Bounty Hunter Novels & Stories

he said. His voice wasn’t raised. That was worse. I didn’t understand at first. My mind lagged, disconnected, like it was protecting me from what I already knew was coming. Then I saw the screen. A message. Not just one. A chain. My father’s name at the top. Bounty Active — Aria Moretti 500,000 USD Status: TRAITOR Last Known Location: Valenti Estate The room tilted. My vision tunneled. Five hundred thousand. For my head.

Nick said calmly. Khloe nodded in agreement. After receiving the instructions, Lenny left the room at once to rearrange the plan. Just then, Arista suddenly seemed to recall something. "Professionals?" Khloe looked up and saw that Arista seemed to have an idea. "What is it?" "Speaking of professionals, I do know one." As she spoke, Arista opened a memo app on her phone and scrolled for a long time before finally finding the entry. A smile appeared on her face. "This person is a mercenary. I heard he later joined an international bounty hunter organization. He takes payment to do jobs—and they're all extremely tricky ones. He's helped me before. He's reliable a

But not with locals. There were men with cybernetic eyes polishing rifles in the shade of tea shops. There were women in high-tech stealth suits haggling for water skins. Mercenaries. Assassins. The scum of the supernatural underworld. "The Executor wasn't kidding," Catherine whispered, standing close to Jack. She wore a white linen shmagh wrapped around her head, her blue eyes sharp and alert. "It's a convention. 'Bounty Hunter Con 2024'." "And we are the main attraction," Jack smirked. "Let's go say hello."

I hope I never find out. She knows that everything around her is not perfect, but she doesn't know that she is surrounded by monsters. I include myself. I have not been a Samaritan of God. I have done bad things. Being a bloody bounty hunter wasn't just moving items from one place to another or stealing or transmitting messages. I also had to kill. Yes, none of the people I killed were a sun, all murderers, rapists, abusers and other shitty people who should not exist. But I still did it and it's not a good thing to do.

*** Abraham Van Helsing, the Dutch vampire hunter, had once had an apprentice whom he admired and held in high regard, long before he even considered the holy order as a potential calling. Helsing betrayed his apprentice and thought he had disposed of him. However, the tales surrounding this event were shrouded in insufficient recounting and relied solely on rumors. Higgins, renowned for his extraordinary ability to communicate with the dead, was known as the Necromancer Hunter. His expertise lay in influencing the living through the use of the deceased as conduits. His discarded body had washed up on the shores of a massive island housing several packs of werewolves, one of which belonged t

Debbie could run into all sorts in the city; muggers, con-artists, and child molesters. He broke out into a sweat at the thought. If anyone harmed her, he would kill them, plain and simple. He started rubbing his forehead. Life was strange. When he first came back to New York, he was looking for the love of his life. He had ended up finding his lost love. Now, he was on the hunt for a child he never knew he had. “We’ll find her, Charles,” Calvin said with confidence. “If we don’t, the NYPD will.”

She said and then looked at Oscar. "There is another hunter out there; he seems to have the same vision as Giles and John Hunter. He is not working with them, but he is trying to make it seem like the attacks are from Giles. Our community isn't as large as it once was. If this hunter is allowed, he will wipe us out. Unlike the Hunters that had ties to the supernatural community, this one has no ties anywhere." She warned Oscar. "Do you know his name?" Oscar asked her, and she shook her head.

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

“I need the Package 1465’s account status.” Every target’s name passed through the Black Market’s operator always coded down to make it easier. Those codes would be sent out using messages or dealers. From the dealers, they arranged the contracts to whoever willing to take it. If more than one bounty hunter took the contract, well, they could just kill each other. Whoever survived would claim the prize. Sometimes, even the prize for killing the bounty hunters. Mira never heard a bounty hunter without a price on their head. Every bounty hunter had a price on their he

As I was trying to come up with a plan for taking down the last hunter on watch without being detected something came crashing out the window. It was one of the two hunters that were searching inside. The one I had just been planning on killing checked his friends pulse before cursing and jumping through the now shattered window. It seemed they found Mom and she was pissed. I could hear her wolf losing her shit. I jumped in just in time. My mom had her claws digging into the chest of the other hunter that had been searching the house. However she was not moving or completing the kill. The hunter who just came in from outside was holding a crying two month old Richard and in his other hand he