The Hunted One Novels & Stories

He runs to find Hunter to come up with a plan. We spot Hunter's wolf fighting two other wolves. Onyx doesn't hesitate and jumps on top of the wolf just before it launches Hunter from behind and instantly sinks his teeth into the wolf's neck before ripping out his throat. Onyx turns around to see Hunter still fighting the other wolf and just when he runs up to help a loud alarm pounds through the air. It hurts my ears and all the wolves stop fighting. Onyx tries to cover his ears when all Jack's men run off. That can't be good.

My heart beats wildly in my chest as the sounds of the night reach my overstimulated mind, and my ears pound like a jackhammer. We’re both breathing harshly as we look back into the distance and watch warily as Hunter steps out of the car and shoots at an approaching SUV. Several men step out of the SUV and begin to shoot. Hunter catches one on the leg. You can tell from his awkward steps and the way he’s holding his hand across his bloody chest that he’s not going to last.

He guides me through the hallways, almost like he knew the place. “Have you killed Hallen?” I had to know. Surely it would be the first thing he will do. “No.” “Why not? He is the one that’s doing all this.” “Because there is a code between Wolves and Vampires.” “A code? Logan hasn’t mentioned any code!” “Hallen has not killed a wolf yet. There will be a war, but it will be a mutually agreed war. Unless Hallen kills a wolf or someone from the pack kills a vampire first. Logan really didn’t explain that to you?”

His hand went into his pants pocket and a gun soon shone under the light. Breath hitched at my throat. My hands fisted into balls. But I kept a neutral face. I couldn't let him show my fear. I had to be strong until Syl was here. Where are you Syl? "I know your whole history, young lady. You might have faced many difficult people in your life, but unfortunately, none of them was Vincenzo Zolvesky." His sick smile widened. "None of them killed half of the De Sylvanos and left your so-called powerful billionaire burn in vengeance. Poor man, I still remember his pain that night inside the car when he was crying out for help from the footage my men sent me. Life had been so unfair to him."

Her face got clothed in a light make-up and her hair,she got it cut short. "Am never accompanying to shop again. You're a freak 'Melanie voiced out. Since the mall had quite a distance from their car,they decided that the guard should go ahead of them "Yeah but...."while the two ladies kept conversing,they never knew their lives were in danger Right on the branch of the tree, Hutton aimed his sniper Since Fiona has proved to be quit unless, Eduardo had to hire an assassin_The most deadliest one in Germany;Hutton Gray "Such a shame. Kîlling two hotties" he smriked bout pulling the trigger when...

“The cell is rigged to blow. Hart, we need you up here to disarm it.” Hart ran toward the compound entrance, but a hunter stepped out from behind a vehicle, gun raised. “Hart Santino,” the hunter said, and Hart recognized him from news footage as one of Marcus’s top operatives. “You’re coming with us.” “Not really in the mood for kidnapping today,” Hart said, his body already starting to shift. The hunter fired, and Hart felt the bullet graze his shoulder as he completed the transformation to wolf form. His wolf was getting faster at responding to threats, more controlled than those first chaotic shifts, and Hart managed to maintain his human consciousness while in wolf form.

Hunt was still very much focused on the man that had called him Colin. "Colin?" He asked the man. The man, as if just realizing what he had said gave a sigh and leaned in on the table. "Mr. Hunt..." But Mr. Hunt had shot up from his chair, the back of his knees pushing the chair backwards, its wooden legs scraped against the tilled flooring of the room. At the same time, he had already pulled out a gun and was pointing it towards the man, aiming the Glock 19 Gen14 at his bald and shiny head.

...Hunter POV... I felt like pulling out my hair. For what seemed like the twentieth time now, the Huntress, whoever she was, had managed to foil my plans. I didn't know who this Huntress was, but she was driving me insane. No matter what I did, she always seemed to be one step ahead of me. Earlier on, I sent my men out to capture another lead. We had been tailing him for a week and found an opportunity to grab him discreetly. He was a minister of the government and was known for taking handouts. Making him an easy target for Silvio.

“It’s best to come with us before the others find you.” Others? “Listen, I think you have the wrong girl. I’m just a bounty hunter.” I pushed Lukas a little, and I took in the men in front of us. They were all wearing the same clothing style as the men who had met us in the bar close to the industrial sector, but what stood out was a small pin they all had on their left breast—an owl in flight. They were Noctua. Another man came forward and flashed me a picture. My picture.

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