The Hunted Cast Novels & Stories

Arianna Moretti would go to a slum? But why… Then something clicked in my head. My eyes snapped to him. "Did you check the area? There can be a possibility of Robert being there." I knew he handled Syl's every illegal business when needed. He was also there when Syl returned the bloodied man to those men the other night. The men sent by Robert's friend, that mob boss. Pursing his lips, he nodded. "I did. I couldn't ignore your doubt of her working with Robert, so I asked Ron and the team to search the area without letting Duncan know. But they didn't find anything. Robert wasn't there."

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

But Marcus, embracing his inner beast, transformed into a powerful werewolf, his feral strength matching that of his adversaries. Amelia, skilled in hand-to-hand combat, twirled her silver-laced blades with deadly precision, cutting through the ranks of vampires with each swipe. Her determination was fueled by her love for Marcus and her desire to protect innocent lives. Derek, utilizing his vampire speed and agility, effortlessly dodged the attacks of the rogue hunters. His hypnotic gaze locked onto his enemies, temporarily immobilizing them before delivering a swift and lethal blow. Edna, with her expert archery skills, fired arrows with remarkable accuracy, incapacitating the hunters with

The wails of women and children filled the air. But the hunters stood proud, cheering themselves as the cabin burned. The same praise I was raised with after a successful hunt. A loud cry tore through the air as someone screamed from the inside. “Please, I beg you, save my child… please!” She wailed. But no one moved. Heat shut up my spine immediately. A wave of instinct flooded me, and my feet moved on their own, sprinting towards the cabin. But this wasn't me. It was her, Elena Lockwood! She ran towards the back of the cabin where the rest of the hunters couldn't see her, and she jumped into the fucking flaming cabin from the open window.

After all but the guide are tortured and killed in several creative and gruesome ways, the leader, played by Cornel Wilde, is stripped of all his clothes and given a chance to escape by becoming the naked prey of the tribesmen; thus the hunter becoming the hunted. Wilde, stark naked, has to get out of the tribe's territory before they catch him, and the film is a masterpiece with shots of animals hunting each other interspersed between shots of Wilde's nude body being chased by almost equally naked tribesmen. I had often dreamed of being in Wilde's position and running naked through the jungle and African bush with a pack of warriors after me (but being straight the warriors were female and

The thought of that wiped the smile clean off my face. “Oh come on, cheer up. You’re gonna do great!” Melissa said, trying to bolster my spirits. She was always good at that and I genuinely appreciated the effort even though it wasn’t working this time. “I hope so Mel. I hope-“ the sound of the horn that announced the beginning of the Hunt stopped me mid sentence. I gasped in shock. “They aren’t supposed to blow it yet. They’re supposed to send people to make sure everyone is at their station” Mel winced. “I think they did hon”

But he won't be as terrifying as Lorenzo in a demon mask, chasing me through the woods in the back of our family home while I nearly pissed my pants. I cringed. The last thing I should be thinking about right now is that. "We should do our best," I turned to Brenda and gave her a smile. "We can win. I know it." She nodded, looking anything but convinced. The hunt started. The hunters were 25 in total. We infiltrated the forest, everyone moving for the kill immediately. I knew this wasn't going to be easy. But I needed it over. And fast. My body thrummed with the unsatisfactory Xavier had left me with. I have to finish this early and pay him back. Gosh. He takes so much pride in his self cont

He couldn't even stand. Just when it looked like the ragdoll was going to beat him to death, it suddenly stopped and grabbed my hand. Then it used my fingers to lift the knife he had dropped and plunged it straight into his heart. The familiar system chime echoed. [Player Franklin Hanson has been eliminated.] My balance shot up by several hundred coins. My eyes sparkled. "Bunny, you're amazing! You even let me have the kill." The chat exploded. [Weren't these two supposed to be weak monsters? I left for a minute, and now they're so strong!]

"Do you know who were those mercenary force we've engage by?" "We've already found out that it was Wendell Hunt, underground boss of Sunny city. The one who hired them." Ricardo replied. Jate let out a cold harrumph. "Get him!" "Yes, sir! I'll see to it right away." Ricardo replied with a vow. Inside one of the private rooms of the Mystic Club, Wendell Hunt was making out with several young ladies. Ambient music filled the room when is champagne tower reflected the dazzling team lights from a disco ball that was swirling above. Wendell Hunt push the lady on the sofa and dismiss his subordinates who were also present in the room, with a wave of his hand.

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,