Owen Hunt Novels & Stories

Cat and mouse games are what his brain craves and Owen seems to have picked up the hints and now he was delivering it just as he wanted. He was doomed, finished, Owen would own him so badly and he wouldn't even blink twice. He was ready and helpless but more so, overjoyed. He's found love. At last. ********

looked into the rear-view mirror and took a look at Owen. He had golden, caramel skin, pierced ears and something like a curly afro on top of us head with his sides and back cut. He was pretty lean to be a wolf but he still carried a lot of muscles. He had a mustache/goatee thing going on. His nose was flat on his face, yet wide. Thick, arched brows and deep brown eyes. He wore a tan collarless polo, shorts and sneakers. Owen paid me no mind as he sat back, staring out the window. His face looked restricted, which told me he was nervous as well. He told me a little about himself, and as to why he was potentially putting his life in danger for basically a stranger. He told me that he wasn't

Drew motions with his hand trying to get her to tell us the whole story. "I don't know his name, the guy he's been buying drugs from in Glasgow. When Owen went to make his big buy, it was a setup. They shot the tires out of his car, beat him up, and took the money." Drew and I look at each other. Chances are Owen's not alive anymore if all of this is true. "Where's Owen now?" I ask carefully, not wanting to send her sobbing harder. "I don't know!" Drew turns away from us, pulling out his phone. I can hear him making a call. He's telling Dakota and the teach to head to Glasgow, see what they can find out about Owen and the dealers to the north.

“Only when he needs to be,” “Then tell me, why hasn't he ended that tradition of yours, the one where he found you? That thing you talked about where they hunt you girls down,” Did he hear that? How had he not been caught for this long? This was beyond weird, he should've been noticed. “The Hunt,” I said. He nodded and pointed. “That’s the one. Guess you don't mind that your sister will be participating,” I gritted my teeth. “She won’t,”

Audrey Hunt, the current matriarch of the Hunt family after Old Master Hunt’s wife passed away, was also present. At the far end of the hallway stood a lone figure; he exuded coldness and aloofness at one glance. He stood away from the remaining group as if he wasn't even part of them. He was Kayden Hunt, the cursed twin and the black sheep of the Hunt family. Kayden had just returned from prison a week ago after staying there for three years. The door to the operating room finally swung open, and the family doctor, Dr. William Murphy, walked out after five hours of surgery.

RHETT Down one tunnel that leads to another, opening up into a cavern of stalagmites. It was a maze down here, but I kept chasing the light, just when I thought I had caught up to Leneve, the light would disappear down another dark turn. “Hunter!” Oliver yelled as I ran towards the soft glow once again. “Hunter!” He called louder, finally making me stop and turn to him. “What?” I asked abruptly, angered that he was holding me up from finding her.

It was like a never-ending cycle. With the twins' help, we could hack into the minister's timetable and found out he had a work trip scheduled at the end of the week. This would be our first opportunity to go after him undetected, as the minister was staying at a secluded resort at the top of a mountain in Sweden. I had flown my men out to capture him. However, by the time we got there, the minister was already tied up in his room, with a note in his mouth from the Huntress. There was a puddle of blood on the floor below his seat, which showed that whoever this Huntress was, had gotten to him at least an hour before we got here.

She was alive. I moved out of the pack to see if I could pick out the scent. The rain poured heavily over the abandoned warehouse at the edge of the forest where I picked her scent. Thunder cracked across the sky as I shifted back to my human form. The scent of blood hit me instantly. My mate was here. I saw my beta and the warriors beside me. I signal to them that I will go a alone “ Alpha you can't go alone, we are coming with you” he tried to stop me

My name was Shermaine Lane. My boyfriend, Victor Pearson, was insanely powerful and ranked first on the horror game leaderboard. Say his name, and almost no player or monster would fail to recognize it. Even the most terrifying SSS-rank bosses feared him. One day, out of sheer curiosity, I asked, "Are you really that good?" He was in the kitchen at the time and casually showed off his knife skills. Huge potatoes were sliced into paper-thin pieces in seconds.

I’m delighted to see two of them are women. “Good to see you again,” Owen greets, and I realize this Sun Warrior must have been part of the ambush. I look him over more carefully where he stands in front of the others. His hair is nearly the same brown as Owen’s but grown out to almost his shoulders. His eyes are a deep, forest green, and his skin is tanned, having clearly spent a lot of time in the sun. His high cheekbones bring even more focus to his eyes that would absolutely steal the show if not for his gorgeous, wide mouth.