Novel & Cerita Point Of Impact Stephen Hunter Books

Abruptly his hands got twisted at an odd angle and he tried to fight the invisible force but failed. The guy was thrown in the air and the next thing his back hit the tree, his bones twisting painfully as that dead body fell on the floor. Hunter stumbled wincing in pain as one of the f*ckers was able to claw at his back taking advantage of his distraction. It could be Agatha, he thought. Hunter killed the f*cker who was on top of him and that was when his eyes fell on the flicker of caramel skin behind the trees far away from him.

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.

It was hard) until the vehicle stops and there’s silence, except for the rustling of grasses as Heidi disappears like a flash into the woods. Wait. What in hell happened? I’m not particularly eager to miss out on the fun. I love all the gory details; just like I did when I watched Hunter digging his fists into those people’s chests. What a party pooper, that one. Now I know he and I would’ve been best mates if he weren’t my greatest enemy. Oh, well. I descend the van while hoping Heidi didn’t get vengeful on Hunter. Thankfully, she did not. Or she couldn’t. The madman is resting his head on the steering wheel as he groans.

None of the guards interrupted her as I was following her by myself, and she did not mind or care about me following her. She kept on walking until she was outside the pack land, just by then I noticed a man who was tied up to a tree. It didn't take me too much to notice that this man was one of the hunters, especially that the mark on his arm was uncovered. The moment Stephanie spot him she shited to her huge black wolf, gone was the white average size adorable wolf she used to have. Now her wolf was terrifying and similar to mine, which I found amazing. As she started running toward the tied hunter and before she reached him, I jumped in between them - stopping her from reaching the hunter

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

They close in. Fast. Disciplined. Deadly. I inhale slowly. Then I release. The power hits the ground like a pulse. A controlled wave. It doesn’t explode. It pushes. Hard. The Hunters stumble as the force knocks them off balance, cracking the pavement beneath their feet and sending two of them crashing sideways into a broken wall. I move before they recover. Not away. Through them. One steps into my path, blade raised. I don’t hesitate. I catch his wrist mid-swing, twist, and redirect his momentum into the ground. The impact knocks the air out of him.

For a brief second, I let myself forget why I was here. Then I took one step forward and I slipped, and then I collided with solid, unyielding muscle. I froze. A strong arm reached around my waist to steady me, and I froze. Slowly, painfully, my gaze lifted. Chase Hunter stood in front of me, shirtless, water trailing down his chest and clinging to his skin like it belonged there. His dark hair was damp, pushed back carelessly, droplets sliding from his jaw to his collarbone. His eyes met mine and his expression darkened instantly. The faint curve of his mouth disappeared, replaced by a look of pure revulsion, hatredl flaring in his frosty grey eyes like a sudden storm.

My heart beats wildly in my chest as the sounds of the night reach my overstimulated mind, and my ears pound like a jackhammer. We’re both breathing harshly as we look back into the distance and watch warily as Hunter steps out of the car and shoots at an approaching SUV. Several men step out of the SUV and begin to shoot. Hunter catches one on the leg. You can tell from his awkward steps and the way he’s holding his hand across his bloody chest that he’s not going to last.

Nightshade waltzed into the house, whistling as he gingerly stepped over the bodies of his deceased comrades. He moved towards the staircase, me and Stephen standing guarding it. He looked at us, bored as ever as he cocked his gun at us, pointing it towards me. “Move out the fucking way already.” It all happened in a second, the gun went off, the bullet rushing towards me and blood splattering all over me. Stephen's body fell to the ground, Natalia, Clyde and the soldiers froze where they were, taking in Stephen's body which lay awkwardly atop the cool floor.

He seized me by the throat and hurled me into the fire pit. My skin burned, but I rose again. Stephan staggered, blood dripping from his lip, but he didn’t falter. We circled him. Three wolves. One father. And we struck as one. I drove my shoulder into his gut, Heath’s fists smashed into his jaw, Stephan’s claws raked across his chest. He faltered… finally faltered. Stephan saw his chance. He lunged, faster than I have ever seen him move, his hand plunging into the Alpha’s chest. Flesh tore, blood sprayed. The Alpha gasped, his eyes wide with disbelief.