Possessed Hunter Novels & Stories

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

I said, and he stood up. "You can't match their strength physically," he protested. " You will only end up hurting yourself and aggravating your assaulters," he pointed out, but I shook my head. "Did you not say Hunters had a special ability and could match supernatural beings' abilities? Maybe if I learn to fight, I can tap into that ability if I am truly a Hunter." I pointed out, and for a brief second, I saw a sad expression on Oscar's face. It was as if he knew something that I did not know and couldn't tell me.

The three of them looked at me, however, their expressions are different from each other. Polo is nodding, Rendall is looking dumb, and Finn is smiling. “Once we started training you to be a hunter, there’s no going back.” I nodded at what Finn said and since then, I became a hunter and a part of the Ambrose family. After taking a bath, I immediately went to the beer stalls to look for my father. “Father it’s almost dinner,” I reminded him which he immediately understood by standing up and bidding goodbye to his beer acquaintances.

I watched as the silver burned his palm, but he didn’t make a sound, he just threw the knife from my hand across the room. The look in his eyes turned from anger to crazed. I knew he was bound to slip up in this frenzied state. Luckily for me, I was a Hunter. No, I wasn’t just a Hunter, I was the best Hunter in The Academy. I knew I needed clarity, I needed to remain calm, and the only way I could do that was to get a read on his thoughts. He grabbed my throat and I instinctively tried to pry his hands away, but in reality I was reading him like a fucking book. He planned to kidnap me, and throw me into a hallucination, one where I would never know the difference between real and fake. He wa

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

As they leave, Vynn, Rigor, and Tomas reach us, and Hunter says, his tone malicious, “Return to your quarters. You are not to leave. Not till I’ve found out who is behind this.” "You can't be serious," I stare at him. "You'll just look for any excuse, won’t you?” He just sneers at me, “You're not as smart as you think.” A terrifying doubt flits through my mind but it's too cruel. Even Hunter wouldn't do that. Would he? I can see that Lucas wants to fight but I grab his hand as a study Hunter’s expression. There is no trace of concern with him a for the poisoned pups. All I see in his eyes is a sadistic satisfaction.

The whole village buzzes with anticipation, gossip and rumour circling so viciously that it's instilled fear in everyone. Despite this, I'm not convinced this Hunter is everything people make him out to be. Rumour has it, he's a Summoner who doesn't use his powers, instead using skill and force alone to hunt this creature he has become so obsessed with. I just...can't be behind it. *** A tight grip shaking my shoulder wakes me. It’s still dark out, my conception of time skewed all over the place. Jessa’s face fills my gaze, her mass of dark curls illuminated by the swinging bulb above her head.

I would venerate every inch of him until he understood he could never escape. His fingers trembled in my grip, but he didn't pull away, couldn't really. At least not with his father watching. Vittorio might have delivered him to me like unwanted cargo, but I knew the truth. This wasn't a business deal anymore. This was ownership for Matteo Leone was no longer his father's burden. He was my possession now, bought and paid for in full with leverage and lust. The priest cleared his throat beside us, quite ready to begin the ceremony.

Blood trailed down my temple and before I could turn, Maverick was down the truck, grabbing an iron pole as he attacked the Moon Hunter who also defended. Despite the pain threatening to rip me apart, I alighted from the truck, weak and giddy. I watched as they clashed, engaging in a brutal fight. My vision blurred, my body getting weak. Marks. Chains. My spiritual sight was activating, and I could see the Hunter, blue chains trailing from his back. Marks of the council control glowed from his arms. My vision was back, and then I found out what Moon Hunter had in his hands. I gasped. A gun, laced with wolfsbane and whispersteel. He pulled the trigger, a silver bullet flying out from the gun.

“ about this mating and marking process” “ and” i nodded, watching her carefully She took a slow breath’ “ I don't understand this bond, I don't understand you.. But I feel it.” My expression soften “Thats enough,” I said quietly Jessica stepped closer to me. “ if i accept it… you dont control me.” “ Never” I said instantly and I am happy within myself. “ I don't want to stop being a hunter because that's what my dad wants for me.” she said “ i wont stop you from being you” i assured her