The Night Of The Hunter Novel Novels & Stories

Haydee He came the way thieves come, over a wall built too high to climb, into rooms guarded too well to enter. I woke to the weight of someone in the dark and had my power halfway up my throat before I placed the shape of him. Black coat. Deep gold at the collar. The wrong pack's colors standing in Lucien's white house. Hunter. "You have ten seconds," I said, "before I bring the whole of Bloodpine down on your head." "I know."

Hunter 16: A Sense of Belonging I woke up with a sense of tranquility, the events of the previous night feeling like a distant dream. I stretched, enjoying the warmth of my bed and the gentle morning light filtering through the window. However, my contentment was short-lived. I blinked, my vision slowly adjusting to the unfamiliar surroundings. As the fog of sleep lifted, the events of the previous night began to flood in my mind. I remembered meeting Miss Elina, the terrifying encounter with the rogues, and most importantly, meeting that silver-eyed man again.

A Night Hunter launched itself toward the outer barricade, crossing open ground with terrifying speed. The wall guns followed it, but too slow. It hit one of the lower barricades, climbed, and lunged toward a young arsenal soldier positioned near a damaged gate post. The soldier froze. Natasha moved. She ran before anyone could stop her. “Natasha!” Rowan shouted. She crossed the open ground fast, lifted her rifle and fired twice. The first shot struck the creature’s shoulder. The second hit its side. It barely slowed. The Night Hunter changed direction mid-leap. Its head snapped toward Natasha. The moment its eyes locked on her, its entire body seemed to tense.

The blue light intensify right at his very eyes and my gaze couldn't take off and receive such blinding blue light, traced more than my mind can hold. Then a fantastic collision just clash before our very eyes. One is that of blue, and one is a strange white that is coming from inside of me. I thought while my heart is shaken, “I don't know what you mean by calling me your luna, Alarkin. But you understimated this curse huntress. How can I the one to forget this very night?” The moment he regain the clarity, I aready disappear without trace. That after I certain for the very important thing, and I can only sigh the conflicted beat in my heart.

I rolled my eyes at him, and he gave another shout of laughter. The ride continued in silence until we got to the main highway. I could see a dark shadow of a vehicle parked off to the side and realized it was Nellie and the other warrior. They flashed their lights at us and followed us up on to the highway. I sat back in my seat and closed my eyes. “Is it true you were a werewolf hunter?” Bob asked. I opened my eyes to see him looking at me earnestly. “Yeah,” I acknowledged.

Behind us on the forest floor it looked to be about 20 rogue wolves heading towards the pack's bonfire, I can't let them reach there though who know if there's kids out there that might get injured in their attack or worst ,die I just couldn't let that happened, we were now onto a tree which gave us a clear view of the bonfire that was taking place at the pack house where everyone is at enjoying themselves waiting for our arrival Laying low there, we saw Chelsey entering the yard with the car, parking it in the corner before coming out , to be welcomed by non other than Blake or should I say alpha blake cause I think he's alpha now , they started talking so I adjust my ears to hear them "Hel

He continues laughing. ... The red sun arises from the east, with it's light slowly driving away the darkness of the night. But that wasn't the only interesting thing in the sky today. A small quantity of smoke ascends to the sky, followed by a dense capacity of itself. The Hunter and his men jog through the forest. Some of them in their night wears and the others in rascal clothings, while The Hunter simply looks too good to be with them. The one thing they all have in common is a gun.

Hunter knew all too well that every decision comes with its consequences. He made a deal with the Patels' to get rid of Ludo but he didn’t hold his end of the bargain. Despite this, Hunter was no man to be intimidated by the Patels. As a matter of fact, they were out of the picture for him because he had finally got what he sought after; the manuscript. As soon as he got home, he printed the whole manuscript out, took it with him into his carnage backyard and treated himself to some reading. He never remembered when he had read like that but he was determined to finish reading the whole story that very day.

[ THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW] The night comes and Hugo was desperate to know where Charylle is. The twins was fast asleep on the couch, Hunter was already outside of their small hut. He was panting while watching the dim lights from the inside. His fist was close as he slowly step inside their house. It's been weeks since he last saw them, and he can't wait to reunite with his kids. Amidst the deep night, Collin was still awake and was the first one to see Hunter. A wide smile spread across the child's face and was about to wake his twin up but Hunter instantly hush him up.

then she looked away and started running. Ruth heard her, and something inside snapped. She knew it was time to stop playing games. No one was leaving. She grabbed a gun and fired three precise shots at the remaining hunters. Bang! Bang! Bang! In less than three seconds, the three hunters fell to the ground, bullets through their heads. The sound drew Alice and Calvin’s attention. They looked around—and realized they were the only ones left alive. ROAR! Ruth’s voice carried a terrifying power. She moved toward them, not stopping at Calvin, but aiming for Alice.