The Hunter's Gonna Lay Low Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“Because no one loves you. No one cares about you. All these hunters around you—they don’t care, Jerry. They only fear you. And one day, someone will rise and drive a dagger into your cold, black heart.” Jerry’s eyes darkened, his grip on the knife tightening. The hunters nearby exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the shift in their leader’s mood. Jerry sneered, his voice dripping with venom. “You think you’re so righteous? So untouchable?” He stood up and kicked dirt at her feet. “Let’s see how long you can keep up this bravado.” A hunter approached Jerry and whispered something in his ear. His expression shifted, a sinister smile curling across his lips.

He sat me up on his lap and whispered, "Baby, I want you to sit on my cock inside you." His hands gripped my hips, driving his thick weight deep inside my soaking core as I slowly sank down onto him with a sharp breath. My ass moved at a slow pace until he grew impatient and grabbed my bottom. Skin slapped against skin in a rush of pain and pleasure, a loud cry tearing from my throat while he thrust harder and faster. "That's it, baby," he growled, his voice rough and vibrating against my skin. "Look at me." “Hunter, I’m coming... ah... I—” I couldn’t catch my breath as he chased his own release, until he groaned through his teeth.

“I do not know what decree or compulsion drives you to desire my life, but here, now, I give you yours.” Hunter tossed the blade over to land with a clomp at the Dine’s feet. The fire of humiliation ignited foolish passion. The Dine screamed and rushed at Hunter. Deepening his humiliation, Hunter tripped him as he sidestepped the onrush. The Dine landed on elbows and stomach in a cloud of dust. At first, Hunter could not fathom the sounds he soon heard, but came to realize they were the cries of a defeated boy. “You are little older than me.”

Well, this is me, Gia Florence, and my journey to find my Prince Charming. _______________________________________________________ The first chapter is out! I hope you guys like it so far. Stay tuned for the next chapter. How's chapter 1? I hope you guys like it. Don't forget to Vote Comments Share ***** Much love from me. Little Munchkin

I mean, he just can't kill a wolf unless he has. I stopped on my tracks when realization hits me. That guy. H-he has a gun. I immediately turned around and saw how the guy loaded his gun and pointed it at Hunter's wolf, who the latter was just staring at me from afar. His eyes wordlessly telling me to don't go. And without any second thoughts, I ran back to him. "No! " ### End of Chapter 10 Pt. 2 ###

And I already knew that I was going to have the time of my life. With that thought, I lulled myself to sleep. _---------_----------_------ That's chapter 1. Please tell me what you think. The Garbas will soon make an entrance don't worry. Plea Vote on this chapter, Comment and Share. All my love😘

“I gotta get her outta here before she gets herself hurt or worse” Lou pushed past the other hunters standing around and reached down to pick up the girl on the ground as she had started to get up on her own. Lou heard a low threatening growl and found himself thrown back towards the door. He hit the ground with a thud. “MINE” came a growl from the beautiful god-like creature still laying on the ground.

My damn body couldnt take it I swore to myself I would be strong I swore to myself id be the shield comforting hom But I haven’t even started taking care of him and I already failed My damn vision blurred and my chest made it difficult to breathe No…no…no… At the end of the day, I was still human His eyes shook when he saw mine blur, but i didn’t still wanted him to see me weak, how I was breaking down because of him, so I turned,and I was glad I could do that fast, before the tears started to kiss the ground… Hunter I’ve never seen him cry.

To act as if only the bond had kept her with him? Cain loosened his hold as he rushed around the rock and turned Layla to face him. She couldn’t meet his eyes. “Don’t say things like that. Please,” he whispered. How the hell was he supposed to fix this? Chase had looked through all the paperwork but hadn’t seen anything related to whatever the Hunters had done to Layla; there could still be hope. But she had already given up. He could feel it in his bones. She wasn’t going to try, and she wasn’t going to give him another chance.

As we push back the hunters, I focus on capturing this individual, hoping he holds the key to the answers we need. With the help of our pack members, we subdue the leader. The struggle is intense, but we manage to restrain him and bring him back to our temporary headquarters. The tension in the air is almost unbearable as we prepare to interrogate him. Cheryl stays close, her presence a constant reassurance. Inside the makeshift holding area, the hunter is bound and guarded. His eyes are cold and calculating, but there’s a hint of something else—fear, perhaps, or desperation. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the task ahead. This is our chance to uncover the truth.