Artemis Hunters Novels & Stories

We shuffled across the courtyard as a group, some other Hunters were around and said hello and gave their condolences; word got around fast after all. Unsure which building to find her in, we poked our heads in several before we found her. She was standing in the center of the arena, her ball and chain high above her head making deadly circles. Her opponent was crouched on the other side, and I recognized him instantly. Brendan was one of the few spear wielders, and the only one at our base. A perfect match against her ball and chain, we watched the spar unfold. It was a delicate, graceful dance. Brendan dodging and using his spear to entangle the chain on it, Cassi wrapping and re-wrapping

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

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.

"That hunter knows our weakness and I'm sure that's what she used to you to be like that!" "She already killed hundreds of us!" "I don't also think that it was luck for the beta leader to be free by the hunter... She might have a plan to find our village and kill us all!" "Aren't you bothered about that, leaders? What if she found out the location of our village?" "We need to do something about it!" "We need to be prepared!"

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.

“It’s best to come with us before the others find you.” Others? “Listen, I think you have the wrong girl. I’m just a bounty hunter.” I pushed Lukas a little, and I took in the men in front of us. They were all wearing the same clothing style as the men who had met us in the bar close to the industrial sector, but what stood out was a small pin they all had on their left breast—an owl in flight. They were Noctua. Another man came forward and flashed me a picture. My picture.

There were a lot of wolves out there in sheep’s skin. I heard a creak to our left, I pushed Liam forward as an arrow flew by us. “Who’s there?” “Is that you Felix?” “Artemis?” we stood up as Artemis made her way to us. She was a beautiful woman, strong, skilled, and deadly. “Are we shooting before asking questions now?”

“We all know the only way hunters would have made it through that veil is if access was granted to them. And…” “One of us,” I sigh, feeling a migraine coming on. Luca and Nyra are right. Someone who has the power to scale through that veil unscathed must have helped them. And it cannot have been a regular pack member. It’s someone much stronger. “And how are we even sure they are hunters?” Nyra says, her hand reaching for a shirt on the floor before she decides against it, the look of disgust in her eyes. “I mean, it could be anything, right?”

“You think your howls frighten us? We’ve burned two dens this month and you’re next. We’ll line your borders with fire until there’s nothing left but ash. Mothers will bury pups, and we’ll call it justice. You’ll choke on the smoke of your own making.” A warrior at the edge of the room stepped forward and delivered a sharp slap that snapped the captive’s head to the side. He hissed, tasting blood, but his eyes still burned with fanaticism. “Kill me. It won’t matter. Another will rise in my place. You’ll regret thinking you could stand against us. We are the Hunters. We are the line that keeps this world clean. And when Dorian gives the order—we strike.” Cassian crouched low in front of him,

Apollo blinked a few times before answering. “Artemis is the goddess of the hunt, wild animals, the moon… even childbirth and chastity.” “I knew it!” Summer cheered, grinning at Artemis. “I should call you a goddess! You’re so pretty, just like her!” “Does that mean you’ll call me Uncle God?” Apollo piped up. Summer wrinkled her nose. “But you’re not a god.” “Yeah, but Apollo is a god—and he’s handsome.” “But you’re not as cool as him.”