The Hunted Series Novels & Stories

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

And the hunt has begun. Do well to check it out 👍🏽

Mr Alarcon asked, “What are you doing? Did you lose something?” When I saw him sitting comfortably on the sofa, asked, “Come and search with me.” “Brian's searching the first floor, and I'm here. You go look on the second and third floor. I'll come and join you after I'm done with the rooms here.” “What are you looking for?” “The bird. It's missing.” He leaned back as he said, “Finally, the devil is gone.” Brian came down and asked me in years, “Elise, I can't find it on the first floor. Did you find it?”

Who goes to a panther's lair to hunt him? I do. And for Jasper Grant, a hot, tasty girl blundering into his lair? That suits him perfectly. It is a shame that such a fine specimen of a man will go to waste. But he must pay with his life. All the Grants will pay for their sins. I, Michela Cruz, will be their reckoning.

he commented. What if Hunter has been killed by Malia and Alpha Callum?

...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.

Cat then went on to cut the top out and show the two little ones how to pull the slimy pumpkin guts out. All the while, Gabriel worked alone on his jack o’lantern with a very serious expression on his face. Once Gannon was washed up, he led the way to his office and both he and Susan sat in the big overstuffed chairs, side by side inside the door. Once seated, Susan reiterated everything she heard from Fred. Susan then said, “if that’s true, how many of the hunters do not know they are hunting shifters and not just wolves? I heard him say, “nuisance wolves,” and getting paid for each one killed. He also said it’s taking place on Halloween.” Once finished speaking, Susan folded her hands in h

"Why is Jonea so sure that my mother was involved in the incident that happened to Miller? In fact, none of the CCTV footage at school showed my mother's involvement. Why did Jonea hurt Aland that day? Although Aland did not admit that he was hurt because of Jonea. But I'm sure Jonea is involved. I could smell Jonea's body in Aland's spilled blood. I believe they were together before Aland was found unconscious with a gash in his stomach that night." Hunter struggled to his feet and walked out of the toilet. "What exactly happened? I have to find out the truth behind all these mysteries. I can't allow myself to be tossed around like a fool." After tidying up his clothes and washing his face

Among the minions in the Hunt, they’d have creations designed to hunt down anyone or anything at the command of their masters and mistresses. Alrick struggled to catch his breath. His heart raced. He could taste his fear. Suddenly, a Shining One pointed to one of the Magic users. Then the Hunt collectively pounced on all the ritualists. They tore into them. Tearing them apart. Blood and gore were everywhere. Gods, it’s a slaughter. The shock from the sheer panic Alrick felt knocked him back. He fell back. The last thing he saw was a Fae monster running towards him before everything went black for him.

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.