The Hunted Cast Novels & Stories

Hunter gave a small nod, his gaze steady yet unreadable. The joint operation between Hunter’s team and the SWAT unit was a daring mission, aimed at taking down the drug syndicate that had kidnapped Aster. Through their combined efforts, they managed to capture one of the syndicate's leaders. Their victory was another feather in Hunter’s cap—a major case solved yet again. The entire team received promotions for their bravery and skill, marking a proud moment for both the Navy officers and the Astral Guardians.

Mitchelle was alive, Dorian might be dead, and I was out five million dollars with nothing to show for it except more problems. I walked blindly into the road, not paying attention to my surroundings. A horn blared and I jumped back as a black polished SUV screeched to a halt inches from where I stood. My heart pounded as I stared at the vehicle. The license plate read "HUNT" in bold letters. Was Jason here? Had he followed me somehow? The SUV remained stopped in front of me, engine idling. Then the back door opened. To my greatest surprise, Diana Hunt stepped out, looking immaculate in a black suit despite the chaos of the day.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

A slayer always had to be calm and of sound-mind when hunting. "You've found your Beloved!" the words cut through her, sending chills through her entire body. Oh no. Cassius, no. She went entirely rigid, staring down at her drink and praying silently that could disappear. Jake tensed beside her, fearing the same as she, but he didn't outwardly react. Then came that all too familiar voice, from a soon-to-be-dead vampire. "Isabelle," Cassius called. What an idiot! He didn't even have the sense to use a fake name!

Once everyone else was clear about their positions for the hunt, we went out to load the SUVs. The auxiliary staff had already loaded everything up while we were working—those are people like Juan Diego who are actually people and only know about the Ternion because they have some sort of ties to it, like they could’ve Transformed but decided not to, or they have a relative who is a Hunter or Guardian. Aaron and Elliott still wanted to look over everything before we headed out, but once they were satisfied we had everything we needed, Aaron gave the order for us to load up.

One day he decided to walk into the woods and no one has ever seen him since. My name is Lucas Harrison. I am considered the best tracker and hunter in the town. Not only animals but also Paranormal beings. All-day and all night, people in our town searched, lighting the way with flashlights and lanterns. Searching with dogs and carrying shotguns. It all seemed like a horror movie waiting to happen.

As I was trying to come up with a plan for taking down the last hunter on watch without being detected something came crashing out the window. It was one of the two hunters that were searching inside. The one I had just been planning on killing checked his friends pulse before cursing and jumping through the now shattered window. It seemed they found Mom and she was pissed. I could hear her wolf losing her shit. I jumped in just in time. My mom had her claws digging into the chest of the other hunter that had been searching the house. However she was not moving or completing the kill. The hunter who just came in from outside was holding a crying two month old Richard and in his other hand he

"Yes! If he finds his way here, they'll know. They are everywhere around us just waiting for him to show up. Emma knows he's always around me. She wouldn't just have given them my description, Hunter's as well-" "I'm here," my eyes widened at the familiar voice. "Sorry that took too long," I turned to see Hunter coming out of the tunnel and rolling his right arm that was stained with blood. "I came across a little trouble." Maybe he noticed the doom on my face or he heard the movement in the trees around us, but whichever one it was, Hunter froze for a minute before the howl filled the air. We were exposed in that long howl and our cover had been blown.