The Searcher Novels & Stories

“Selene may have gone into hiding in some distant pack and is surely covering up her name so no one can identify her. You people need to keep tracking her down; she can't be free for the world without paying for what she did.” My speech was starting to get to the Beta and Gamma. The weary expressions on their faces were noticeable; still, I persisted. “No,” Eugene said angrily; of the two of us, he was the closest to Selene. “We're not going to do anything because it's past the relevant search hours. The only one who can send out the search requests in each and every pack in the zones is Axel. Without his signature, the applications are not valid, so we can do no more. We've spent a lot of r

Everyone probably had a version of the unsorted section. I called Hunter. "Can I ask you something without you making it a whole thing?" I said. "That's never a question with a good answer. Yes." "I've met someone I can't read." A pause. "Can't read, as in — " "As in the Resonance returns nothing. Not suppressed, not defended. Just absent. Like reaching into a space that doesn't have what I'm looking for." "That's new." "Yes." "How often have you encountered this person?"

I haven’t felt this energized in a while, especially when Viktor’s been on our ass for Goddess knows how long now. Leia this, Leia that. He’s killed no less than ten searchers who have come back empty-handed every time they went away to look for her. Cane and I had to remind him that the more he killed because of how pissed he was, the slimmer his chances of finding her got. It’s not exactly easier to find a person when you only have one searcher left, is it? I stand up and walk a few feet further to the edge of the river where the forest is covered more in moss and flowers that glowed under the moonlight.

A Syndicate hunter-sub, purpose-built for the trench, climbing to meet the intruder its beacons have been handing down the corridor all night. “Forty seconds to its scan envelope,” Sarah says. Flat. Pilot-flat. “When it pings us at this range it reads everything. Hull, bodies, heat. And the source.” “Then we give it a different source to chase,” Damian says. He is already moving, as much as anyone moves in here, reaching past Julian to the case strapped against the forger’s chest, and Julian flinches but does not stop him, because they planned this on the surface and I was not in the room.

My claws crept out and in one swift arm movement, I killed the tracker in front of me. “Uselessl! “ I exclaimed while letting out a feral growl. “Find me someone capable…now! Now!!!” ***Present day.*** “ How is the search coming up?” I lifted my head from the loads of paperwork on my desk and asked from the next tracker, Ben got me. He was apparently the second best in the entire country. After two weeks of taking control of the search operation, I only hoped to get some positive feedback this time. Vincenzo bent his head over before answering:

“How is this possible? Our leads are all broken again.” “Exactly. Looking for Clarice Madden won’t be easy.” Hunter tugged on his hair. Sydney bit her lip and said, “You said firstly just now. Have you found anything else?”

I scoffed, adjusting my position in his lap. I resisted smirking as he gulped. Yeah, there’s no hiding his physical reaction as it tried to reach me through his jeans. He better not think he’s getting anywhere. I have zero intentions of sleeping with this Hunter. “Speak. Who hunts you? And why?” I repeated using a more seducing voice as I trailed my finger along his jaw.

She is dying to know about him. "Alexander Smith is the famous bachelor in the city. His family didn't stay here. They were settled in some foreign country where it is that no one knew. Alexander has a beautiful sister named Alena. There is a brother who is an adopted one named Noah, his best friend and assistant. It is said that Noah holds the same power as Alexander. Still, he never uses his power and always loves to stay in the shadow of his best buddy and beloved brother Alexander." Tina said. She also doesn't know much about them, but rich people are always celebrities, so it is hard for them to keep everything a secret.

I said to Damien. “What was what?” He replied. I recognized that sound, it was a compound silencer. A tool The Academy gave us. It was specifically ingrained not to be able to be picked up by a Vampires super sensitive hearing. A lot of Hunters used them, I even had before.

Lord Vander answered. It's terrible, it seems that what we are looking for is difficult. He only said his name and he had no identity. Whether it is an object, an animal, or a person. Aqua Siren, sounds like an instrument but it's hard to assume because maybe it's a conch or maybe it's a bibe. "We will do our best to find the Aqua Siren, Lord Vander," Cayden said and suddenly he stood up so we all stood up as well. "We will not waste time. We need to search now." Cayden said and said goodbye to Lord Vander and Lady Astrid.