The Searcher Book Review Novels & Stories

“Evan? What did she do to you!?” To be continued... This story carries on in book four, Heartbroken By A Hunter. I hope you're enjoying it so far xxx

Except for that, it was the books of magic that hunters could do. ‘I don’t even know what exactly I’m looking for?’ She thought in frustration. She sat on the chair in anger for not being able to find anything, and that was when her eyes landed on the dustbin under the table she was sitting on, and there was a book in it. She quickly picked it up and checked it. It was the whole blank; she smiled, finally finding the book that was for her. No one could read the book except her; maybe that was why they had thrown the book in the dustbin. She touched the first page of the book, and soon letter’s started appearing on the page.

I muffled my scream as I gasped again, supporting my body against the wall as I tried to hide myself in the dark alley, not to attract any attention. My original plans were to look for this book with the name Cerberus. After my little action with Evander, I had gone to the library and read a few pages of the book called Supernatura, and it mentioned this book called Cerberus that had information regarding rare members of the species, but now that I am like this, can I really go anywhere? "Woah, when I thought I felt like you called my name, I never thought I would find you in a condition like this," I heard Alcinder's voice, making me look up with hope.

He stared, mouth agape at the racks of books that lined the room, "Is this a library or the whole of my house? "Shut up, and help me search." She hissed under her breath, before running over the rack, "You search that corner, I will search that. Let's meet at this exact point," Again, they spread out, each fiddling through the racks of books, after thirty minutes, they panted heavily, dragging themselves back to their starting point. "Did you find it?" They both muttered, both sweating agreessively. "Nope." Dexter wiped away the strand of sweat, "It's damn hard, how many books does she read?"

He stared at them from top to toe. Then picked out a blue book from the inside, and started reading it. When he was done, he searched for another book. But he wasn’t able to find it out. He looked under the cupboard and then under the drawer of the table. Chris noticed that he was feeling much worked up so he asked, “Are you searching for something?”. “Uh, yes.” “What?”. “That red book with tales of mighty Robinhood on the front page.” “Oh, the one you liked the most.”

" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.

It was my go signal. “I am looking for a book that is about catching a bad man, an abuser, a predator.” “And?” “I have read the Princess of Nile, Glory for Gloria, and even the The Dead Prince of the New Dynasty…” Her brows perched up from her barricade book, “and I want more.” She suddenly stood, and headed towards the last shelf on the hall. She walked back carrying a book like hers – with a make-shift false cover. She threw it on the table.

This library holds the history of my pack along with great pieces of literature and information on various supernatural species. I had hoped that there would be something about our mark and those wolves somewhere in this library. Though for all I knew, my father had tossed the one book I would need. Crista did it despite the probability of finding the correct book in this sea of books. She found the exact text we needed. Chesed, of course, got off track and was more interested in teasing her looking to spark her heat. ‘As if you don’t want her again.’ Chesed scoffed.

Anything was better than waiting. I pushed open the heavy oak door and stepped inside. Lantern light flickered across rows of tall shelves that disappeared into shadow. Cobwebs hung in the corners. I didn’t care. I started pulling books down one by one, blowing dust off covers, scanning yellowed pages for any mention of white witches, sealed powers, or hybrid bloodlines. I searched for almost an hour. My fingers turned gray. My back ached from crouching. Still nothing useful. A soft footstep sounded behind me.

Something that made the hair on my arms stand up. Kade had found it by accident while searching for patrol records and he had shown it to me and I had shown it to Cressida. She had been here before. She said it felt like the books were watching her. She moved through the shelves with her fingers trailing over the spines and her eyes scanning the titles. Ember followed her like a shadow and her tiny paws made soft sounds on the stone floor. "What are we looking for?" she asked. "Anything about the bodies. The draining. The empty wolves."