, hear who you love, who you hate, and who you love to hate! I'm always interested in feedback so I can help my books continue to be what you truly love to read. "GoodNovel - Marie Night - Readers"

“If it’s not fading then he’s still alive.” “Ye misunderstand me. ‘Twould take years for the magic to leave me,” she explained. “The hunt could last long after that. They won’t cease looking for ye until ye are captured or dead.” I sank deep into the rocker and rested my chin on my chest. I felt deflated and defeated. “Luthias can protect ye once he’s back to his old self,” she said. “He carries a bit of the magic just like Geo. ‘Tis in our blood.”