Hunter Circles Series Complete Boxset by Jessica Gunn

Hunter Circles Series Complete Boxset

Hunter Circles Series Complete Boxset by Jessica Gunn
English | 2020| Paranormal Fantasy | ePUB | 3.2 MB

Bound by duty. Marked by fate.
I’m Krystin Blackwood, and I’ve only ever been good at one thing: killing demons of Darkness.
But at twenty-four, I’m about to face my toughest challenge yet: shifting from working alone to joining a team of three other Hunters. Newbie Hunters. They don’t know their magik, they barely know their place in the world, and when they find out the secrets I’ve been carrying, they’ll definitely decide it’s safer if they don’t know me.

But unfortunately for them—and me—Darkness has other plans. Lady Azar, Darkness’s heir, stole my new team leader’s son two years ago. Now, she and her lackeys are rallying to exchange Ben’s son for me because of the power I wield. I’m one-half of a prophecy to save an ancient city the Powers of Good lost centuries ago. And if I fail or die before that happens, the destruction of that city will be felt across all planes of existence.

If we can’t find Ben’s son before All Hallows’ Eve and somehow save him without putting my life at risk, that existential explosion will absolutely happen. But it’ll be nothing compared to the destruction wrought if Lady Azar changes Ben’s son into a demon… and her minion.
Because the only thing more dangerous than me with a blade is a father’s wrath.

*This is a complete five-book series urban fantasy adventure boxset.**
This complete series boxset contains all five books of the Hunter Circles Series:

The Hunted
The Traitor
The Changed
The Hero
The Power

I ran through South Boston as the sounds and grunts of a demon fight split the chilly night air. I couldn’t tell from here how many demons or Hunters were involved, only that, given the location in Jaffrin’s text, it was probably my future demon-hunting team. I rounded the corner of an alleyway, using the team’s loud shouts and grunts to guide me. They were exactly where Jaffrin, Leader of the Fire Circle and my boss, said they’d be. And if they kept this up, they’d alert the entire neighborhood to the monsters that thrive in the night. Damn newbies.

Heat flooded the air around me as a crackling whispered millimeters from my ear. I froze. A deafening snap rippled through me to the bone. I backpedaled, narrowly missing the strike of lightning cracking in front of me, straight out of the alleyway and onto the main road.

“Son of a bitch,” I hissed.

Any closer and I’d be dead. Any other time of night and dozens of people might have been walking by, knowing nothing about what dangers lay literally around the corner. Demons—humans with tainted, dark magik that had twisted their bodies and minds—were real, and most people didn’t know. And no one here would have had any idea—not until the very moment lightning struck. Demons from Darkness’s Empire. All those normal people thought that the world they lived in was free of preternatural creatures. Boy, would they be surprised.

What had I agreed to? Damn you, Jaffrin. He’d held off on giving me the freedom of being on a team for years in favor of living under his and my mother’s control. And when he’d finally let me off the hook, he’d given me new Hunters?

I hurried around the corner on sure feet, pushing off the old, cobbled streets of South Boston and into a cornered-off alleyway. There, between townhomes and apartment buildings, I found three Fire Circle Hunters fighting one demon. Just the one.

Are you freaking kidding me?

If I’d had the time, I would have rolled my eyes. But my feet had already moved—for once, faster than my mouth. Three giant strides and one leap had me flying through the air, wrapping my arm around the demon’s neck. I piggybacked him, grabbing on to his jacket, and tugged backward with all the strength I had.

“Hey, there,” I said as we tumbled to the ground, a mess of flailing limbs, my vice grip on his neck. I wouldn’t let go. Not now, not ever. The demon looked like a normal guy: human, with light hair, fair skin, and jacked-up muscles. But the similarities ended there. His deep burgundy eyes and a shadowy aura gave him away.

I knew better. The stronger the aura, the stronger the demon. And this guy’s aura surged like a storm cloud right before a tornado—dark, tinged green, and swirling with dark lightning crackling around his body in tendrils.

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