Sss Rank Suicide Hunter Novels & Stories

When I awoke, it was dark outside, and I could hear people talking. “You should’ve stopped the interrogation; you could’ve killed her.” Sáta yelled at someone. “She told me not to, she knows how important our mission is.” General Abtez retorted. I sat up, looking at my blankets. Blood was everywhere, groaning I stood and headed outside. “Why is there a Berserker in my camp?” I asked Thana as Sáta and General Abtez jumped, turning to look at me.

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

I looked around the crowd, seeing all their eyes were on Luca, but I was confused. “Who the hell is Sloan,” I inquire with a puzzled look on my face. Sukie is the first to step towards me, but she turns to address the crowd. “The show is over. Please go back to your routines,” she shouts, and everyone slowly scatters back to their tents. Sukie turns to me with a sigh. “Sloan is a bounty hunter. She’s an excellent tracker. Since we’re not wolves, and we have no way to track scents, we go to her when we need to find someone,” Sukie explains as her eyes slightly shift over to Luca.

AUTHOR’S POV: Once Zara passed out, the killer pulled his silver weapon out of his hood. He raised his hand in the air to finish his task and brought it towards her chest but someone stopped him by grabbing his hand in the air. The killer looked at his left to see the owner of the hand and was left shocked because the person standing in front, was least expected to be there. It was Sunny. Sunny eyes widen seeing the infamous killer so close to him. He was shocked but didn’t let the feeling take over himself and with all his might he pushed the killer harshly back. The hooded killer stumbled and fell into the cold water. Then moved towards Zara,

"I didn't expect you to scare off the assassin." Chad glanced at Tanner, not bothering to respond, and carried Nancy back to his room, with the little white fox following at his feet. Seeing that for the first time, Tanner remarked, "An interesting man!" Muttering to himself, Tanner looked into the room and saw the assassin with a bloody hole in his chest. "Damn, this Saffronesian assassin failed his mission and committed suicide!" Tanner assumed the assassin had used explosives to kill himself. He had encountered Saffronesian assassins before and knew they sometimes used clay explosives for suicide.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

Maybe… so why are my fucking instincts going into overdrive? Hunter Sullivan wasn’t a man to ignore his intuition – not anymore, not ever again – and he dashed into the bedroom, yanked the bedside table drawer open, grabbed the loaded gun. He shot back into the living room and kept on going. His hand was on the door handle, her name was rising in his throat, and the warning was almost on his lips… then he heard two shots. And he suddenly knew that he’d failed the woman that he loved yet again; that he’d been too late to spot the danger yet again.

I whispered. ​"The Shadow," he corrected, his thumb tracing the pulse point in my neck with a clinical precision that made my skin crawl. "He’s using my medical knowledge. He’s using my hands to map out the perfect termination. He doesn't want to just kill you; he wants to harvest the jump energy so he can stay in this timeline forever." ​A heavy thud vibrated through the ceiling above us. The Board’s tactical team was using breaching charges. Silas wasn't playing the patient game anymore. He was coming to collect his "crop."

“What did you just do?” Hunter asked coming out of the flowers. “You killed your son!” he walked past Ethan’s body. “Hunter!” Ludo called to him. “Join us Hunter,” Mr. Hamuumbu pointed the gun at him. “Aren’t you supposed to be dead, Hunter?” Ludo asked with her breath quickening. Hunter walked to where Ludo was and stood looking at Mr. Hamuumbu with disgust written all over his face. He didn’t utter a word to Ludo nor look at her.

Pulling down the mask he gave a nasty smirk showing a bit of his yellowish teeth. "Gotcha." If even an hour ago someone told me that I would die in the middle of a jungle by bullet's from thugs and not by bears or dehydration I would've sent them back to the asylum they fled from, but now I was witnessing such questionable reality. Just as I thought this was the end of us, Hunter took out a gun from his back and shot the guy at his hand, the gun flying off somewhere in the bushes.