The Searcher Novels & Stories

“He has a pretty good idea of where she is, so instead of demanding people find her, he’s asking for clues of her whereabouts.” I smiled, thankful that he at least wasn’t turning his back on work. I had fully expected him to utilize the scouts and warriors to try and find me, but I had determined that was the exact reason why they covered my scent with that of rogue. Only Liam stood any chance of tracking me, and my scent was old by the time he discovered I was gone. “Did he tell him which warriors to keep an eye on?” Vivian asked. Chandler’s face twisted in discontent. “That’s the thing. They aren’t warriors. So Lya is looking into them a bit more - trying to determine if they transferred i

The poor boy had worry lines etched on his forehead, and Ariel shook her head. “It is fine, Aaron. Thank you for your help. I would take my leave now.” “There is one more thing we could try. The search engine could find something useful there.” “There is no need; I have done that several times, and it was futile.” “Not the normal search engine, of course. We have a different search engine from the one humans use.” Of course they would have theirs, but why did anybody think to tell her about it? It didn’t matter anymore.

How that bad mouthed sleaze had landed such a prestigious position was beyond me, even in these desperate times. I left his apartment and headed outside. It was one thing travelling to somewhere you'd been before, and another to a strange place or one you couldn't quite remember. I wandered a few of the closest streets, unsure of what I was looking for. I didn't know how to search for someone. I'd never tried it. But even if I had known, it wouldn't be of any help if Nick was a Taken. Seeing Taken souls were Lillith’s thing.

She gasped silently; her eyes wide. She willed herself to quiet, to not give herself away as the voices paused in the hall near her door. “The Daikon have been invading recently. We don’t know why but they are getting more frequent and braver. They have been going as far south as Ellisvale searching for something,” the voice spoke softly. Amelia didn’t recognize the man speaking but she knew it was her father who responded. “They are searching for someone. I don’t know who it is, but I have intel that says it’s a person they seek. If they would tell us who, we might be able to barter a trade with them,” Saerus said.

My voice cracked. “And none of it mattered.” Marcus remained silent until I finished then he spoke quietly. “There may be another way.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” He glanced around the training grounds before lowering his voice. “There’s this man.” “A man?” “He doesn’t belong to any kingdom.” “What does he do?” I asked “People call him a Seeker.” I had never heard the title before. Marcus continued. “They say he can trace anything.” “People, Artifacts, Lost cities and even souls.”

Unmated. For women who dreamed of becoming Luna to one of the strongest territories in the region, he was the greatest possible prize. They did not know him. They did not know what he kept beneath his house. “You’re welcome to him,” I said. Lyra blinked. “You expect me to believe you entered for another hunter?” “I didn’t enter for a mate.” “Then why are you here?” Sable watched me carefully. I could not tell them the truth. Not all of it. “To collect something that belongs to me.”

Irritating! We reach Hunter's big and luxurious home and parks the silver Porsche in its usual space. His cellphone rings as I step out of the car. Hunter says things into the phone that I can't understand, but I recognise " Bonjour" and understand he is talking to the French television crew. I peer up at the sky that wants to reveal the sun after its long hours of thin rain. If I look the other way, I can even see a rainbow.

Wiping a bloody hand across his face, Ted picked the call without looking at the caller ID. “What…?" “Where the hell is my sister?” a voice growled from the other side. Ted scowled, that bad feeling returning to his senses. “Who the fuck is…?” “Chase and where the hell is Cathy you fucking Hunter?!”

One day he decided to walk into the woods and no one has ever seen him since. My name is Lucas Harrison. I am considered the best tracker and hunter in the town. Not only animals but also Paranormal beings. All-day and all night, people in our town searched, lighting the way with flashlights and lanterns. Searching with dogs and carrying shotguns. It all seemed like a horror movie waiting to happen.

He then raised his right hand, holding a small mirror in front of his nose and whispered at it. “What? What are you saying?” Seb asked impatiently. “I want to hear your spells!” “I’m just dictating commands,” Dorin said distractedly. “Find this scent and show me the location of an object that is made of circuits. If it is in possession of someone else, show me the face of the person nearest its vicinity. If it is discarded somewhere, show me the place where it is.” Dorin clapped his hand and pulled out thaums of power. “Search for 5 kilometers round. Now.”