Post Apocalyptic Gold Hunter Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I'll just reheat it later. I was about to grab my coat when the door swooshed open, a loud bang reverberating off the walls letting the cold breeze in. I shivered. Hunter walked in, kicking the door closed behind him before we locked eyes. I gulped, guilt washing over me for some reason, not just because I gave Axel what were supposed to be his hamburgers, but because of this nagging feeling telling me something was off. We locked eyes and he halted in the hallway. There's something different about his eyes. They're not amber, but gold.

Maybe she's looking for me? I'm not sure what a hunter is but Addie is my hope for rescue. If Rainn is the guy from the bar, then she's with the other gorgeous male that made my heartbeat. I now have a way to drown out all the pain and suffering and this will be my new happy place. "I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council.

Silver energy burst through the forest destroying the restraints completely while power slammed through the trees like a shockwave. The hunters stumbled backward immediately. Too slow. I grabbed the nearest one first and drove my fist directly through his chest. Blood sprayed across the forest floor. The hunter stared down at the hole through his body almost calmly. Still smiling. Goddess these people were insane. “You’re already too late,” he whispered weakly. Then his body started turning to ash. No. Absolutely not. I grabbed him harder immediately. “Who are you?” Ash spread faster. “The storm king rises again…”

She looked up and saw the dark figure at the alley entrance. Not police. Not human. A hunter. End of Chapter Three ………………. Who sent the hunter after Grey and why now? Can Mira save the man she never wanted to need before the poison takes hold?

His golden eyes locked onto mine. "What exactly are you?" End of Chapter 8

Later she would think it was both at once — the kind of thing that has no initiator because both people arrived at it from the same direction at the same moment, which was the truest thing about them, which had been the truest thing about them from the beginning: they kept arriving at things at the same time, from different routes, to find each other already there. The workshop was cold and smelled of sawdust and the chair stood in the morning light and outside the bright November day went on — the blue sky, the serious cold, the silver maples dropping the last of what they had to drop — and Eleanor Ashford stood in a workshop behind a gas station in a town she’d found by running out of gas

The world went white, but the story did not end. In the center of the void, a single, handwritten sentence appeared in ink that looked like blood and violet light: "CHAPTER ONE: The girl woke up in a world where the stars were made of wood, and the man beside her remembered her name before she did." Beneath the text, the gold coin—now purely, blindingly bronze—began to spin, a compass seeking a north that had not yet been created.

The beginning of my return to the world. Not as Aurelia Veythorne, the rejected daughter. As Luna, the Silver Ghost. "Ready?" Zane asked. I thought about Darian's cruel words. My family's silent rejection. The years of being treated like I was broken. "More than ready," I said. Together, we walked into the neon-lit darkness of Millbrook, toward the Howling Pit and whatever waited inside. End of Chapter 15 Comment if you're ready for the action!

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