Suicide Hunter Novels & Stories

Maybe she's looking for me? I'm not sure what a hunter is but Addie is my hope for rescue. If Rainn is the guy from the bar, then she's with the other gorgeous male that made my heartbeat. I now have a way to drown out all the pain and suffering and this will be my new happy place. "I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council.

He thinks he can get closer to us, but as soon as he does, Hunter attacks, and he has to retreat. "Enough Hunter. We have played enough games. We had to go back to our pack. Kill him," I say. Although I enjoyed playing this little game with my brother, I wanted to get to Bonita and see how she was doing. I do not trust Oscar. I believe he does have another mate, but I do not want him near my mate. He will try to rape her or anything to hurt me. He is so furious at her as well. Hunter does not wait a moment. He attacks my brother and grabs him by the throat. Hunter breaks his neck. And while breaking his neck, he puts his clothes into Christopher's heart and rips it out. As Christopher dies,

Hunter Sullivan smirked at them and speaks up," Oh, my girls are woke. I am very happy to see you two. I can't wait to play with your delicious bodies. Just wait until we land in Germany, then I show you two what can I. You two have to pay for running away. Because of you two that Nick Knight killed my top client. But two know what, I have fucked that Knight's sister. And at last that bitch committed suicide. When, he can't save his sister don't think he will come in Germany to save you two" Sayin this Hunter Sullivan starts laughing evilly.. Amelia looked at him and speaks up," My Nick will come. And mark my words when he come you will die" Hearing this Hunter Sullivan fist his hands in ang

I winced as I spoke the words, causing me to shudder as realization crept in bit after bit. “He did almost die. Anyways, I have no business coming after you… Jeremy doesn’t care much for you, but I do… I get the utter desperation to have your lover prove himself. Trust me, we’ve all been here. Kind of disappointed he chose to take the easy way out though… couldn’t even fucking handle rejection… he’s not one to survive the bratva…” “Shit… shut the hell up. My head fucking hurts. My… my… fuck… Hunter tried to kill himself, you have me tased, what is this talk about a fucking twin, the fucking mafia? The fuck are you? I have no clue what’s going on.”

But they never came back. When I went looking for them, I found nothing. No bodies. No scent trail. Only the lingering stench of death and the cruel reality that they were gone forever. I searched for years, trying to uncover who was behind it. But the answers remained out of reach. Still, I know one thing for sure. It was a hunter. A ruthless killer who preys on supernatural creatures like sport. He moves in the shadows, striking whenever he gets the chance. I have seen the aftermath of his work, bodies drained of blood, throat slit, and ashes scattered like dust. And I swear on my blood, on my soul, on everything I am… I will find that bastard. And when I do, his death will be slow. Agoniz

- You see, now that you are calmer I want to inform you of where you have been. His previously lit face had darkened. My hairs stood on end. What he was about to tell me was not good. The Hunter in front of him was not the same one who was singing country in the shower. He was the one hired by the mafia to shoot and murder indiscriminately. That was the Hunter I feared and had him by my side. I looked down at my shaking hands. My hands never shook. Bad augury.

Pressing the gun hard against the side of his leg, Hunter made his way up her driveway. He took the three steps that lead to her porch. He looked back to see if no one was watching him. No one. He looked up at the sky, there were no stars visible just a huge round moon. The whitish greyish of the moon lit up the night sky. It would have been a perfect evening for couples to have a picnic on a mountain somewhere or cuddle on a sofa and watch a romantic movie. But for Hunter, this was a perfect day to murder his childhood psychologist and kill the pain that had been living inside of him ever since his first meeting with her.

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.

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.

“Mr. Cohen, we’ve only met once before, and we don’t know each other that well. We’re also working together on equal terms. Other people want nothing more than to avoid having anything to do with Skylight, much less send resources to us.” “...” If Hunter had known that Sydney was such a suspicious person, he would not have answered that call yesterday. “I’m lying. Actually, I don’t want you to cooperate with ZX,” Hunter said seriously. He pulled out his phone and showed her a picture. “This is my girlfriend, but she was seduced by President Smith’s son, and the two went abroad together.” As he spoke, he revealed an expression of deep love. “I love this girlfriend very much. I gave her a car,