The Hunter Wants To Live Quietly Characters Novels & Stories

It was hard) until the vehicle stops and there’s silence, except for the rustling of grasses as Heidi disappears like a flash into the woods. Wait. What in hell happened? I’m not particularly eager to miss out on the fun. I love all the gory details; just like I did when I watched Hunter digging his fists into those people’s chests. What a party pooper, that one. Now I know he and I would’ve been best mates if he weren’t my greatest enemy. Oh, well. I descend the van while hoping Heidi didn’t get vengeful on Hunter. Thankfully, she did not. Or she couldn’t. The madman is resting his head on the steering wheel as he groans.

“Imagine a young bear cub hunting in the woods. Hunting season had just opened, and this cub was starving. So the cub goes hunting and finds a deer drinking in a small pond. He is about to pounce on the deer when BAM, an arrow sinks into the tree beside his head. The hunter aims again, but a huge wolf comes out of nowhere, taking the hunter down to the ground. I swear to you that hunter shit his pants.” Quinn rolled his eyes and then looked at Willow. He could tell that she was laughing at the way Hector had told the story.

"The Hunters don't care about the woods or the roads. They care about the prize. And right now, the King has put a very high price on a certain head." I pulled my hood lower. My heart started to drum against my ribs. "I heard she was a traitor." "I heard she was a witch," the man countered, his voice hard. "But truth is the first thing that dies in a hunt. I don't care what she did. I just don't want the trouble she brings to find us." The forest was too quiet. That was the first thing I noticed. The crickets had stopped their humming. The wind had died down to nothing. Even the horses, tied near the edge of the clearing, were shifting their feet, their ears pinned back.

he replied. “Liking her secretly won’t even make you the hero here, Hunter Looney,” she replied. “Who says I want to be the hero? I just want to live life,” Hunter replied with his usual mischievous tone. “Live life loving a married woman secretly is rather a sad and pathetic life to me,” she replied. Hunter laughed. “Then you must be living that same life as me, Ms. Lee,” he replied. “And don’t you dare compare me to you. Unlike you, I am doing nothing bad to the two.”

He still had so many years to figure out what he wanted to do with life. There was a split second where he stared down the barrel of those guns, completely frozen and unsure what to do. He always knew what to do. He had gone through so many worse situations than this one and made it out alive. But, for some reason, this struck him. Because the whole reason he had gone this far in was to find someone who could already be dead at this point. The hunter smiled as if he had just found a feast for his starving family. The other two looking like they merely wanted revenge for their fallen brothers and sisters. They didn't want to talk, surprisingly. Alex couldn't even use that to buy time.

Their voices faded as they forced me further away, leaving me alone with my two warriors. A beat of silence passed before either one of us spoke. "Are you stupid?" Hunter asked, his voice clipped and cold, a familiar tone for the warrior. He was always quiet, always calculating, and planning, but he also always spoke his mind when it was needed. "Things didn't go as I hoped," I answered back. "So, instead of staying a little longer, you just decided to bring her back here when the whole point was the save her from having to endure the kingdom's wrath?" Mildred interject. I gritted my teeth, not sure how the fuck to answer her question.

In the brief moment before I finally slipped into the void, I faintly heard him speak. “Stubborn little Hunter.” ELIAS’ POV I watched the Hunter slumber, tracking the steady rise and fall of her chest with each soft breath. In sleep, she looked peaceful. There was no sign of the defiant female who had stared me down, or the sharp-tongued warrior who had riled Alistair into a frenzy. It still alarmed me how confidently she had provoked the idiot, despite having no means to defend herself. She’d even looked ready to fight me before her body finally gave out.

Hunt not knowing that was his later time of seeing the old man. Mr. Hunt brought out a silencer from beneath his reading table. He pulled the trigger.

HAZEL The cell is cold and silent after Hunter's departure, save for the faint breaths of Amber who seems to have fallen asleep already. Leaning against the rough stone wall, I close my eyes and trying to find some inner peace. I think of my people, of the strength I must find for them.

He said nothing, but his presence alone was enough to bring Hunter to a halt. The two men stared at each other, the air between them charged with an unspoken understanding. Finally, Hunter broke the silence. "I will find her," he stated with unwavering determination. His words seemed to satisfy Damian, who stepped aside to let him pass. Without another word, Hunter exited, and those who witnessed the encounter felt a ripple of unease in the wake of his departure.