Sss Suicide Hunter Novels & Stories

His men did as they were commanded, and silver bullets flew with dazzling velocity, hitting Zander and another of his men in the head. Nick, Nadine, Juan and Lorenzo took cover behind some of the cabinets in the dining room and could only hear Jonathan and his men kill the two remaining lycanthrope scouts, one by putting three bullets in his heart, the other by slitting his throat with a silver stiletto. Jonathan laughed as he did it, enjoying the sound of blood gurgling from the dying lycanthrope's mouth. “How did you find out what was going on?” Juan asked as he held his pistol.

They both raised an eyebrow at me, and my Paps clucked his tongue irritably. “You do know that Callie helped to save this poor girl, don’t you, Susan?” Archer said, looking down at her. “Let’s just get on with what’s important.” “Exactly,” Torre interjected, rubbing her manicured hands together. “I’m hungry for vampire flesh. Let’s find the bastards.” Had I not kept a careful hold on my emotions when I was with the other hunters, I would have been unable to keep in my laughter. Torre was an icon, a hero to me, and ever so direct.

[Vanessa] Hunter moves through the crowd with the practiced skill of someone who has been in combat zones–he sees a target and he approaches it with speed and stealth. He is no longer seems to care that much about our mission, or about whether or not Cherry is waiting in the back in a maid’s uniform–he has one thing on his mind, and it isn’t espionage.

Kiah chuckled dryly. “Your dad won’t stop till you’re found, mine won’t stop till I’m dead.” Will’s eyes widened. “Your father is the one who put you here?” She chuckled again, this time sounding more amused. “You catch on fast.” “But wait, if you’re human, that means the hunters aren’t working alone. Dammit, how deep does this shit go!” Will flew up from his position and slammed a fist against the wall before starting to pace. “Hunters?” confusion laced her tone.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

Sean just glanced disinterestedly. “What's more?” “Adam didn't do it all himself, he hired a very famous assassin in the dark world, Sour.” Sour. Sean had heard that name before. Sour is a genius assassin with a psychopathic mind who is very cruel and maniac. He kills his victims with a very mature calculation and can be very cruel at times. Until now, no one knew the real figure of the killer. “Sour is famous for never failing. He will become obsessed with his victim if he can't kill them. And now, he will definitely chase you, you have to be careful because until now we don't know who he is.”

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

(Sasu) Hearing their master shouted his order, whilst in pain, all 26 of the Spider Assassin’s jumps into action. At the same time, Aeternum Side also started to move into action, the first one to fall is the assassin that brave enough or so foolish enough to jump before, Sasu, and he accept the assassin rather stupid attempts with a shot straight at the Assassin forehead killing him instantly. That was the first criminal down. “We ARE The SPi......”.(Dead Assassin)

"Your family has already accepted me. The problem is that you always contradict me, and I don't think they like it.” I roll my eyes, although I agree. "I'm not good for being submissive, Hunt.” Hunter closes his eyes for a moment, his forehead curled up in concentration. "I just imagined you wearing a black bustiê, heels, and holding a whip" makes you stare at my face with a bright smile. "Are you confessing that your fetish is to have a hot night with me, buddy?” I snore. Your eyes light up. "Is this Suzy a character for the photos your friend is taking, or a sample of what you hide?”

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.