Solo Hunt Novels & Stories

he continued while his eyes flickered toward Dorian, "Hunt Enterprises focuses on sustainable growth and ethical business practices. We don't need to step on competitors to rise to the top like certain Rothschild entities do." A collective gasp rippled through the audience and I saw several business leaders exchange shocked glances. Dorian remained perfectly still beside me, but I felt the tension radiating from his body.

His breathing is nothing more than tiny pants. "Talon and Regina hunt in the same locations. One male and one female from each location a night. They only hunt on the weekends because that's when it is busiest. And there is more tourists. The rules are simple. Take the most beautiful specimens. Take those that are alone that won't have someone looking for them. Once they have accumulated twenty, they call me and Helena. They go through a preparation process. We hold an auction online with invitation only access. Each participant gets a unique code to access the auction."

He regarded me with caution, his instincts rightly telling him that I posed no threat. “Who are you?” I asked, my voice barely louder than a whisper. “What happened here?” The lone wolf's gaze softened, his eyes reflecting the pain and sorrow that mirrored my own. He took a step closer, his voice laced with a weary exhaustion. “I am Solis,” he spoke, his voice carrying a weight of loss. “And I fear we have fallen victim to the Hunters.” My breath caught in my throat at the mention of the Hunters. Whispers of their merciless tactics had reached our lands before, tales of their insatiable desire to extinguish the light of our kind. I had never encountered us myself, but the devastation before

Once again, the meat store in Snowfall was empty. The holes of ice that the meat was always put in to preserve it had now gone empty, and the only evidence left was the bloody smears in them. It was time to go on the hunt once again. Alpha Alfred sounded the howl and all the hunting wolves stormed out of the cabins, assembling in the large one that stood right in the middle of Snowfall. Soon, they were all going out, spreading in different directions, sniffing the air for any game for the hunt. Some wolves were in teams, and the rest hunted alone on their own, lone wolves who hunted in solitary.

The note reads: If you can read this Soleil, then you’ve officially agreed to participate in The Kincaid Hunt, though you definitely did not know this was happening. The rules are as follows: You have until 1pm to find the other four notes that I have scattered along the trail. All you have to do is to follow the directions listed in this note to find the next note, then follow the directions on that note to find the next one. You get the gist. You’ll know that you’ve found the note instead of some random piece of paper because each one will be secured in a small wreath similar to this one. Keep all of the wreaths though. In the event that you don’t finish the hunt in the given time, I’ll be

If all goes well maybe she could get what she want as well. HUNTING GROUND It was a bright and sunny morning when Soloman and Peter took off riding towards the autumn forest. They were hunting for pheasants and ducks in the rising sun. “Whoever gets the most kills win,” said Peter. “Deal,” said Soloman. But for some reason that morning Soloman was having a hard time focusing. Something was off and Soloman knows it. It was as if he looking for something or someone. Thinking about it what to come, was making him excited. He doesn’t understand why or how, but his hormones is going rampant at the thought of meeting this special someone. And also, there was this smell. This sweetness that was lin

“In this game, each school will choose four members. The four of them will partake in a hunt relay, whereby one member races through the woods to find the hidden items on the map. When they find the first item, they tag the next member, and it continues until the last. You can start anywhere. There are ten items, and the first school to get all ten or more of the hidden items wins. Game on, and good luck!” With that, the teams went to their respective spots for the games. Since Hazel helped score a point for Howlstone, she was chosen for the hunt relay games, hoping she would work her magic on the Husk High captain again. Hazel felt terrible throughout the race, and she couldn’t stop thinkin

“One of our scouts secured a fresh catch. A rogue fae from the northern wilds. She just turned 18. Fierce little thing. She’ll make an interesting first round.” Laughter circled the table like smoke. “First round of what?” I asked, already knowing. Carlton turned toward me with that smile again. “Of the Hunt, of course.” My jaw clenched. The Hunt. A sport where men chased down supernaturals, unarmed, drugged, terrified, for fun. If the prey survived the night, they were sold into secret trades. If not, well… there was always someone to clean up the blood. I forced myself to stay still. Play along. Think of Ava.

I wait until they disappear over the horizon before I turn back to get ready for my own plans for the day. Today, I’m planning to hunt. I was hoping to try and catch a very specific animal to craft my mating token for Shawn. Because I’m doing this alone, I know that I need to be very selective. I am not a hunter, and I’m doing this by myself, both factors which should help to keep my target modest. Still, I want to make sure the gift I make for him is impressive.

The rich food mingled with the exotic scents had been rich and tiring. They had thought they caught the scent of their mates but they weren't able to find them in the crowds. It was a faint smell, lingering around corners and against tables. That, mixed with the hundreds of other bodies mingling around, made it impossible to track the men in question. It was the game of the Hunt. The days leading up to the Hunt were spent trying to figure out who your mate was, or even if you had a mate there, while the hunt itself was spent evading him for the sake of the chase. Or, in the case of Kate, for the sake of winning. Despite the excitement of the festivities, she was still determined to go home a