Solo Hunt Novels & Stories

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.

[Only the top ten players have ever killed that boss. How is a monster holding that item?] The man's face went pale as ice crept over him. "No way!" He reacted fast and activated another item to halt the spread. But a second later, I pulled out something new. [Direwolf Talon, Crimson Rose Cross, Judgment's End, Witchseer Eye… These are all SSS-rank items!] The chat erupted in shock. One item after another flew from my hands, as if they were worthless.

Luca chuckled at the speed of Beecher’s thoughts. “I was thinking about the prophecy on the drive over. Last time we were looking for where the sun met the earth. It sounded crazy to us at the time, but after discovering Salar de Uyuni, it all made sense. This time we are to hunt down the Hall of the Slain.” “But that’s a mythical place,” Aquina reasoned, “How do you go about finding that?” “That was my first thought,” Luca agreed, winking at Katalea as she picked up her phone. “But everything is on G****e.” Katalea was busy swiping and tapping at her phone.

Timothy unlocked the safe and I immediately reached past him to grab my rifle. I slowly met each one of their eyes. “Count to ten and come find me.” I dashed towards the woods and after glancing behind me to make sure they weren't there, I darted to the left. I ran all the way to the deer field and scaled a tree. I made sure that I was completely concealed. I kept my breathing light and shallow. I waited until I heard them moving through the woods. I scouted the area until I found them, walking carefully through the woods. Timothy lifted his hand and pointed to the left, before pointing to the right. I almost giggled, barely catching myself as I watched them really try to hunt me down. I mad

She is beautiful and she is everything I've ever wanted. “My biggest regret 5 years ago was leaving you for that stupid bet. I was a coward and a stupid boy. Right now, I am a man and I refuse to be a coward again. If the only way to keep you safe until is to go into that tunnel and follow the killer, then I'm going to do it.’’ I opened the door and headed right in, leaving her standing there, calling out my name. I was met by the store packed with a few gardening equipment and some saddles for the horses.

But hunting. Together.

"The Blind Hunt?" Chloe nodded grimly. "They are going to blindfold Calix and strip him of his sight, then release you into the densest, most treacherous part of the deep woods. You cannot track someone visually. The only way a male can find his female in the Blind Hunt is by locking onto her unique fated wolf scent. It’s a literal manifestation of the soul bond." She looked down at the purple vial. "But you don't have a wolf. Without a scent, you will be left out there forever, and the council will immediately know you lied. You'll be executed on the spot… And so will your mate, and I."

“Only when he needs to be,” “Then tell me, why hasn't he ended that tradition of yours, the one where he found you? That thing you talked about where they hunt you girls down,” Did he hear that? How had he not been caught for this long? This was beyond weird, he should've been noticed. “The Hunt,” I said. He nodded and pointed. “That’s the one. Guess you don't mind that your sister will be participating,” I gritted my teeth. “She won’t,”

Stephen looked at him and laughed out loud. "Ohh my innocent Callum". He held him in his arms. And Callum felt safe again. "It was blood love". He softly swayed him left to right. "Being a Wolf is a different thing. Wolves have mates. Like Humans. When we present our 18th year, it's an automatic search for our mate. We catch their special scent that indicates our mates. An Alpha like me, for instance, has much sharp senses because we have to lead a whole pack. An Alpha can sense his mate miles away.

someone interrupts, excitement bubbling in his voice. Daryl claps his hands once. “Good question! It’s the Game of Hunt.” A grin spreads across his face. “Each team will search the resort grounds for hidden treasures. Think of it like a scavenger hunt—but not so easy. Clues have been carefully planted, and only the team that finds all their assigned treasures wins.” A chorus of whoas rises from the group. “Sounds tough,” someone says. Daryl nods, still grinning. “There’s just one small problem,” he says, tapping his clipboard.