The Hunt

The Hunt

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I never thought that I would feel so sick, so hungry, so disgusting and vile and horrible and masochistic and suicidal and gross and ill and hopeless. What the hell are you talking about? you ask. Well, you see, dear reader of this stupid story, I will tell you. If I had friends sooner, I would have made them call me something else. But they call me Hunter. And that's my name. I hate that name, and you'll soon figure out why. Nice to meet you. What's your name? I don't care. Let's get on with this. ~ Hunter Evans is a nineteen-year-old university student. What happens when he wakes up in the middle of the city, alone and feeling a little bit less than human? Cover photo by Mike Rollerson (?)
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Started 16.4.17 Finished 7.6.17 HIGHEST RANK IS #10 IN TEEN FICTION :) Current cover is by @Aisling_Page "Hey," an unfamiliar voice said behind me, I carried on walking thinking it wasn't for me. "Hello!" I turned around this time but stopped short when I came face to face with the schools bad boy. Tyson Anders. Again. "Me?" I asked, I looked around, why on Earth would he be talking to me at lunch time, I mean yeah I understand English but now. He loves me already. "Well I mean, last time I checked, I was talking to you," his sarcastic tone kicked in, I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "And why are you talking to me?" "Well," he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the classroom before closing the doors. I looked around, panicking slightly, he fidgeted with the hem of his shirt as before I knew it. "Take it off," I ordered. "What?" Oh Jesus. ~~~ Amelia Saunders, not a loser, but not a popular. She has two close friends, one crush and one enemy. She likes to live a low-key life which she has maintained until she talks to the one and only.... Tyson Anders, definitely not a loser, definitely a popular and a bad boy. Not to mention a friggin sex god. He does not live a low-key life and he has it all, he loves the life, he loves the girls, loves his friends and they love to win. So when Tyson, Damon, Chase and Hunter make a bet with one of their friends, they have to make sure he wins. ~ "I bet you that Amelia Saunders can win Sasha Lawrence in a race." "You're on." Now he has to get her ready for this race with the schools best runner, meaning they spend a lot more time than they're bargaining for and a bit closer than they thought. A race with the enemy, to win for your crush? Must be easy right? ~ "no I'm a potato." One odd friendship that turns into one fat drama DISCLAIMER : this will make you pee with laughter :) Not looking for covers anymore x

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