The Great Hunt Novels & Stories

Sweeping his arms out, he stepped up to the dais. The man's voice boomed through the ballroom, rich and commanding. "Welcome, honored guests, to the 72nd annual Hunt. I am your host, Lord of Brookmire estate. Given this is all your first time, allow me to explain the rules. At midnight, our lovely does shall be released onto the grounds. They will have half an hour head start. Hunters, you will have until sunrise, or until the does reach the cabin at the back of the property. Neither party may shift or use their magic. And finally, all does who reach the cabin are deemed safe and exempt from being hunted." A trickle of laughter slipped out from beneath his mask, “Be warned, the Hunt is not w

“One of our scouts secured a fresh catch. A rogue fae from the northern wilds. She just turned 18. Fierce little thing. She’ll make an interesting first round.” Laughter circled the table like smoke. “First round of what?” I asked, already knowing. Carlton turned toward me with that smile again. “Of the Hunt, of course.” My jaw clenched. The Hunt. A sport where men chased down supernaturals, unarmed, drugged, terrified, for fun. If the prey survived the night, they were sold into secret trades. If not, well… there was always someone to clean up the blood. I forced myself to stay still. Play along. Think of Ava.

It was time to see what the hell was going on. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hope you have enjoyed chapter one of The Hunt for Knowledge. Newly mated Katalea and Dakari are about to go on an adventure that will take them to some unique places with some unique new friends. Of course, we won’t forget about Dalya and her troubles, and isn’t it about time we hear from Katalea’s Mom and Dad? Stay tuned!

Not even close. The hunt had begun.

Connor POV Finally, a decent hunt. When word got out, pretty much all the hunters wanted to go, as we hadn't had the thrill of the chase in over a month. This is purely due to this stupid competition, which was basically decided from the start. Still, no one could have predicted the attacks on this territory. We start working online with Nightstalker to tracking credit cards transaction, CCTV footage, and getting info from other hunters our target might have run into. It takes less than an hour to find him at a five-star resort. How predictable. I load up my weapons and get ready for the hunt.

Now, that he knew what he needed, he was on the hunt — the hunt for true love. **************************************************** It was November in New York. Charles Michelson had just purchased a townhouse on the Upper East Side. For the past ten months, Charles has been on the search for love in France, London, and Italy. He found plenty of sex — great sex, actually — but no love. He decided to come back to New York to hunt for what he needed, for what he craved.

“So, tell me, Lee, what exactly would you do to him?” He growled in my head but remained silent. “That’s for me to know, Tasha. Maybe one day he’ll let us show you.” ‘Not likely.’ ‘You don’t know what you’re missing,’ I told him. “Anyways, Lee, do you want to know another secret?” “Sure.” “Do you remember my first hunt with you?” He chuckled. “How could I not? You were so excited I thought you were gonna pee everywhere. Like a little excited chihuahua.”

Fire was blazing in her hands and she put all the bodies on fire. She then walked towards the general. Now there were no other soldiers alive to protect him. Just then screams of people filled her ears. Shama walked towards the voice. She saw all the people screaming with fear. The whole Kingdome was being attacked by beasts. Her whole Kingdome was getting ruined. Shama looked towards the general but he wasn’t there. Just then her eyes walked towards the sky. Even the sky wasn’t peaceful. There was fight between beasts. The general was sitting on one of the beasts which were throwing fire at the whole Kingdome. Everyone was shouting for help. The general had a proud smile as if he won.

“Only when he needs to be,” “Then tell me, why hasn't he ended that tradition of yours, the one where he found you? That thing you talked about where they hunt you girls down,” Did he hear that? How had he not been caught for this long? This was beyond weird, he should've been noticed. “The Hunt,” I said. He nodded and pointed. “That’s the one. Guess you don't mind that your sister will be participating,” I gritted my teeth. “She won’t,”

He was the first creature to ever, in her entire decade of slaying, to escape her. Since that night she had been completely thrown off her game, and it was all his fault. Now she was crouched here, trapped in a building with a hungry and murderous rogue werewolf because of her sloppy and poorly executed plan. She pulled out her phone but hesitated with it. It was on silent, it would be a total rookie mistake to not have it on silent whilst out hunting. What made her hesitate was how dark the warehouse was. Once she unlocked it, even though her brightness was turned down, it would still be bright enough to draw attention.