The Hunted One Novels & Stories

But I was still overwhelmed by the presence that was Rig Landon. The Hunter. He was notorious on campus. I’d been warned about him during rush week of freshman year, when my dormmates very quickly gathered that I lacked experience with guys… or anything even vaguely resembling a normal life, for that matter. “He’ll sniff you out like a good wine,” they said, laughing and nudging each other. “Like, seriously, watch your back. The guy is like a drug. If he comes for you, you’re toast.” “And so’s your virginity.”

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.

But his confident eyes said that the two brothers were going to succeed in this hunt. Nico silently watched how the two young vampires stalked the prey. The prey was cautious now. It was grunting and stomping on the ground. He watched Hunter jump out of the bush and spook it. The elk grunted loudly and stepped back at that same time Issac appeared from behind him and jumped onto it stabbing it right in its neck. “eekkk…” elk let out a loud scream, jumping around. It was trying its best to throw off Issac from it back.

This is someone else. A figure steps into the doorway, their silhouette tall and menacing, a silenced pistol gleaming in their hand. Before I can react, a cold voice whispers, “You’re not the only one hunting, Anderson.” The gun rises, aimed at my chest, and a single shot rings out, the sound muffled but deafening in the silent night. Who fired, and am I the target or just collateral in a larger game?

The camera man was rolling his camera. The person tending to Mr. Hamuumbu was dragged from behind finding himself in the flowers. Everyone turned their heads in Mr. Hamuumbu’s direction, Kate too. She smiled seeing Hunter in an all-black suit kneeling down before Mr. Hamuumbu. “This is your time to come clean,” Hunter whispered in his ears. Mr. Hamuumbu didn’t move. Hunter removed a knife from his pocket. Everyone watched in awe. Hunter then stabbed Mr. Hamuumbu in the thigh making him scream insults at Hunter.

Will heard the commotion before he was close enough to see and by the pungent scent of iron in the air, he knew he was running head-on into a bloodbath. The first sight that met his eyes was a hunter on the back of a brown wolf and a silver rope wrapped around its neck, by the looks of it, she was quickly losing consciousness. Will didn’t blink when he sprang from the ground and knocked the hunter off, the sound of bones shattering when his weight came down on the man only made him thirsty for blood.

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."

- You see, now that you are calmer I want to inform you of where you have been. His previously lit face had darkened. My hairs stood on end. What he was about to tell me was not good. The Hunter in front of him was not the same one who was singing country in the shower. He was the one hired by the mafia to shoot and murder indiscriminately. That was the Hunter I feared and had him by my side. I looked down at my shaking hands. My hands never shook. Bad augury.

The primal instincts surged within him, guiding him through the underbrush as he focused on the sounds of the forest. Hudson's senses heightened as he caught the scent of a deer nearby. He paused, listening intently, then crept closer, his muscles coiling like a spring. With a burst of speed, he charged. After a swift and skilled hunt, he managed to bring down a deer, feeling the satisfaction of a successful chase. Hudson bit the deer's neck in his mouth, savoring the thrill of the hunt. He began walking back to Selena, eager to see his mate's reaction.

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.