The Hunted Series Novels & Stories

"I have a lot that I need to explain to you, and I don't want to overwhelm you. She took a deep breath and nodded at me to continue. "As I said before, I am a hunter in an organization called The Vindicta. I have been training since I was ten years old. My parents were killed in an attack by a rogue werewolf and Liam, and I were rescued by Ard’al. He took us in and was a father to us. When it came time for the trials I won. I became a hunter and I've been going on mission after mission ever since. Ard’al told me when I became a hunter that we all have one destined person, a soul mate. We already have a bond, but it won't fully form until we accept each other completely."

His voice was guttural, he looked at me and spoke the words that sent chills through me, “Bride.” “Fuck that.” I yelled at him before I turned and ran. My team can come after him, I knew how possessive vampires were with their brides and I was a hunter for crying out loud. No way would he catch me. He followed, but I was faster. There was an advantage to being a Valkyrie, I sped up and sidestepped around people as I worked my way through the crowd heading for the exit hoping he didn’t have any other guards hidden in the busy establishment. The order could send another squad after this guy.

He will find out where she lives and then will come for me. Abby kisses me on the cheek, reassuring me that she will sort it out. She was forever fixing my problems. Making unwanted things go away. I still didn’t know how she did it. All I knew is that she wasn’t human and she wasn’t a wolf. Her car speeds down the driveway and I wait until I can no longer hear the engine. Grabbing my dagger, I pull my coat up around me, hiding the dagger in the inner pocket. I wasn’t going after Abby, that would be stupid. I was heading to the place where those girls were killed.

"Only a hybrid can wipe out scent marks like these. And only a hybrid can defeat a full-blooded Alpha in his own house without a peep being let out." I clenched my hands. The image of Elinda's foster father, the soft-spoken man who once offered me tea and inquired if I truly loved his daughter, flashed in front of me. He did not deserve this. Not like this. Killian's voice dropped lower. "Hybrids don't kill randomly. They stalk. They watch. And then they hunt their prey down. You understand what this implies, Alexis." "I do." I gazed at the shattered walls that hemmed me in, and something shifted within.

I look back quickly, the last hunter is still pursuing me with his lascivious grin. “I'm gonna kill you chomp. This time, you will surely be my prey!” I can see him lining his eyes at the front sight of his rifle and pulling the trigger. A loud bang echoes followed by the bullet which tears through the flesh of my arm. I almost fall on impact, but manage to maintain my balance. At first, the pain was unbearable, but perhaps the adrenaline has already filled my body so that I can no longer feel the aching sensation. Though I watch my wound bleed and blood came spurting out from the gap. I cover it with my hand. I run like mad, desperate to escape from the hunter that is following me. My breat

She ran from the man her father sold her to. She never expected to run straight into her mate. Lyra Cole has one rule: never stop moving. Three months after fleeing an arranged sale to Roman Ashford, Alpha of the Thornfield Pack, she crosses into North Ridge territory on the worst possible night — the Full Moon, when every wolf in the pack is hunting. Alpha Kael Varga catches her scent before he catches her. But the moment he corners her, his wolf recognizes something his instincts can't ignore: she's his mate. With his own pack closing in and pack law demanding he hand her over, Kael makes a reckless choice — he hides her, lies to his beta, and claims her as his own in front of the entir

In the continent of Elysium, magic has dried up and monsters have descended. The only way to survive is to participate in a game called "Hide and Seek." Only the winning races receive rewards and a chance to live. The Werewolf Clan drew me—a twenty-two-year-old half-blood werewolf. I was painfully thin, having been locked in a dungeon for the past fifteen years. The live chat scrolling before my eyes was filled with despair: [What the hell? This is our clan’s representative?] [A girl a strong breeze could knock over? Is she even an adult?] [I bet she bursts into tears the second she sees a monster.] [It’s over. We’re so dead. I knew we’d lose this time. Are the werewolves really going to be

For the hunt I will be writing multiple povs, you can switch to Mila or Knox’s pov if you don’t want to read the others. Thank you Mwahh

I start to head north when I get another link from Jace. Kade coming your way fast. I just caught sight of the rogue headed that way and it looks like there’s a hunter on his tail. Looks like he went too far south and got spooked back this way. Thanks for the heads up. I’m on it. I close the link again and turn back south keeping my eyes peeled for any movement and my ears up listening for the chase. After a few minutes I think Jace may have been a little off in telling me the direction, when I hear the faint sound of a dirt bike. That must be the hunter chasing after the rogue. We need this one since the last one we had decided to kill himself, and with the woman this morning we have even m

While this gave him extra strength, it also made his fighting style impulsive and a little sloppy. I was brainstorming where to hide Richard so I could help Dad protect Sofia when the hunter who killed my mother came over to join his friends. “ They have an older daughter as well. I managed to kill this traitors werewolf bitch but the kid escaped with her baby brother. The kid even managed to kill Jordan. I suspect she also killed everyone else as Hank was dead on the ground and Jake is missing!,” the hunter yelled at his comrades.