Blood Hunters Game Novels & Stories

Abe admitted, spitting out some blood-coloured sputum. “I know. But I don’t like it I hate that we have to stand in the background once again.” Aegeus complained. You see, the trigger for this battle royale was simple. Mane had told them that he was going to look for Gamr, the hound that could not be killed. According to the Reaper, Gamr had returned to the world in the form of a wolf pup. Amazingly enough, this wolf had been born on Planet Celestial, a planet Mane was fairly familiar with. Mane had been intrigued by the prospect of a reunion. He had planned to use his ring to visit the planet and rekindle the old alliances he had made to find Gamr, but the Supreme’s plans had changed. He wi

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

Ashley seemed more frightened now than she had in as long as Cadence could remember working with the girl. “It’ll be fine,” she said, double-checking the after-market safety on her own weapon and that the silencer was secure, not that it would do much good. Before she could explain anything more to Ashley, there was a thunking sound as a body collided with the window. The Vampire looked just as startled to see three Hunters staring back at him as Cadence was to see him hanging there, like a fully-grown human bat. She immediately fired, shattering the glass, and ash sizzled out of his chest cavity, spraying all over the floor as he began to slide off.

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

About two hours later, I got a ping on my phone indicating that a video had been sent to me. I opened it up to see a scene through night vision goggles. They were walking through a house, checking rooms. They finally came to a bedroom and the door was opened. The person wearing the camera walked up to the bed and shook awake the female occupant. She looked up at the man with some alarm and mostly irritation. “Julia?” a voice asked off camera. “Yes?” she said in some irritation. Then the noise of gunfire filled the screen and she fell back. I dropped the phone in alarm. I was a werewolf hunter, but this seemed so violent.

Gunner. I could see dead bodies everywhere. The little white houses indicated that I was looking at the Crescent Wolf village. I've been there twice, I remember what it looked like. But how is this happening? The amount of blood all over the ground was daunting. There’s a pile of pups laid on top of each other, all dead. There are wolves and human pieces spread out across the open field. In a quick flash, I was now looking down at men and women dressed in black combat gear, carrying ArmaLite rifles, automatic shotguns, and high-powered crossbows. This is high-tech military equipment. These hunters are the real deal, not some rag-tag group of wannabees. I tried to count how many hunters I cou

In a heartbeat, one of them sends Hunter flying through the air as he sends his skeletal hand over his torso. "Hunter!!" I yell, my mouth dropping open as Hunter lands on the nearby Yew tree, the sound of bones cracking rattling my ears. He lands face-first into a gravestone, blood bursting from his nose and mouth. "Ohhh," Hunter groans, rolling to the ground. "Hun..." The words die in the mouth as I see them two steps away from me. My heart leaps as I freeze, wondering what my fate will be. Have we been invaded by aliens in the realm?

“But there are levels to this game, Henrique.” I took a step forward. “Return the shipment you hijacked. Or be ready to be torn alive.” Henrique spat on the ground near my boot. He laughed, taunting me. “Go on. I dare you. Do your worst.” I tilted my head. “As you wish.” I didn’t even have to signal. The clearing erupted into a total disorder. Bodies collided; the sound of fists hitting the enemy’s flesh; the snarls of wolves filling the air.

I asked, and they shook their heads. "We need to find him. The vampires have been hit bad already. All the blood banks have been destroyed. We have been working double-time, hunting and killing vampires that cross the line and hunt humans for food. We can't keep it up because John Hunter is beginning to retaliate." Kevin Palm, another top hunter, complained. We agreed to find out where the hunters were hiding and if truly Giles was the one leading them. I had trouble believing this because the man was in his sixties by now, but we knew what that bloodline was capable of. Anything was possible.