The Hunted Series Novels & Stories

I had never actually seen a shifter, but my coven swore to the three-faced mother they were real, and after me. I loaded the magazine with a silver bullet, followed by two of my best hunting rounds and then another silver. I knew I could normally get at least one extra shot off and as long as I mortally wound the beast, I can always finish it with another shot if need be. I leveled my rifle again and brushed an errant red curl out of my face, tucking it beneath my fur hood.

CHAPTER THREE HUNTER’S POV Nightfall approached quicker than I had anticipated and from where I sat peeling a tangerine while watching crackles of the open fire I’d built outside the house; I couldn’t help but think about her rather beguiling yet strange and dangerous predicament. It was almost suicidal. My eyes involuntarily settled on her face across the fire. The flames caressed her face and once again, I found myself clawed with a certain hunger. Fuck! She was not mine and I knew better than to cross that damn alpha. She had her knees drawn up against her, hugging them while staring into the flames, a distant look in the green of her eyes. Maddison Brown was known among all the wolf pack

The Hunter Organization. A mysterious entity that Mr. Aikens, Mane’s teacher back at the Wielder Academy, had refused to speak on. Although they had built and nurtured Wielder Academies all over the planet of Zandor, very little was known about those who were the true backbone of this institution. All that the commonfolk knew was that it was comprised of individuals called hunters who farmed and killed dangerous creatures and sold them to wealthy merchants for processing. There were rumours that they were also in charge of protecting the world, but when Zandor had been invaded, they disappeared. This made people realize that it was this was a baseless rumour.

I said before she was shouting something before I was smirking and stepped forward with Noah. “Do not worry, we take care of her,” Noah said before the Huntress was looking at us. “You!” “We meet again, Miss Hunter,” I said before I smirked at her. She narrowed her eyes at me. “You again! I thought I kill you,” she shouted before I was looking at her. I smirked before I was bowing at her. “Alas, I am undead. Maybe you should check your weapon next time,” I said before I was using my power to get the fogs inside the forest and we were running out of the forest.

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

"It was a month after the night I saw you again. Sources said he was caught into a trap of the CIA and got shot while he tried to escape. At that moment, I felt like I was defeated, for the first time in my life. But I didn't want to believe it. I kept my investigation on. I kept a tab on Marko who was running his organization after he went into hiding. But yet, I found nothing. Every lead said he was dead. Even the CIA had closed the cases that were filed against him. As my last try, I grabbed Marko, tortured him for some days. But he didn't utter a word that said his father was alive." While he seethed in rage, I cupped his face and turned him to me. "Then you stopped your search?" His dar

The werewolf raises its claws and desperately reached for my face but I evaded it and took out my knife and pierced it through its heart. I wiped the blood that splattered on my face and raised my head to find Rendall and Quinn. Rendall is owning this hunt by slashing the werewolf’s body mercilessly while Quinn, Quinn is nowhere to be found. “Quinn!” Finally, I saw a movement of Quinn’s bow and arrow behind the tree that is seven feet away from me. With a sigh of relief, I continued chasing another werewolf. It is faster and slimmer than the first one so I have to make sure that my eyes will always follow it.

I raised my three fingers “ I promised” “ A day before your dad died. Your dad came to meet me, he said, he needed my help. He told me about your uncle that he is creating his own army to destroy the werewolves. For centuries werewolves and humans have always been in peace because the hunter made sure of that and we never broke the accords. Your dad came to me so I can protect you and he told me to train you before I explained what was going on. At first I didn't want to get involved in the hunter problem but when I found out you were my mate. So i became involved, i might be one of the strongest Alpha in the werewolves but i dont like getting involved in what that doesnt concern me. My rule

The specific quality of someone who has spent so long braced that unbrace feels unfamiliar and slightly miraculous. "Is it actually over?" he asks quietly. I think about Corvyn in a field going still. About Thalrion's hand finding mine in the grey mountain morning. About the ability burning white and precise and the silence that followed. "The hunting part? Yes." I look at him. "What comes after is different. Changing the laws. Finding the others still running." I pause. "That is not over. That is just starting." He nods slowly. "But we do it from here," he says. "Not from running."

"Hunt what?" "Anomalies. The creatures that slip through the cracks between the surface and down here. Things like what we encountered today, but worse. Much worse." He leaned forward, his voice dropping. "Every person in this camp, every person in every camp throughout Lenore, is bound to what's called the Hunter System." "That sounds ominous." "It is." Marcus finished with my bandage and stepped back. "The System tracks everything. Every creature you kill, every mission you complete, every credit you earn. It's not optional, Lucille. From the moment you arrived here, you were automatically enrolled."