Sherrilyn Kenyon Dark Hunter Series In Order Novels & Stories

The powerful engine roared to life, launching the sedan forward onto the empty highway just as three dark, armed silhouettes emerged from the mouth of the alleyway they had left behind. "Shit! You're heavily bleeding!" the man suddenly swore, his calm demeanor fracturing into genuine shock as he glanced across the center console and caught sight of the dark, widening stain completely saturation her left shoulder. Seven opened her mouth, intending to ask him who he was, how he had found her, and why on earth he was driving a vehicle that cost more than her entire apartment building. But the words died in her throat. The edges of her vision began to fray, dissolving into a thick, unstoppable b

The air was heavy, choked with the scent of blood, shadows, and burning desperation. Lucas thrashed against the hunter’s bindings, golden sparks erupting from his wolf but fading before they could pierce the darkness. Damon stood in front of me, broad shoulders squared despite the blood trailing down his side. And me—my entire body was locked between them, paralyzed by the impossible choice that loomed like an executioner’s blade. The hunter’s voice slithered through the tension, smooth and poisonous. “Time is slipping through your fingers, little wolf. The shadows do not wait. Neither do hearts.”

He tried to push me out of the way, but I stood my ground. “Do not fucking growl at me.” I hiss. He rushes me, so I shove him back. He goes flying backward and out the door. He lands on his ass in front of Riordan. I stand on the ground before the first step as he stands up and shifts into his Lycan. Oh, hell no, I growl at him as he charges me. What the fuck is wrong with him? He lunges for me, but I easily evade him and grab his arm, swinging him around and back toward Cahir, who is telling him to stand down. Riordan is linking someone, and I bet it is Tiernan and Torhan. I heard someone else telling Kyran to stand down. I close my eyes and open them, knowing they glow reddish purple. I do

Custom shotgun in hand, still smoking. Beside him, Alice Hunt. Armor matte black, face unreadable. Twin pistols raised like extensions of her thoughts. “Left side,” she said, voice calm as breath. Bang! Bang! Bang! Another werewolf hit the ground, twitching. The third figure moved behind them silent, composed. Layla. Hair tied back. Crossbow steady in her grip. No trembling. No fear. Just cold purpose in her eyes. “Where is Ruth?” she asked flatly. Zarin, bloodied and half-shifted, growled through his teeth. “She’s dead. Duke killed her.”

Or? Master shook her head in annoyance and picked up the next two folders. "Maik, you get the little blonde and Greg, you can have the tall one." One by one, Jilin distributed folders and interns to the venators until only the sun boy was leaning against the wall. "Shea, you have Devin and ..." When she raised her head, her hand half stretched out towards my folder, she frowned. "Where the fuck is Tack?" Sonnyboy shrugged and picked up the folder. "No idea."

Books in timeline order, 1) Noah, an Omega's story 2) A Broken Alpha 3) Claudius, a Delta's Fight for Love (This book's timeline runs between Noah's book, and ends between A Broken Alpha, and Reid's book. But should not be read before A Broken Alpha) 4) Alpha Reid and the Hybrids 5) Maddox, the Broken Alpha 6) River Pack and the Vampires

The statue now had dark patches all over its wings as well as the rest of the body, and the surrounding trees now stood like huge dark skeletons covered in a thin skin of white snow, and looking at them made a shudder run down Zaira’s spine. Holding the gun in preparation for a shot, she unlocked the safety and made a dash for the entrance. Reaching the huge iron doors with its intricate designs, she shoved it open to find it unlocked. Confident that the vampire inside would be taken by surprise, she rushed inside… only to slump forward and drop to the ground. Something connected with the back of her head, rendering her unconscious. ***** “Was this really necessary, Son?” a heavily accented

‘I am weak, but I can try,’ she says and I nod. I walked up to the arena and jumped inside the ring, making the entire crowd gasp and roar in anger but I didn’t care. I shifted into my beautiful, big white wolf. Her fur shone brightly just like the moonlight in a cold, dark night. Right now, Hunter is in the darkness. And I want to be the light that guides him out of it. He needs me, and I’m going to bring him back. HUNTER’s POV Darkness. Cold, bottomless darkness. I couldn’t remember how I got here or why, but I remember that I was fighting my father… or should I even call him that?

until a terrifying growl made her stop and freeze. A snow white wolf with burning silver eyes charged into the room and stared at the ruined, lifeless bodies of Jack and Caleb. The wolf with blazing eyes of silver, almost merged perfectly with the smoke of the room like a ghost was Alpha Jones and his inconsolable rage was now coursing through him. He swiftly locked eyes with Helena and let out another vicious growl before running full pelt towards her, teeth bared and claws ready to strike. Helena screamed and managed to quickly duck and pivot underneath, although she still got a huge graze up her spine as she tried to escape.

I swallowed hard, marveled at her intoxicating overpowering scent, I inhaled slowly surprised at the potency in it. She leaned in closer and closer till she was able to get hold of my lips with hers, teasing with wet kisses all over and rubbing her hands on my chest She let loose and pushed me down to the bed, I gave her an inquiry look. She walked up to the switch and put on the darkest light and for once I felt comfortable again in my own room She stood in a way the moonlight shimmered and bathed all her features, I could still see in the dark as she slowly took off her clothes...