The Hunting Party Book Novels & Stories

And gods, that thought burnt me up. The hunt commenced in clear weather. As the gold ran in the trees and the mist curled low, as the ghosts, the horizon parted. At first we were all together, the selected warriors stealing into the deep wood to the north. The pine and wet ground smelled sharp, we could hear the twittering of the birds as they flew past us at a distance. It was to be a game hunt, a royal show, but with me it was a battle with myself all the time. With each step of the Xander, as he grew nearer and nearer, with each stretch of the muscle beneath his shirt, I felt another knife stabbing my stomach.

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 moved with me, keeping his arm around my waist and trailing the fingers of his other hand around my kneecap. “I’ve been around a long time,” he hummed. “And you aren’t the first hunter I’ve met. Besides,” he added, with a wry smile, “my very existence goes against the laws of nature. It would be… ill-advised of me to doubt the existence of other supernatural beings.” I made a non-committal sound in the back of my throat. He smiled. “Maybe that could be our first hunt together. The ghost of Wiley Manor.” I snorted at that. “Sounds like a terrible name for an equally terrible book.”

If that was to happen, Arthur would most likely sneak out of the village. But even books were not enough to satiate Arthur’s thirst. Luckily for him, the members of the Enchanted Forest Scouting Party taught him everything they knew. They taught him the behavioral patterns of several Magical Beasts, including rare ones like the Giant Black Mamba, and they even taught him how to scout. It was a pity that Arthur never had the chance to put his skills to the test since he wasn’t allowed to hunt. Especially since his was rich in knowledge.

I said "you're still young hunny but when you turn 18 I'm sure your brother wouldn't mind taking you and Crystal to hunt" 'I want us to hunt with our mate first' Crystal beamed 'oh god' I huffed "I'll be happy to go hunting with Xander" I said, "mom where is carly", "oh she must have gone to the kitchen" she said "okay I'll go and find her after they come back", after some time Xander I mean Alpha Xander and the other pack members came back from hunting Xander was holding a deer and other pack members too, as they started a borne fire I went to the kitchen as I was about to enter I was yanked by two pairs of strong hand, the the scent of honey hit me so strong that I couldn't breathe right

Gavin said, and I smiled at the guys. "No female hunter?" I asked. I knew the reason but wanted to hear from the horse's mouth. "Ruth won't like that, Karen," he answered with a knowing look on his face. After the introduction, the atmosphere was a lot pleasant. We were able to crack some jokes while we ate. No one asked me personal questions, and neither did I ask them. After breakfast, Gavin took me to the library to check out some hunter's books. There were books about vampires, witches, werewolves and other creatures that I did not dream of ever meeting. There were books on alchemy, mild magic, and creating and using charms.

Max was mine. “The information I gave you was accurate. I was coming over to discuss recent developments with you. This girl is being placed on a chopping board and served to us by Noctua. If the file I have in my hands is the truth, then she might be a pawn in a plan much bigger than we thought.” I backed into my chair and stared thoughtfully into my father’s still-red eyes. “Now, my two questions for you are how are vampire hunters still roaming this earth when you promised the entire congregation that they had been dealt with after Mother’s death, and who the fuck is Edward Ravenwood?”

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

Chapter 85: Beasts Of The Hunt Deep Woods, Open Forrest, Outskirts... A series of violent snarls filled the open night air as many a humanoid wolf tore through the looming trees to get at the rich scent of blood that had caught their collective attention. The Howler M.C. had stumbled upon a group of outlaws who had taken up in the wilderness and had been having themselves something of a party with a good deal of drugs, and booze before the shift of the time and the onset of the werewolves descending upon their camp. Everywhere snarling teeth and razor-sharp claws had been digging into hot warm flesh and the splattering of crimson slick blood had been glorious as the brutes hunted and feasted

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.