Owen Hunt Novels & Stories

"Have you ever wondered, why is a pureblood like me in the human world? Have you always wondered why I forced you to be a vampire to learn the skills of a vampire? Hunter right? I'll tell you now." Brawen struggled against the wall but in vain, Owen is a strong vampire, breaking his magic solution is unthinkable, let alone her vampire powers are sealed. She wanted to speak, but was immediately covered by another rope tied up from the ground. "Brawen, my full name is Owen Devin Lewis." Immediately her struggling movements stopped. Brawen's eyes widened in surprise until the soft, unspeakable sounds stopped in her throat. Little did you hear wrong? Lewis? She knows this clan, and not only she,

"You better pray I find you after the police do." His eyes filled with murderous rage. "Because if I do..." His voice dropped to a deadly whisper. "I'll make you wish death had taken you first." And with one final look at his parents, Owen stepped forward. Beginning the hunt that would change all of their lives forever.

I said flatly. Owen set down his practice blade and gestured for me to follow him to a bench at the edge of the training grounds. We sat, and for a long moment he just looked at me—not with judgment, but with the kind of assessing gaze that made me realize he was seeing something beyond my current panic. "Marcus used you as bait," Owen said finally. "That's not being an idiot. That's being a person with a need for family, and a predator exploiting that need. There's a difference."

For years I had been doing this, hosting a p**n party and requesting the sexiest of all girls just to see if there would be a change, but each time I met the same result. I slammed the door closed while my driver drove me to my concert. I’m King Owen, the popular music idol every girl crushes on. My appearance made girls scream my name at the top of their voice and others threw their bras at me on stage. Everyone wants to be my girl, but none I’ve seen so far met the criteria.

he asks in a low growl. "Michela Cruz." He makes no response and glares quietly, leaning on his elbows. His knitted eyebrows and broad, bulky shoulders only accentuate his already predatory air. I had known these very eyes when they were a lanky 15-year-old's, though, they now belong to a dangerously gorgeous panther of a man. So unless they are jetting out flaming bullets, I will still comfortably return the stare. It is a full minute, I'm sure, before he finally leans back in his seat and speaks.

Elise's pov:pov; When I entered the office, I saw the models who had been chosen for the work, so I went to them and sat next to them. Owen walked into the room as he yelled into the phone, "Last time when you were caught, it was hard to get rid of that reporter. Don't make a mess as much as you want to -" he stopped for a moment when he saw us staring at him and continued on the phone, "Come to the office in ten minutes." And hung up on whoever he was talking to. He smiled at us and said, "Excuse me. I will briefly introduce TA company's rules because most of them are new here. There are three rules you must follow when working with us. First, do not promote other products while working wit

"You know what Daisy, I will leave the offer open to you…think of the whole lot of things you can do with twenty billion dollars." Wade Roberto's voice was laced with concern. "I mean…your Dad can be the founder and CEO of the great Hunter's Empire, but imagine the feeling of knowing that you turned a billionaire without Daddy's help." With that said, Wade Roberto dismissed Daisy Hunter. As she left, Wade Roberto crossed his legs on the mahogany and smirked. "Daisy Hunter will come around, I'm certain of it." He whispers to himself. Moments later…. Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home.

"You want to betray your own brother just to take his chair?" "Half-brother," Owen corrected with a sneer. "And yes. I’ll burn his world down if it means I get the throne." I stayed silent for a moment. Then, I set my glass down with a sharp clack. "Fine. I’m in. Give me your data, and I’ll make sure Ryan Harrington loses everything he’s staked on this deal." Owen’s face lit up with a triumphant smile. He thought he had just gained a powerful weapon. He thought he was using me.

Timothy was the last to arrive, looking disheveled with his clothes torn and blood all over him. I jumped up to hurry over to him. I checked him out to make sure he wasn’t injured as he tried to reassure me that he was alright. When I was satisfied that he was, I took a step back, crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at him. He held his hands up. “I had to go into the forest to hunt. I managed to get a deer and was going back to get another when Carson showed up. He ran me off and started killing the deer.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “To be fair, I knew better.”

“Odin made it so I would not have to fear sunlight, I would be able to eat human food and not blood for nourishment. My fangs would not come out unless I called for them. I would not age, but I could feel. Countless times over the years, I have felt the loss of someone I had cared for who died from some disease or other, while I never suffered a sniffle. I learned to keep humans at bay, never letting myself get close to anyone. From time to time, that bitch Genevieve would cross paths with me. She always seemed to come at the darkest of times. She was especially ruthless anytime I came across information about the prophecies. I managed to resist her each time.” He shook his head, re