The Hunted Cast Novels & Stories

He looked around to make sure the coast was clear and instead of going to the packhouse where the shelter was, or even the gym in the school where another shelter was, he took me towards the forest. I could hear where the fighting was happening and we were running in the opposite direction. We ran for about 10 minutes before we came to another hang out that we didn’t want our parents to know about. They were underground bunkers and we went inside but I was commanded to stay inside since there weren’t any doors on the bunkers. Ryan lit a gas lantern to give us a little light and all the crap from our last party was still here. Empty alcohol bottles, condom wrappers and a lot of other stuff th

His eyes shone crimson as he licked his blood strained lips. "This". He held the glass. Leaning back into Stephen’s chest sniffing his neck. It soothed him. Relaxed him. "Good one Callum . It’s a deer. You sure you want this"? Saint reconfirmed. Callum nodded a yes and the next moment they all gasped when Saint took all shots bottom up. "Yumm". They all laughed looking at him enjoying the treat. "Someone taking lessons. Wow. It’s not so you Stephen". Suddenly the door opened to Zol and they all were shocked.

Eyes cold as the ice. "I've seen bears throw wolves," the hunter said, looking at Sebastian. "Never seen a man do it." Harper aimed her rifle at him. "Who are you?" The hunter ignored the gun. He pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket. It was a "Wanted" poster. [ SEBASTIAN STERLING. DEAD OR ALIVE. $100,000,000 ] "Name's Jack," the hunter spat tobacco juice into the snow. "And you folks are the most expensive game I've ever tracked."

For her and her Kingdome she had to kill. A drop of water dropped at her hands and it started raining washing away all the stains of blood from her face. Just then she heard a loud cry. “Ahhhhhhh.” Shama felt as if she knew the voice. It seemed like Ansh’s voice. Shama’s eyes went wide at the realisation. It’s been too much time since they were trapped in this room. The owner of haunted house was also with the assassins. “ANSH” Shama shouted as she heard his voice.

𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩 𝙬𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜. – 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙩. The hunt night was exhilarating for her as she finally had peacefully killed her prey, hearing his sobs, his cries, threats and pleads even. Begging for his corrupt life and even trying to bribe his way out but nothing would've satisfied Maya except for the death of someone who sucked the blood of innocents.

Richard thought he was the hunter, pursuing the beautiful, mysterious Cassandra Huntington. He had no idea he was actually the prey. And I was going to enjoy watching him squirm before I went for the kill.

"What about your husband that needs to be kept confidential? "My father asks. "By coincidence, he worked for Jonathan for a long time... And before him, for his father, Jon Maxwell. Hunter fled Turkey for being one of the children who were kidnapped a long time ago, and even though he was a witness to much of what happened, he is an accomplice. One of his parents is American, we don't know which one, but I think they are still alive, considering that Jonathan's men used this information for an ambush... Maybe Jonathan talks too much when he's arrested... You have to make sure you can avoid this.”

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

He was sitting down, drinking not wine but honey water. "What happened to your alcohol tolerance, Mr. Locke?" someone called out. "It can't be helped. My stomach is feeling uncomfortable after an entire day of drinking," Anthony replied, recalling Yvonne's words. Everyone was discussing the bet between Jared and Luther tonight. At that moment, Shane exclaimed in shock, "According to a news report, Curtis Hunter and Gabriel Sutton were attending a gathering the other day, and this woman clinging to Curtis is named Sasha Quick! She was in Luther's car today, and I also remember seeing her before.

He is – “The nail in your coffin,” the man says and pulls the trigger, blasting Zion’s once-loyal follower to smithereens. Alec Winters, the Hunter. He is a legend among all packs for never having lost a fight with an incubus or succubus before. Is he here for Alisa? He stretches out his hand and I decide to take it, allowing him to pull me up. If he’s not against me, then I can assume that he is with me.