Survivors Erin Hunter Book 1 Novels & Stories

“People like Hunter… they want to save everyone. But sometimes, sweetheart, you can’t save someone who doesn’t want saving.” Her words struck deep. I wanted to argue, to tell her that I did want to be saved, that I didn’t want this life of running and hiding. But what good would it do? She wasn’t wrong. At this point, I wasn’t sure if there was any saving left for me. Maybe all I could do was keep running, keep surviving long enough to make sure Rowan didn’t destroy anyone else. But Hunter… He had been kind to me, far kinder than he should’ve been given the circumstances. He didn’t deserve to be caught up in my mess. Claire was right—he had a big heart, and people like him always got hurt wh

Hunter regrets everything. He never trusted her. Always thought of her as a black sheep. Abducted her. Tortured her. Toyed with her feelings. Faked to love her. Broke her heart. All for what? Never once did he think about what she must've gone through to be at this place in her life. He knew nothing and as time passed. Every chapter of her life was unveiled in front of him and he was left baffled and heartbroken. Silvia has gone through so much and yet she was so strong but Hunter's betrayal broke her completely. He was so brutal to her.

HELENA Pain surged through my body as I tried to sit up and get myself off the ground. The pain was sharp and sudden. Chasing away the last traces of weakness I had. Along with it, the hope of survival. In my condition, it didn’t matter what I did. I couldn’t fight my way through what was coming. I gritted my teeth and tried pushing myself off the ground again.

“Your blood confirmed it.” My fingers curl against the sheets as my stomach twists. Weak. That's what he's saying. He tasted my blood… and knew. Hunters survive by hiding weakness. It takes him only a single taste of my blood to see straight through me. I should be focusing more on how he uncovered one of the Order's secrets. About what else he might have learned. Instead, weak is the only word that keeps sinking its claws into me. “And you weren’t only the sole survivor,” Kaine presses, his voice dropping into a low, damning rumble, “but you were at the very center of everything. Tell me, Hunter. If the role were reversed, would you trust that person?”

Except that the old memories plummeted in her mind, waking up her anger. “How dare you!” She hissed between her clenched teeth. Claire raised a hand to punch his mouth. To her astonishment, Hunter grasped her tiny fist and pinned her hand above her head along with the other one. “You jerk! Get off— huhh!” Her jeer metamorphosed into a gasp as Hunter came closer till their foreheads touched, and lips brushed together. Tbc... If you are enjoying the story and need for updates on the book, kindly follow me on I* @author.chantinglove138

I nodded and followed her as she led me down a hallway and into an examination room. “Please sit on the bed.” I did as she asked and awkwardly pulled my leather jacket off. Wincing when I had to move my arm. “You are General Nerine, correct?” I nodded, “Yes.” She nodded and moved to look at my arm. “I am going to feel where the bone is and make sure it is sitting properly. It will hurt.” I nodded, as she reached and felt my arm, when her hand felt around the break, I fought back the urge to scream. She pulled her hand away.

Chapter 41 Third Person POV “She won’t wake up, why won’t she wake up? Did I hit her too hard? No, no, no I didn’t. She deserved it. She didn’t listen to me, she stayed with him.” Hunter pauses and looks at Sadie laying on a mattress he found in the Cabin he bought under a different name. He starts pacing again. “She didn’t leave him. he survived he survived the fire. I made sure he wouldn’t, and he still did. I thought they were done but she went to see him and spent time with him even though he didn’t remember her. why would she want to be with him when she can be with me. we’re meant for each other. She can’t be with him; she needs to be with me. I love her. He doesn’t love her like I do.

At first he was petrified by the possibility of having to inject himself with vampire blood, but now intrigue clouded his resolve. "I shouldn't be telling a hunter about wolf bane, even." She stated the obvious, but it was quite a shame that she wasn't wrong. "Or no I should, Rachel was the one that implemented it." "Correction, was a hunter, now just tired. The new leader made it?" Higgins added. "Yes she did. Your first few turns might prove... difficult for you to come out of. Like if an unwanted pregnancy were to happen then it wouldn't be so easy to go back from it. You wouldn't know how to handle it, especially without guidance."

A few strands of white hair fall in front of my eyes, and I reach up, raking my fingers through my hair, and she doesn’t flinch. She’s not scared of me. Not after helping Finn burn a body. Not after admitting to enjoying beating the pulp out of her ex. Not even after trying to strangle her. Erin nods, her throat rolling with a swallow. That will change after you open that door. “Hope you have a strong stomach, troublemaker,” I walk over to the bookshelf, pulling back an all-black book. The sound of the door clicking is the only warning I get before muffled screaming floods the room.