Sedition Hunters Novels & Stories

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

Seth shakes his head, "I'm sure that other bounty hunters could do the same." "Wait... I know you two..." Hunter raises her voice, looking to Seth, "You're the Black Fox and you, Nixon right?" Nixon nods. "The Black Fox and the Jackal... I can't believe my luck was that shit." Hunter clicks her tongue before attempting to roll herself over, failing to do so in the process.

I stared back at him confused "What do you mean" "Calhoun Ballenge, a good collegue of mine as you had already known and the host didn't want what happened be made public. If the public learnt there was an assassination attempt at his ball, there would be an uproar and it would be catastrophic blow before the election. He seeked my help to help him get to the bottom of it without the public ever knowing. You said you didn't want anyone to know what happened, if people knew what happened it's a matter of time before it reaches your mother hear, which I know you did not want. One ticket to that is allowing the police to take up the case, it would hit the local newspaper in a matter of days. So

Florence asked, pleading with her eyes. "The hunters found out about our Coven." The Queen and William's sisters gasped in horror. "We don't know how, we've always been under the radar, but they're determined to clean us out." "What are hunters?" Hope asked timidly. "Humans who know of our existence and want us wiped out. I believe you were asleep at the time, but they used explosives to blast into the rock face, and found one of our tunnels. They tried to attack us but they didn't realise there were so many vampires here. They had new weapons unlike anything we have ever seen before which electrocute you and stop you from moving. Fifteen men have been injured, and two are currently missing.

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.

Nothing felt like enough. “Silas,” I whispered, pressing my hands to his chest. His breathing was shallow, his body too still. The scent of silver mixed with blood was suffocating. The hunters were getting closer. I could see their shadows through the gaps in the trees, hear their low voices cutting through the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering a prayer to anyone who might be listening. A shift in the wind made my breath catch. A familiar voice rang through the air. “Let’s wrap this up! We’ve got enough!”

SEVENTH SEDUCTION Amech Sunday DIRTY MEETING ON A HEARTBREAK NIGHT. *NOTE: Every POV is Lilysaint’s voice, except where noted.* “I know what you want,” I said, breath ragged, fighting to hold my emotions in check, “but I’m going to let you have it.” It was driving me insane. I couldn’t hold back anymore. “What do I want?” The slim, tall man asked, his arm slung casually across my shoulders like he already owned the moment.

The hunters, those shadowy figures who had shattered her world, were an insatiable hunger that gnawed at the edges of her peace, their pursuit a relentless tide that threatened to drown her. They were a hydra, she often thought, a monstrous entity with a thousand heads, each one driven by a different vice or delusion, yet all united by a single, burning purpose: to find her. Some were mere mercenaries, their souls as tarnished as the coins they craved, their loyalty bought and sold with brutal efficiency. They moved through the forests with a practiced disregard for the natural world, their heavy boots crushing ancient ferns, their careless fires scarring the earth. They were predictable in

My pulse was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat. Hunters weren’t your average mercenaries. They didn’t care about pack politics or rogue rivalries — they were zealots. They believed in purging anything supernatural. Wolves, witches, hybrids. People like me. The first arrow came out of nowhere, whistling past my ear before embedding itself into the metal door of a rusted van. The impact vibrated up my bones. I didn’t even have time to scream before the second one hit Kellen’s shoulder. He grunted, staggering forward but refusing to go down. Roman doubled back, shoving me behind a stack of crates.