Sss Class Hunter Novel Novels & Stories

[katalina] I’m with Hunter now. We’re taking the route back home. My body is aching like I’ve been hazed by a fraternity. On our way home, Hunter was so serious on the road. He won’t believe me when I confessed that Bernard was just a fictional character in the book I was reading before. He didn’t know about my past. Nor he deserves to know. Of course, prior to I became a researcher and writer in one, reading pocket novels are my pastime. It helps me to escape the cruel world.

A design made not by a god but of a god, in fact—an accomplice of the dark, maybe even darkness himself. No one told me darkness looks so beautiful. I notice now that he doesn’t have his eye patch on. He seems different without it, but no better. Eye patch or not, Hunter will always reserve the elegance of a waterfall. Luivanne once succeeded in distracting me. But only for a moment. Now, being a little close to Hunter, his eyes are becoming quite clear to me. I move my head back to rest it on Luivanne’s chest before whispering, “Tell me what lady won’t go berserk when their eyes behold that.”

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!” Orin.

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

Cass trembled in Evelynn’s arms, her breaths shallow and ragged, like she’d outrun a nightmare and hadn’t fully escaped it. Her skin was cold too cold and Evelynn could feel her pulse stuttering beneath fragile bones. “Cass, what happened?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “They’re coming,” Cass rasped again. “Hunters. I tried to lose them I swear but they’re not normal. They knew where I’d go. They… they want her, Ev. They want you.”

His companions were not far behind him and in the blink of an eye they were gone, leaving their drinks behind. Cathy threw her hands in the air. “Great! Now they have the rest of my money and I have half my orders.” “Teddy get Frank to get three trucks of our best wine and beers over here now.” Teddy went off to carry out his order while Theodore wiped his hands and with a smirk winked at Taylor who despite her boss’s obvious dislike of the man, blushed. Cathy rolled her eyes. The man was a charmer but she knew the truth about him. He was a dangerous Hunter who abducted and slit throats for a living. The kind of person she didn’t want around her.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

Hunter The day felt like an escape room, the final game, and it was between three teams; Team Hunter, Team Alpha Lewis, and Team Lara. I woke up to a text message from Dan informing me of Emma ‘his girlfriend’, is having breakfast then leaving them to go back to her pack, and with some confusing information about Fleur. Dan's text, ‘Good morning, Hunter. Listen, Emma is my girl now. We will see how things go since we are in different packs. Hope for the best, man, because I really like her. Also, she will have breakfast and ride her horse back to her pack.’

Susan I'm in Texas, and my trip was stressful but successful I know finding her won't be easy but I have to try. Our future lies in her hands. I don't know if she already knows that. All I do know is that she's the savior the one that can unite all creatures, be it supernatural or human. This massacre has to stop. We don't hurt people yet these hunters hunt us down and they kill us for nothing. I'll never forget the look on Rose's eyes when she got shot by that hateful hunter. I try my best to forget about that, but it doesn't work no matter how hard I try.

, She hissed out. “Your amplio coño won’t satisfy him enough for him to make you his Luna”, Her mouth fall open when l said that. Embarrassment was all over her face and l laughed more. “Did you say that I have a ‘wide pussy’ bitch?”, She asked in a low voice. “You smart Leslee, you would have thought twice before making a deal with the hunters”, My voice became serious. If she knew what l meant then she wouldn’t have blindly believed the hunter’s words. “Don’t start pissing me….”, She instantly stopped in mid sentence when branches crunched under the heavy footsteps and the sound of rustling got louder.