The Huntress And Her Love Prey นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Care to enlighten me? ‘There is nothing enlightened about this. This pack is nothing but a bunch of horny animals who think the men rule. They have completely lost sight of the true pack order and lost every vestige of natural mating habits. It has always been the dominant female whole leads, and who chooses her mate. The men line up and battle to impress her, but it is her choice in the end. This asinine ritual they have thought up is part of why we have been called forth as huntresses.’

I whisper seductively, running my moist tongue along her ear lobes, earning moan filled grunts from her. "Quit your dumb actions" she lash, knocking her heavy metal carved cross bow against my head after retrieving her senses. "Never in your damn life attempt such again!" she feign annoyance, aiming the cross bow towards my neck region. "I had you there princess" I chuckle, heightening her rage. "Am a Huntress Damien's, coexistence between us both is impossible" she huffs, shielding her reddened cheeks. "An important question Damien,why are you undetectable?" She wiredly ask, earning cringed expressions from me.

Noya scoffed. So that’s it. Noya’s taken so much into account but has forgotten a key factor. Me. She has precautions against the supernatural, but I’m not any of those things. I’m human. I’m a hunter, and killing witches is just part of what I do. Knowing what I was about to walk into, I climbed over the edge. I slipped on my hunter talisman for added protection and took out my silver khopesh, ready to strike. She didn’t even see it coming. Even as Godric smiled, having seen me coming up behind the dumb bitch. “You forgot the hunter, bitch!” I scoffed, swinging the curved blade separating her head from her shoulders.

The moon shone beautifully on the surface of the earth, the wind danced gently like it was welcoming the descent of angels. “Where are we going?” A young lady in a red dress questioned the man holding her hands as he led her through the forest. “Shush Selena, don’t you know demons lurk in this forest?” The man dressed in casual clothing teased his girlfriend but all this made her giggle like a schoolgirl, the leaves soon rustled, it was coming from behind the thick bushes and trees.

She could only hope that he would track her with the smell of his cloth patch. The roaring sounds grew nearer and louder but it was the sounds of various howls at once that had Cassy running faster than her legs could take her. Panic gripped her when she heard a female’s piercing scream. They were onto them. They were given a head start of a few minutes, after which the men would begin hunting. Cassy could safely say that the Hunt had begun. And she was prey. ***********

I vampire sped there before I was in the hallway and the Huntress was there. “Drop her now before she can do any more damage,” she said as she was holding the crossbow to my cousin. I felt my protective instinct was kicking in. “No can do, princess, we have to get going now,” I said before I was coming at her. I was knocking her crossbow out of her hands as I was pushing her to the floor. We crushed onto each other and I think my cock stirred at the contact. What the hell?! “Go, Noah. Run now,” I said as I was stopping the Huntress to go after them.

I say in a low breath but he says nothing. He places warm, open-mouthed kisses on my neck causing my body to scream with pleasure, “You are saying no but your body is saying yes me venatrix.” he lets out a low growl as his hands untie the front of my crop top exposing my bra underneath. {My huntress} I turn around slowly, Kye's eyes dancing with lust. I take a step towards Kye, not losing eye contact between us two as I stand on my tippy toes and place a kiss on his lips.

We entered his hut and Lady Rhys, in an instance, interrogated Luis about the situation as I stood beside her sitting body. If I could be honest, She is beautiful, --and domineering. Those were my first impressions about her, the woman, as they wrote it on the letter, Master Theon’s bride-to-be. As she appeared from that carriage, clothed with those beautifully knitted blue dress, she stood tall and reserved by his side. I breathed her wintry air, that it froze my words in my throat. I woke up from the illusion that the letter was but a sullen dream, a nightmare. It wasn’t real.

It didn't. Instead, the huntress struck out, nearly as fast as us, slashing wildly with her knife, which was quickly becoming covered in our blood. She pushed us back, and somehow (I still don't know how) managed to straddle Shirley and began to drive her knife, again and again, into my friend's eye socket.

Her heart has been picking up speed since hearing his husky voice but now the open challenge made her gulp and die. " I love hunting, Cupcake. Since I learned the fact that hunting is the game of remorselessness I became the hunter and you know what? " He peers a lazy gaze at her, " You're my prey who I love to hunt. " He pushes off from the railing standing in front of her. " I don't like this game. " She whispered with a shaking tone, but the glint in her eyes spoke of her heart.