Novel & Cerita Quotes Hunter

he said smugly. The Council eyed her carefully because this was great news for them. They always appreciated a good interrogator. Elle, Vienna, and Ansley all taught interrogation techniques to others. Hell, even Brynn did on occasion. They would probably make a formal offer by the end of day. “That’s the pack that’s helping locate the gifted wolves. Right?” Thompson asked. “Mhm. Not certain how, but we definitely need to figure that out in order to stop them.” I knew that Kade could identify gifted wolves, but that was a gift that the Goddess specifically made for him if I remembered that conversation correctly.

As if bleeding before giving birth was an everyday thing for me. A new year has arrived, but old commitments remain: Hunter, with the second nomination for the Best Player award, wins more sponsors and consequently more parties, photoshoots and commercials, not that I don’t like to see him looking all hot in the photos showing the six-pack, but I feel terrible around him for not having the little perfect body that I had before.

Maybe he didn't think that my ears were so sensitive. One of the advantages that make me an excellent hunter is that I have perfect ears and eyes that are many times sharper than the average person's. I'm confident that there hasn't been a hunter who can surpass me in that, not even a werewolf. I calmly sat down and continued to weed, pretending not to notice anything. Luckily, I didn't run away.

Crystal Snow POV I tried my best to show him, love, to show him that for me, he is more important than his money. But it did not work. Hunter was and still is the most hunted man from New York, a billionaire who can have everything and anything at any time. He was forced to marry me, a simple woman just because he needed to look good in papers like a married man and a loving person. I was easy prey because of my red and long hair like fire, my blue sparkling eyes and my slim body. I was just the perfect wife but in reality, for him, I'm nobody.

I guess it has something to do with respect. "Not yet but very soon" He answered. "Hunter is currently assembling some men to go in search of the bullets, his goal is for them to track and report any clue back to him. And who else has access to the weapon than the councils? I tried to talk him out of it, telling him to at least wait for Jet to bring the witch and if it does not work then, we can find out more about the weapon as plan B"

“You’re right about Melinda not being involved though; hunters never take bribes, they have a strict code of honor. But the thing that’s bothering me is, why try to shoot at me in broad daylight? If a hunter is really after someone, they’ll simply disappear without a trace.” “That’s exactly what’s been bothering me as well.” Ace commented. “Hunter’s are very precise. They never miss a target. Then why were you shot in the abdomen only? If that hunter had gotten a lock on to your body, he could’ve shot anywhere. And they’re known to especially go for the head first. And on top of that, the man fired a few warning shots to cause commotion.” “Something doesn’t add up, Ace. Find out what it is.”

he grumbles, shaking his head. Hunter was a man of simple tastes, prioritising computers, fitness, and women in that order. His calm demeanour and lack of drama were refreshing. Despite his easygoing nature, he showed no urgency in finding a mate - a trait we shared - but it seemed that he had yet to meet someone who truly infatuated him. As I observed him from afar, I couldn’t help but wonder what qualities he looked for in a partner and if anyone would ever meet his high standards.

the hunter yelled at his comrades. I saw some relief on Dad’s face when he realized me and my brother were presumably safe but it was short lived as he still needed to keep Sofia safe. While the hunters had their attention divided between the fight and what their friend told them I climbed to tree I had been hiding behind and pulled out my bow. I quickly lined up my first shot and managed to his the hunter to my dad’s left right through the throat causing the other hunters to panic and look around.

JAMES POV We burst through the front door and were confronted. I skidded to a stop. “Jacob Sawyer,” I acknowledged the Hunter in front of me. He looked surprised to see me. “James Adler. I didn’t know you consorted with this sort.” He stood in front of me, looking relaxed, but I knew better. This Hunter has been credited with thousands of kills of my kind. He was strong and ruthless, and he had a serious hatred for anything supernatural, though he wasn’t above using them if they would help meet his needs.

Hunter has seen what he had always wanted to see, a werewolf and now he is going to die. "Run". That was all Hunter could think of. He ran as never before with the mighty dog following behind him. Hunter kept running for his life as he was pursued relentlessly by a huge dog. Hunter came to a halt when an arrow was fired his way, he didn't see who fired the arrow but it gave him a note when he caught the arrow. An arrow was also fired at Damian's leg, he bellowed as he crunched his feet. He transformed back into a human and jabbed the arrow out of his leg. To the arrow was a note just like the hunter's own. They both stopped to open the letter, Damian for a second forgot he was chasing Hunter