Owen Hunt Novels & Stories

"You've been seen with her. Multiple times." The words hung in the air like a challenge. Greyson felt his jaw tighten. "I wasn't aware I needed permission to have coffee with someone." "You don't," Owen replied smoothly. "But you do need to consider the implications. The Hunters aren't just anyone, Greyson. Logan Hunter and I have a... complicated history." Meagan looked up from her tablet, suddenly interested. "What kind of history?" Owen's smile was sharp. "The kind that makes mixing business with pleasure particularly unwise."

Selena’s fight-or-flight instinct kicked in and she chose flight. “Damn it, he was not alone.” A man with a deep voice said, taking out his fangs from the gushing body of Ethan, but despite not being hungry, the creature knew it could not let Selena leave. It did not enjoy its meal because Ethan had the most common blood group in the world and that was their equivalent of a flat cola. This had quickly turned into a horrid evening, one of the most traumatic events for Selena but it was about to get worse. “Hey… You shouldn’t be doing that,” A voice said, it had the same bass as the one that had just killed but it was a lot more authoritative.

He smirked and leaned back on the chair, “A bit small for the ruler of the largest pack in the realm, don't you think?” “I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Keyleth stepped to my side, her arms folded against each other. “Tell us about the rot and we might just let you live.” “What shall I call you?” The wolven asked again, the smirk on his face dropped. “Oliver. Just Oliver.” — “Koren?” The word rolled off Keyleth's tongue as the male looked with obvious annoyance. “Soren.” He snapped at her, turning a sharp gaze towards me. “Soren stris, the dark wolven rises, and the realm falls.”

Alexei sighed, “Really now Ana, you know what Adrian would do with you if he found out you resisted. Gas a feral omega out…using their scent to find them and the only way you could trigger an omega's scent, was through arousal or fear. And Alexei…knew the shape of my nightmares. “Your room is still untouched, you know. The dining too. Declan made sure the packhouse never changed. He knew you'd come home some day. “This time though, the doors and windows are sealed, so not even the sunlight goes through without them knowing.” His boots were close now, a stall away, I could feel every thud. It wafted past my nose. That scent, My scent My teary eyes flashed open back to the dyed stall. Shit.. S

Flynn Smith stood up and flashed her a smile and turned to leave, but her hand grasped the sleeve of his grey suit. “What do you mean by the whole Cullen Clan?” She narrowed her eyes dangerously while his widened in surprise before a fascinated smile bloomed on his face. “You don’t know do you?” He didn’t wait for her response, “Maximus Lockwood is the very werewolf who killed your mother. I’ve heard you look a lot like her.” Star shot back in her chair like she’d been shocked. “Why do you think he became a hunter in the first place?” Star didn’t wait for him to say anything else before she quickly walked out of the cafe and climbed into her brother’s Dodge.

I stayed quiet, but he started telling the story with a grin. "It is a matter of the time when Norwood was the land of happiness. This kingdom settled on a freakish Island owned by Mike Stewart. It was under his rule when I started working as a statesman. His son was a turning point. It was a headache for him, seeing his son spending nights with various women every day. Because of his s*x obsession, he had fixed his marriage with a village girl, Lisa Dorling. As soon as she stepped in, the storm arrived..." He stood up and moved towards a wooden box covered with dust. Leaning a bit, he shrugged the dust off and said, wandering his hand on the handle of the box. "Want to see something? Come h

She closed her eyes, letting her tight shoulders finally drop. Thank goodness she wasn't the only one being stalked. The man with the camera was probably just a greedy amateur bounty hunter trying to take pictures of every single female employee who worked closely with Lucius Hunt, hoping to get lucky and find the secret wife. "God. This is terrifying," Alura said softly. "Mr Hunt is practically breathing fire over it," Emily warned, nodding toward the closed door of Lucuis's office. "Do not go in there unless you really have to." Then she left.

So, the Power Keep for the Trelinin Protectors would be the treasure of a lifetime,’ Zen filled me in. Fuck. Shit. Damn. There was no doubt in my being when it came to my mad respect for Ziyah. Thirty-seven years being tortured and abused, accepting the punishments without fail just to protect her people’s legacy. “So, you know where Haleen is then?” he asked us after a minute of silence. Dante had his signature cocky smirk and threw his arm over the back of his mate’s chair. “Mhm. She very fucking beautifully interrogated one of the wolves that were working with the Darkies. Fucking hell, man. You should watch her next interrogation. Even Elle was thoroughly fucking impressed,” he said smug

I don’t have a class right now, but I want to use the time before the end of the school day to revise a little, so I head to the library. I pass the soccer field on my way there, and one second I’m walking, my mind split between revision and everything else, and the next, my steps slow without permission. I see Owen. He isn’t at the center of the field, not dominating the game the way I would have expected. He’s just… there. Moving with everyone else, blending in, chasing the ball when it comes his way, and letting it go when it doesn’t. There’s no pressure in the way he runs. No sharp edges. Just ease.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.