A Hunter's New Home Novels & Stories

Ramsy boasted. Delta Ramsy mustered little heed to Higgins' pitiful state as the spat to the soon to-be corpse in his wake. Hunters were members of the resistance, who were mostly humans that had their only goal to be liberating their people and domineering the greater mass of carnivorous beast that desired to usurp any attempts they made to establish a system like theirs or breed enough to try. Higgins' life was dangling on a thin thread, his hands laid across the two ends of the baracade by chains anchored to his wrists and a weakened resolve from that death that just insisted on taking its time before truly drawing the life out of him.

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

then she looked away and started running. Ruth heard her, and something inside snapped. She knew it was time to stop playing games. No one was leaving. She grabbed a gun and fired three precise shots at the remaining hunters. Bang! Bang! Bang! In less than three seconds, the three hunters fell to the ground, bullets through their heads. The sound drew Alice and Calvin’s attention. They looked around—and realized they were the only ones left alive. ROAR! Ruth’s voice carried a terrifying power. She moved toward them, not stopping at Calvin, but aiming for Alice.

' After staying there for a couple of minutes Kasper and Flint go back to their village and find Matilda. "What's the news?" "We didn't find the body of the Rogues. The mansion that they also attack has been turned to ash. All of the bodies of the people in there can't even be recognized. It seems that the hunter makes sure that no one would find out what happened to the family," said Kasper. Matilda becomes quiet for a few seconds before talking. "There were six Rogues, right?" "Yes, mother." "But the hunter killed them all?" Kasper couldn't respond to his mother, therefore, Flint just answered her.

But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters? Shaking my head, I reach up and rub the puckered scar where the wound had been. The bullet must have been dipped in wolfsbane as it was taking too long to heal. Even with silver, once it was out of the body, healing took very little time but it had already been a week and the scar bothered me as much as the strange girl standing in the clearing.

Gunner sat beside me, unmoving, apart from his thumb rubbing circles on my thigh. “When the hunters attacked, we were completely unaware. They had managed to get to the border patrols and scouts before they alerted us to the incoming danger. The hunters knew exactly what they were looking for, and they knew just where to find it. They ripped their way through Moon Light, slaughtering anyone and everyone in their path. Your father and I had a plan, something we tried and tested many, many times. We were to separate, him going one direction and me going the other. There was a small log cabin hidden in the snow at the base of Mount Logan. We had readied the cabin with supplies and necessities,

Akihiko was shocked on seeing the kid speak that way to the man in front of him and he says- “Kids aren’t supposed to talk to elders that way! Shame on you! And what kind of parent are you, letting your child talk like that?” They both start laughing on hearing him say that and the man says- “He isn’t my kid… He’s just a brat who works with me.” “Even though I look like this, in reality I am 25 years old. I’m just letting you know. “Oh, right. Before all of that, I had to introduce ourselves. We both are part of the Hunter community and we specialize in hunting creatures from stories.”

He bows and takes his leave, it's well after dark by now and I just take my time walking around, I can sense my guards following close by but they're keeping out of sight which I appreciate their stealth, I somehow wander almost to the outskirts of the pack when I pick up faintly on a scent. My nose follows it and I end up at somebody’s house sniffing, it's faint but fk does it smell divine, divine enough to make my dick harden, what is this? I look around but the house seems empty, I can't sense or feel anyone presence so what gives? ' What the heck is wrong with you Hunter? ' ' I don't know human but I want whatever the smell is ' he licks his snout. ' The house is clearly empty you horn d

I was a hunter, a machine, and I had a job to do. I pulled up on the opposite side of the road to The Heath, wondering idly if it was still called that now it had been repurposed. I kept my head full of easy thoughts, so there was no space for the intrusive, probing comments about my own rapidly deteriorating state of mind. I killed the engine, and then I settled in to wait.