On a birthday night out, a little accident leads you to meeting Sergei, quite possibly the most attractive man you have ever seen. Convinced that he owes you for your ruined night, Sergei is determined to make it up to you - one way or another. Virgin!Reader and Sergei (eventual) smut ensues~

Sergei Kravinoff glaubte nicht an Karma, denn er war sich ziemlich sicher, schneller als dieses zu sein. Mit der Auslöschung vieler krimineller Bandenanführer, hat Kraven sich als 𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝐻𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 einen großen Namen gemacht. Seine Liste, besetzt mit den Namen von Verbrechern aus aller Welt, ist lang und es gibt nur einen Weg runter. Als eines nachts unerwartet ein längst verblichener Name von eben jener Liste die Grenzen seines Landes betritt, ist Kraven gezwungen eine schwierige Entscheidung zu treffen. ©nmeleys 2024 (cover von pinterest)

Fiona grew up in the city, the daughter of a well-known archaeologist. While her father was often away on expeditions, Fiona was left to her own devices. She spent her time reading, learning about history, survival tactics, and how to manipulate situations to her advantage. She was always clever, with a knack for puzzles and languages. After an unexpected encounter with Kraven during one of his hunts, she became a thorn in his side, following him and somehow getting under his skin with her antics.

You know that you shouldn't walk home alone after work, yet the idea of waking Sergei just to escort you seems silly. Kraven doesn't appreciate it when you fail to keep your word; it's time for you to get a taste of what it feels like to be his prey. "I thought I told you to call me when you finished work?" he whispers directly into your ear. Your eyes widen, muffled words of relief falling against his hand. You struggle beneath him, the burning in your lungs growing to be too much for you to bear. His arms tighten around you, a low chuckle reverberating through him and down across your back. You can feel every hard line of him moving against you. You whine, straining against him. The edges of your vision are beginning to look like static. "I-I didn't want to bother you, Sergei. It's two in the morning. I'm sorry-" "If you're sorry, you must want to make it up to me, yes?" he asks. You nod, words muffled against his skin as you try to answer him. He laughs, low and dark. It sends a thrill of excitement through you. "Good. Then you won't mind if I choose how that happens." - This can be read as a stand-alone, or a sequel to (give me one more) night with you.

When animals became his only allies, everything changed. Sergei Kravinoff, known as Kraven, a hunter who had mastered every inch of the wilderness, had sunk deeper into his obsession. His mind, once focused solely on the hunt, was now filled with the beasts he had conquered. But not all creatures were his enemies. Some, he would soon realize, could be unexpected allies. In the same world, there was someone else with a connection to the wild-Lili Novak. She seemed ordinary, but inside her lay a power she was only beginning to understand. Nature, animals, the will of the land and forests-these were all part of her essence. Her abilities were a secret she kept from the world. But when their paths crossed, nothing would ever be the same.

"I think you have the wrong table." You resist the urge to fidget, disappointment and uncertainty rising in your chest. Bright, sharp blue eyes remain locked with yours. There's an air of curiosity about him that is more intense than you would have expected. You're used to customers looking at you, but not truly seeing you. There's a ghost of a smile at the corners of his lips. And his eyes... they haven't flicked away from you once. "I don't think that I do." Working as a waitress at The Den, when you have a little run-in with Sergei, a handsome customer you have never seen before, an unexpected opportunity arises to get to know him better in the restrooms. Smut ensues. This can be read as a stand-alone, or a prequel to Night Hunt.

You know better than to challenge Sergei. It was only supposed to be a teasing comment. A month was a long time to be apart. Alone, in the wilderness, without another single soul to keep you company. Surely wanting one, single lazy morning together wasn't too much to ask? "Sergei?" It's filled with hope and longing and a desperation. "Kitten? What is it?" He sounds so concerned. Far more like your Sergei than he had this morning. The hand on your neck remains pinning you in place. "I thought you wanted to laze about all day in bed like some pampered pet." "No more, Sergei. I'm too sore. It's been hours. Please, can you untie me? I'm sorry. Please, if you could just-" The hand on the back of your neck tightens. "There's no use for pampered pets here, kitten. Only those who work to earn their keep, and those who deserve to be hunted. Which do you wish to be?" ~ After a year together turning his home into your own, you are used to your Sergei coming home from his hunts to you, bloody and bruised but still unequivocally yours. You have never seen him as the hunter, stuff of legends and nightmares. Until after one hunt, he returns to you still closer to Kraven than he is your Sergei...

There are few moments in Kraven's life that matter more than the hunt. He eats, sleeps and breathes the moment when his prey is reduced to nothing in an effort to make the world a better place. Nothing can stop him, nothing until he comes across his greatest weakness and his deepest salvation. This is a retelling of Kraven (2024) with a twist. Kraven × OC #1 kraven #1 kraventhehunter #3 romancefanfiction