Pemburu Wanita Novels & Stories

The wind above the dungeon didn’t help my wounds at all, I covered myself with an item of clothing used by the one I strangled. I found an old hut inside Domlur and decided to go in to treat my wounds and to find an exit to this place. I sat on the ground and ripped my sleeves and tried to stop the bleeding by lightly tapping the cloth against my scraped flesh. Come to think of it, I’ve seen a lot of male werewolves but not female werewolves. I am into hunting for so long but I have never once hunted a woman. I tried to look outside; it may seem like a normal day with people walking around but this is all a façade.

Kalilah POV The pack was always on alert, so when we were approached by a bunch of wolves, we knew something was up. A tall, lean woman approached me, arms crossed over her chest. “Can I help you?” I asked, voice soft. They saw me, a blind woman, and laughed. “You’re Kalilah? The blind woman leading this sham of a pack?” I nodded. “Yes. What is it you want?” “We want to make sure you understand that no pack rules these streets. Only rogues do.”

"Cassian, once the test results come out, why don’t we go back to Obsidian Isle for a few days like last time? Who knows, maybe by the time we return, Kaelith won’t even need the surgery anymore. Wouldn’t that be great?" "Yeah, yeah. Haven’t you heard pregnant women are the most pleasurable? You really don’t want to—" "Shut the hell up!" Cassian exploded. "I said anyone who mentions this again disappears. Are you idiots?" The beasts immediately hung their heads in disappointment. I knew exactly what they wanted. They just wanted another chance to use me—the pregnant woman—as their plaything. Still, one of them, Riven Franklin, refused to give up. "Cassian, you’re not living by the bro code a

Viktor Viktor finds himself standing on his balcony, gazing at the stars in the dimming evening sky. The view is distant and somewhat cloudy, but the stars still manage to pierce through the murk. There’s an unsettling feeling brewing within him, a sense of separation from his wife Caroline that has been growing for some time now. The relationship between Viktor and Caroline has become increasingly distant, and he has begun to feel like they are leading separate lives. Caroline’s recent attempts to show concern about Viktor’s personal life feel intrusive. Viktor knows that what he does or who he dates should be of no concern to her. However, despite his firm stance, something keeps gnawing a

They were just hell-bent on making her fail and she would prove this to them. She heard a knock on the door, " Come in".Her personal assistant walked in and stopped in front of her table. " Get me some background information on Lucas Quinn, the man who came earlier and caused a ruckus. You remember right? " Aria expressed and her personal assistant blushed with her face brightening. " You're blushing " " Ma'am, who wouldn't know the most sought after bachelor in the state. "

Mariana explained with a heavy sigh. “A hunter bitch left a trap in the old mall the clan lives in? And you said this was over a month ago? She wouldn’t happen to have been an Egyptian bitch?” I asked, my sister, having my full attention. And given that Khalid was in my space, the call had his too. “Exactly. And Adio scumbag.” Mariana snorted. I want to tell her that Adio hunters aren’t all scum, but Khalid seems to be the only exception. I don’t count his sister. She’s a werewolf hybrid, not a hunter.

I said annoyingly for fucks sake, what’s with this woman. She walks over to my right and digs under her pillow where my bed is currently resting on. Aw she placed a pillow on my bed. So nice “Look-“ before I can finish my word she pulls out a small knife. I notice the engravings right away. A station knife with an emblem carved into it. The single tooth of a lion. But that’s -. “So the thing is..” she starts but then stop “you are pretty weak for a hunter. And it’s rubbing me the wrong way.” She sits at the end of the bed where my bare feet are. Weak ? Please I went easy on her.

I sarcastically replied which led her to scowl at me, before she cleared her throat because she was humiliated by me. I watched the woman fight and she was brutal to the concubines she had fought with. I saw how the other concubines were standing in worry when her enemy had been thrown out brutally. I felt scared that I might be like that woman but Alice growled at me, insisting I needed to fully trust her if I wanted to win against them. I would want to. “She's the daughter of one of the barbaric pack. They are known as hunters. I don't understand why she's allowed to join the contest since these battles are only for us.” I heard some whispers, gossiping so I managed to hear what they might

IT'S been two years since he had an affair with another woman. He was aware that what he was doing was wrong, yet he couldn't stop himself. His other woman gave him something that her wife couldn't give. His mistress, despite being wild and demanding, made him feel like a man. She made him feel as if he was needed. His wife, on the other hand, was self-sufficient and successful in her career. He sometimes felt like he was just a bystander in her life. It was as if their marriage was merely something to round out her whole picture of a perfect woman with a successful profession and a wonderful marriage!

Here, the woman is happy as a sangirl to this guy who has saved her. At this time, they go to the room where they make a pleasure. Here, Brown is out of mind to this woman. Thus, he would not allow her to be engaged with another guy. Without knowing, this woman has a lot of men who are still taking their hat off on her even if, her profession is prostitution.