The Dark Hunter Series Novels & Stories

Xoxo, Cassandra M ❤ To those who want to see the orders of all the books in my world: THE BLACK SHADOW PACK SERIES He's My Alpha The Beta Is Mine Loving The Gamma In The Arms of My Alpha Through The Eyes of My Alpha Stealing The Heart of My Alpha Under The Moonlight: Collection of Mate Bond Stories INTO THE DARKNESS SAGA (Ten Years after STHOMA) Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Demon Braving The Darkness: One Night With The Demon King Beyond The Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Witch (Coming OCT 2023) THE ALPHA BLOOD CIRCLE SERIES (Ten Years after Beneath Her Darkness) She’s The Luna I Want The Beta And I Gamma Book (Austin&Lexi) coming soon

Hello faithful readers. How do you do? I have been incognito for a while due to some hardware issues with my computer but I have found a way around that thanks to God. I am sorry for letting you all down and hope that wouldn't happen again. Now that I have that out of the way, there is an announcement to make. I am here to inform you that Book 1 of Hunters: The Prequel - Hunter Hunted - is over. And Book 2 begins today!

Then, from the darkness, a voice—deep, calm, utterly without fear. "I'm not here for you, vampire." A figure emerged from the shadows outside the broken window. Tall, broad-shouldered, with silver hair cropped close and eyes that gleamed in the darkness. He carried a crossbow loaded with what I assumed were more silver bolts. "I'm here for the girl." My blood ran cold. "Luna Marchetti." The hunter's eyes found me over Alexander's shoulder. "Daughter of Antonio Marchetti. The man who died protecting your kind."

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

The darkness within me smiled at the thought, and I couldn’t wait to see what happened next. As I stood in the auction house, a chill ran down my spine as I realized how much I was becoming like my brother, the very man I had killed to escape this life. I had shot him in cold blood to stop him from exploiting women, yet here I was, ready to bid on one like she was nothing more than an object to own. I used to see myself as different, as someone who would never fall into the same traps he had. I thought I was above his twisted choices, that I could distance myself from the darkness he embraced.

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

"The Dark Hunters sent us here to capture her." What Dark Hunters? What the hell are those supposed to be? Are they real hunters that are always after mystical creatures like us? Why are they deliberately targeting me, and how did they even know I moved here? I've been in my pack for a long time and they didn't come after me — why now? "I don't think I've done anything wrong for hunters to be after me. I've never hurt a human or done anything against the rules, so what is the problem?" Damien tortured him again. "What's the reason?"

The whole city spreads down beneath us, dozens of cars speeding by. If I am to drop the guy, he’s getting squashed and I have every intention of letting my hand go. “Looking at our wives like that means you are inviting death to your door.” Hunter says darkly, the dark look in his eyes exposes his other side- the dark and dangerous side that no one dares cross. “I am sorry!” The man yells painfully as I slam him harder, the night breeze tousles his dark hair and the satisfaction of watching him feels so fucking good.

The thought of me going into labor alone was apparently unacceptable to them. So, we’ve decided to turn this into something fun. Today, they’re stepping into the roles of my characters—Jackson, the ruthless mafia Don; Dolton, the unhinged serial killer; and Hunter, the possessive stalker. Demitri is Jackson, looking sharp and dangerous in his tailored suit. Lucas, as Dolton, wears tactical gear with a black army vest, exuding a menacing energy. And Blake, of course, is Hunter, dressed in dark, almost camouflaging clothes, as if he’s ready to disappear into the shadows at any moment. As I settle in, a young woman steps forward, her eyes lighting up when she sees me. She looks between the book

A loud neigh came from a brown horse as the dagger sank into his back leg. Martin dropped his bow. “That’s my horse,” Martin said and ran, leaving the protection of the magic shield. “Stop!” Rhobart said, but the hunter kept running. A dagger made from smoke and dark magic appeared in the Seeker’s right hand, and threw it in Martin’s direction. Martin ducked, and the dagger got lost between the trees. “Get back here!” Rhobart yelled at Martin, but the hunter appeared deaf as he reached the horses. Another dark dagger flew in Marin’s direction. The hunter, who had his back to the Seeker while he was inspecting his horse, did not see it. The dark blade buried deep in his back, Darkness spreadi