Tag: Monster hunter story

Written by Kate Whitaker

Drive Me to a Real Bed, Chelsea Childling

A road trip with two of her best friends, away from the grey ice of the city, had sounded amazing in the beginning. She loved living out of her car with her giant dog. Stopping when she was tired or wanted to explore, wandering in whatever direction she needed to go. Neither Keegan nor Andy had enjoyed the experience. All three of them had a tendency towards snark, but when the guys slid into snide on the third day, Chelsea gave in to Andy and followed the GPS.

Written by Kate Whitaker

We will, Chelsea Childling

Chelsea’s fingers drummed against her steering wheel as she glared into the dark streets. Velvet winter night had taken over most of the city, but between worrying about Jack and Amber and having to be in New York, her nerves were raw.

Written by Kate Whitaker

Keegan’s Story

Keegan rubbed his long, thin fingers together as he blew on them. His knees bumped against the only other piece of furniture that fit in the bunk, the bed her giant mutt of a dog was currently hogging.
The tiny, windowless shack she rented was warm and dry, and definitely made for a single person to stay in. Chelsea wasn’t sure she could get around Keegan to the bathroom.
He flipped his dark hair out of his eyes. “I hate this weather.”
Chelsea pulled the covers tighter around her and Bentley. “I didn’t call you.”

Written by Kate Whitaker

I’ll talk. You listen, Chelsea Childling

This is a series of short stories, detailing the adventures of Chelsea Childling. You can start with her origin story or pick any story from the index. *** Whiskey burned, but not enough. Chelsea could still taste ocean salt and Jackson’s last kiss. She signaled for another drink. “Aren’t you hunting tonight?” Worry shaded Morgan’s voice. “Nope.” Chelsea […]

Written by Kate Whitaker

Jack’s Story, Part 2

Every day is a lesson, and every person is a blessing.”

Chelsea found a smile. “That’s a nice thought.”

“It’s a way to survive.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “When you have nothing and no one, you have to find your lessons and blessings, every day.”

Written by Kate Whitaker

We’ll Figure This Out, Chelsea Childling

“My sister comes back tomorrow.”
Chelsea ignored the statement and sipped her coffee. The table held scraps of donuts from the local bakery, but nothing cooked. They’d all been sleeping since they’ gotten back from killing the kindermord.
Keegan settled in the chair beside her, casting a look at Jackson, begging for help. Jack smiled, warm and broad, and seemingly devoid of any thoughts whatsoever.
Keegan opened his mouth, and then sighed.

Written by Kate Whitaker

Chelsea Fights a Kindermord

Keegan snipped the lock on the gate and Chelsea and Jackson slipped through the playground, quick and silent. As Jackson broke the window near the back doors, Keegan started the countdown on his phone, the beeps cold and mechanical in the dark. They had to be in and out before the police.

Written by Kate Whitaker

Welcome Back, Princess

Guilt settled in her stomach. She’d been so laser focused on helping Keegan that she’d forgotten to tell Jack exactly why she had to help. “Nothing serious, and honestly, we realized we made better friends pretty quickly. But he’s… he’s my first real friend I made as a hunter. And he asked for help and…”

“Oh, I get it. He’s your partner. Has nothing to do with the job ending.”