The Primal Hunter 9 Audiobook Novels & Stories

The future of the Adio hunters is looking bright indeed. And not just here. Sameer and Muhsin are taking the guild to a new level staying on par with my new values. Hunters are being trained to investigate deeper into situations before assuming the supernatural being is the problem. It’s opening so many new doors.

She promised that she would be there at Hunter's house soon, though. Going back to sleep was much more peaceful now that the Arab prince was aware that his hungry, alone, and mentally exhausted friend wasn't going to be alone. *** Hunter sat in his bed flipping pages of a non-fiction book regarding stock market. He held the book in his wounded and burnt hand. The deep red on his wrist stood out on his otherwise fair arm. The sting seemed to have become bearable since Hunter's face was back to being stoic again. His stomach was rumbling, but after burning his hand, he had no wish to go down and try again. He was trying to distract the pangs of hunger when the sound of an engine cutting down i

The Hunter shrieked, its humanoid form flickering, core unstable, energy surging unpredictably. We pressed forward, every strike coordinated, every movement a dance of survival and fury. My wolf surged, claws ripping, teeth sinking, energy spiraling outward in a living weapon. The Hunter’s core pulsed violently, splitting into multiple fragments, each one more powerful than before. It’s adapting faster than we can fight! Azrael shouted. We focused on the largest fragment, the core. Energy surged, claws striking, bond flaring. Each hit caused sparks to erupt, sending debris flying. The forest trembled under the sheer force.

size as Walter’s, so he took the boots as well as the gloves and parka leaving behind the orange vest. Leaving the hunter’s gun was a more difficult decision, but ammunition was hard to come by, and he had no desire to advertise his presence with gunfire. He bowed his head and began a prayer. It wasn’t a very good prayer because the only one he could remember was the prayer he’d said before bedtime as a kid. But he focused on it, because it was helping him ignore the beast inside him that saw the hunter as meat. It was hungry, and it didn’t care where the meat came from. He was just finishing the prayer when the demon howled. He felt an answering growl rise from his belly, a challenge to hi

​The Hunt Begins Anew ​Leo walked to the window, looking out at the mountains. He could feel it now, not a hum of electricity, but a low, deep thrumming from the earth itself. It was the "Primal Frequency." Without the noise of the machines in his head, he could finally hear the heartbeat of the forest. ​He realized then that the story wasn't over. Thorne was just the first wave. The Iron Trust was the real storm. To beat them, he couldn't hide in a cabin. He had to go back into the wild. He had to become a Rogue.

You get your mate and it changes your life. This book will merge with book 1. Hunter and Hannah's journey is in book 3. Will take place when he gets home and wakes up. Look for Book 3 to the series August 1st

she breathed nervously, giving the signal that they could take off. Hunter took another shortcut through the woods his big form brushing through the tree branches as they passed by some guards and warriors who patrolled through the night for pack safety. Audrey had to duck a few times, although that didn’t bother her, she felt like she was in a foreign world she couldn’t believe that this was the same person she had professed her hate for just a few hours ago, and she definitely didn’t know what had gotten into her to want to calm his raging fit like that.

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

He was eating this story up. “Well, turns out it was a werewolf named Kevin Sung. He liked eating fresh heart meat. Instead of hunting deer or elk or some other wildlife, he realized it was easier to hunt humans. He liked overweight, male hearts and figured rest stops were the fastest way to get them. Authorities figured out it was a werewolf, so they hired me.”