Auto Hunting Novel Novels & Stories

Dark eyes instantly locked with mine. “Good, you’re up,” he growled. “Find some shoes. Boots. Some should fit you.” “Why?” I questioned. “Where are we going?” “Hunting.” Devrim appeared at my side. “I’ll－” “Vanya’s coming with me,” Obsidian interrupted him. My eyes darted between the two of them as they silently stared at each other. After a few minutes, Dev muttered something under his breath. “I’ll get you some boots.”

Her head felt thick and heavy and she needed coffee or juice " THERE'S A HUNT! THERE'S A HUNT!" Rudina's Father shouted from downstairs. The Orange Juice was going to have to wait. The Hunters also known as The Mortal Pack discussed the threat and their plan and stood ready. They would wait for The Alphas to send signal to meet up with The Bardulf.

She should've had her guard up, but she was too freaked out from reading about Garin's mom. The younger shifters had told scary stories around the campfires about a blue-eyed demon who killed unwary wolves in a very particular way. They named her The Huntress. To this day, that name sent spikes of ice down Willow's spine. The Huntress was said to kill her victims slowly, using blades instead of bullets or arrows.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

He straightens. "Doesn't matter right now. What matters is I've read about this in my father’s bestiary. The far-shelf books, the ones he calls a waste of paper because they're not local. Small. Lives in water. Webbed hands. Drags people by the ankle. Obsessed with... hold on." He stops and turns to me with an expression I've never seen him wear on a hunt. He looks delighted. Noah Hunter. Delighted when I’m not fucking him. Mark the calendar.

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Now that I knew of the author, it was time to see the content. I pulled over off the road and stopped the car. The visibility of the storm had increased, making it impossible for me to continue driving safely. So, instead, I opened the journal and started reading. My eyes skimmed the words, keeping in mind that I was potentially reading from the perspective of an unreliable narrator. And soon enough, I found myself enraptured by the scenes they were depicting. Human on human wars, pacts between humans and supernatural beings, werewolves, Kindred…Human Hunters.

I watched her shake her head and let her gaze meet that of my now shattered vases. "I... I read this book in the palace, well half read the book, it was all about the first Lycan ruler and his people. It was extremely dull and very difficult to get into, but it briefly mentioned the first hunters, the adjacent village to the first wolf pack grew weary and formed the first hunters guild. I'm telling you, I-I held that gun and new all about it. I knew how to shoot it perfectly, and I have ideas about making weapons that I never would have thought of before. I genuinely feel like I know more about the lycanthrope than I did previously and in my head I genuinely know how to hunt your kind, and I

"Why don't these stories exist in real life? God, please, please just once, I wanna experience the fictional world" She squeezed her eyes shut, palms together in a praying gesture, exhibiting her desperation and longing for something impossible. "Mystical world of mystical creatures" That was her favorite comic book of all time, which she had read almost a dozen times by now. Her grandfather had given it to her when she was 7. It was a unique comic, a rare edition to be precise. A big fat book, having nearly 1,000 pages. It held a whole other world inside it. A history book, an encyclopedia containing minute details about the supernatural species. Their origin, abilities, weaknesses, strengt

Haven's POV I knew better than anyone that it would be better to fall off a cliff than get caught by the two wolves that were chasing after me. But even with how scared I was, I already knew how it was going to end. My dad and Raven, my twin always enjoyed using me as a hunt tool. Since I couldn't shift, and they knew I was gifted the power of immortality, they'd chase me every full moon and tear me apart knowing I wouldn't die.