Book About Hunting Humans Novels & Stories

"Who the f...fuck are you? Don't shoot, I'm begging you!" "Don't you want to get your money back anymore? Why are you running?" I say scornfully. He scrambles to his feet and starts to run, staggering and falling a few times. "S...someone, help me!" He screams. Yes, run. I inhale deeply, hot waves of adrenaline pumping through my blood; I can't help but think that it's been a while since I last went hunting with my father. Humans have always been a better target than animals anyway, the way they desperately cling to life even though it's hopeless is quite fascinating.

Readers, the next few chapters are a short story that happens after Book 2. Rick looked around the isle after he arrived, wondering what he was doing here. He longed to be back in the States. He wanted to taste the sweet, warm blood of humans running down his throat. Here, he could have as many throats as he wanted, but it wasn’t the same. The hunt had been a high for him. Even as a human, he had loved to hunt deer, turkey, and more.

I said as much to my mate. “No,” he explained. “Hunters are human, but they have certain supernatural abilities. They are born with the instinct to kill everything non-human. They don’t live in the grey. They refuse to accept that there are good and evil supernaturals - they simply kill everything that isn’t pure human.”

I was engaged with a book about hunters which I got from William's old book collection. Hunters were half human and half supernatural. They looked like humans but has speed of werewolves. They can detect any werewolves near by. Their violet eyes starts glowing. Unlike other supernatural creatures hunters did not have other supernatural powers other than their speed that they can only use if their prey is near them.

Damon said So it was settled. We had to fan out and start searching the grounds together. I started going the way I had chosen and there were lots of labs in this area and doors. I kept searching and saw nothing like that but there was enough to research on. There was this office I entered and there was a book there that caught my attention. I went and started looking through it, there were illustrations of cruelty mated out on both supernaturals and humans. Turns out, there were even more evil and dirty secrets on the side of the bounty hunters. They had been testing humans too cruelly and the supernatural. Obviously they wanted to gain the gene for themselves and I was really stunned.

Just as I thought we had all the information, and we could put it all to bed and move on, Hunter dropped another bombshell on me. “We found the culprit.” He pulled his fingers through his hair as he paced back and forth in my office. “Well, are you going to tell me or do I have to drag it out of you?” I tilted my head to one side. He sighed and I could see in his eyes that something was seriously wrong! “The humans didn’t come onto our land just because they were hunting, Irina. There is a hunter in town. A supernatural hunter! He influenced humans.” Hunter looked worried and I frowned.

As he stood behind the shelf across the library, he could see that “wolf boy,” seemed to be interested in a human female. He couldn’t help thinking to himself in disgust: Yeah, we may have to move the attack up if Alpha Treyvon's son is interested in a human. It would be a tragedy if we waited and they went as far as to reproduce. Eww..Just the idea turns my stomach. Most of the hunters didn’t mind killing adults, but they were not keen on killing children. If they didn’t want to kill children, they certainly wouldn’t want to kill a pregnant human or an infant. Yeah, it would be better to do it sooner rather than later.

Sitting up and looking around, I was sat in a large room, similar to Daryl’s office only more chaotic with piles of paper work every where, but what intrigued me the most was the whole wall full of bookshelves that were rammed with books of all kind. Christian enjoyed reading as much as I did. But what were they talking about when Christian said I deserved to know ‘What are hunters Reaper?’ The hunters come for us, they want to rid the world of our kind, any kind that are not human. Now the news of our existence is spreading, they will come for us in huge numbers That’s what Christian meant when saying I deserved to know, he had taken the memory card, but I am guessing that humans will be ab

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

"Let's get those damn trackers out of us." We waited an extra day, just in case more came. The mountain remained eerily quiet, the snow undisturbed except for the tracks we had left behind. By the time the sun began to dip behind the trees, casting long shadows across the frozen ground, we were packing up and heading down. The whole thing felt wrong. Orin. Jade. Werewolf hunters turning into what they hunted? All of it felt off. What was the point of it all? The truck came into view, buried under a layer of snow, and I couldn’t have been happier to see it.