The Hunter and His Prey
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The Hunter and His Prey
A camping excursion gone wrong quickly leads Violet into harms way. The hunter will do anything to get the prey he seeks, what will happen when Violet comes between him and the prey he is mercilessly hunting down? Read on for a sneak peek!
Story Excerpt:
I dashed forward hearing his footsteps even louder than mine had been behind me as I raced into the rain.
My bare feet sunk into the muddy Earth, making me slide across the terrain as I bounced forward.
Strong arms grasped me around my middle, hauling me off the ground and into the air screaming flailing my feet into his strong thighs, swinging my arms back behind me until I made contact with his chest and face, clearly making no impact.
He began carrying me back off to the house. "Help," I screamed into the rain, into the endless tress, into the empty forest.
"Enough," he growled his face inches from my ear as he pulled me up by arms and led me back into the house by them.
He pushed me forward, through the threshold of the door and slammed it behind us. I stumbled forward before turning to face him, aware that I had angered him, shaking from fear more than my cold wet body at what my fate would now be.
"Take your clothes off," he said gruffly as he strode towards me.
Caught of guard I took a fumbling step backward and stammered, "Wh-What?"
"Take off your clothes," he demanded again as he stripped his wet T-shirt away and placed it on a set of three large black metal hooks that lined the wall. He turned back to me glaring and strode towards me stopping so that my face was only centimeters from the fine black hair that covered his immaculate chiseled chest that led down to model worthy abs. His jeans hung low on his body, showing of the V shape of his hips that women lusted after. "I'm not going to have you ruining my home with your muddy wet clothes. Now take them off or I will," he stated bluntly eyeing me harshly.
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