Bloodborne Hunter And Doll Novels & Stories

Hunter rolls his eyes and then nods his head. "Let me make myself clear. If you so much as breathe the wrong way, I won't hesitate to put a bullet in your head. You're only coming with us because you mean something to her. But if she doesn't make it, I won't hesitate to use you as my new play toy. I haven't had one for a long time, and there are a bunch of new techniques I've been dreaming of trying. Oh, and one more thing. I know how to keep a person alive while bringing them to the brink of death, over and over again." Hunter replies with a smirk in the direction of the doctor before me.

He clutched his coat and threw him on the ground with full force. “GET AWAY FROM HIM!!” He shouted and dashed to Dylan who had fainted. Hunter was still held to the ground but no sooner Dylan fainted, his blood transformed to molten lava. He turned his furious gaze to that man who had him pinned to the ground. His eyes were fixated on the duo who was engrossed in a scuffle and thus, Hunter took advantage. Coiling his fingers around the rifle, he jerked him away. The cop was taken him off guard but before he could defend him, Hunter shoved the nozzle on his chest and pushed him away.

all five needles launch themselves towards the Lv2 Hunter It senses it and tries to retreat but Jimboy suddenly appears on its side "where are you going!"- Jimboy without a moment of rest, Jimboy touch the back of the lvl2 Hunter "CLUTCH!"- Jimboy JIMBOY/MANA: 75/150 in this 0.5 seconds, the body of the HUNTER STIFFEN! *ZOOM!* the five needles successfully stab the head of the lvl2 Hunter! because of this the lv2 hunter suddenly stop its movements

Gasps echo around the room at the sight of the large black werewolf licking the wounds of a random human girl. We barely register the sound of Doctor Boyd sending the nurses away before the sound of a door closing cuts off the whispers coming from the staff. Hunter continues to lick at Salara’s wounds, growling out at Doctor Boyd in warning when he dares to come near the bed. Doctor Boyd puts his hands up in the air to show that he is not a threat, motioning with one hand towards where Salara’s IV has been dislodged from our hurried licking. ‘Fix it and then back off.’ Hunter tells Doctor Boyd, his eyes fixed on the Doctor as he quickly moves to reinsert the IV into Salara’s arm.

” Hunter chuckled while nodding his head. ”I am sure he did. But he has no idea what’s coming for him.” “Meet me in my office I am waiting.” Dylan said hanging up not even giving Hunter the slightest chance to speak. Hunter on the other just sighed and leaned on his chair. Even though he wasn’t scared but a little uncomfortable feeling started to rise in him. He has no idea why was he so tensed. But he knows one thing that he wouldn’t let anyone harm his doll. Because for him only he has the right to do whatever he wished with her.

Chyne’s POV This dumbfuck of a hunter is starting to get on my last nerve.” Stop avoiding my question.” I tell him through gritted teeth but if I’m being honest I’m starting to lose interest really quick in this guy. Such a loser killed my friend and there’s not much I can do about it besides what I am now. Demons are hard to kill and to truly make sure they are dead u need holy fire from the all mighty’s throne room. To build your castle around the holy fire its just simply evil and cruel and screams power hungry. But I guess in a way works out. You wouldn’t want anyone just walking around with something that can kill you.

She wasn't dead but she wouldn't heal from this, and I knew she would be immobile on the floor. I stood, keeping my eyes on the two men that were left. “Who's next?” I said, with a cocky smirk. Both of the leeches looked at each other and then charged me. Their Vampire speed was unnerving because they were both on me before I could take another clear shot. I managed to graze one of the men, causing him to release his hold on me and step back, which gave me just enough time to send two more bullets through his heart. The one behind me, however, sank his fangs straight into my shoulder.

Still confused about what he is saying because my dad has never discussed this with me before he died. “ I told your dad to discuss it with you but he always tells me it isn't time for you to know. Now he is gone you have to know your lineage. Like I said you are from the generation of hunters. Your lineage has always been the leaders of the Hunter's. Now your dad is dead, you are to take over from him. The mantle has been passed to you. Hunters are the ones who hunt werewolves.” I sobbed as tears trickled down my eyes. I couldn't hold it

Lysandra asks as we run. "Somewhere they'll never think to look." "Where?" "You'll see." We reach the border just as the first hints of dawn touch the sky. A figure waits there. Cloaked. Hidden. "You're late," the figure says. "We're here." I step forward. "Do you have it?" The figure produces a small vial. Dark liquid swirls inside. "Essence of nightshade. Mixed with wolfsbane. Enough to kill even an Alpha." I take the vial carefully. "And the location?"

Blood from my nose had run past my lips and chin, smearing across my cheeks and ears. The front of my shirt had long since lost its original color. It was soaked through with blood. The pool beneath me had spread to Derrick’s shoes, sticky and dark. “Harriet?” Derrick’s voice trembled. He called my name again. “Harriet?” Mom had been celebrating Sheila’s safe return. When she saw Derrick storm toward the storage room, she followed him. The sight before her made her scream. She covered her mouth and staggered back a step. Dad had been comforting the frightened Sheila. After hearing the commotion, he rushed over as well.