Bounty Hunter Novels & Stories

He grumbled as I brought my hands down to see him rubbing his side. “Isn’t your job to be invisible? Part of that is not talking.” Sarael rolled her eyes. “His question was rude, mostly the tone. But just so we can be prepared for people coming after you, what was the bounty?” “I don’t know how flattered I am, but he set it at a million.” I frowned. “A million USD or EGP?” Azriel questioned, arching an eyebrow and ignoring my Aunt’s previous comment that he should be invisible. “USD. One million American dollars to the person that brings me to him, dead or alive.” I scoffed. Of course, Father would put the price in American money as it would entice more of the American hunters.

When this bloody guard had just finished speaking, a row of big red letters suddenly popped up on the electronic screen displaying the progress of the bounty mission. At the same time, the familiar female voice was heard broadcasting throughout the Western bounty venues. “Hidden mission unlocked! Destroy a base camp of the Hall of Evil for a bounty of 50 million dollars! “Congratulations to Team George for winning the first kill mission to destroy a base camp of the Hall of Evil. You’ve received a bounty reward of 50 million dollars!” Cheers erupted in all the underground bounty divisions! Team George was the most powerful team of bounty hunters in the entire

SOFIA'S POV "Two thousand four hundred and fifty... two thousand five hundred," I mumbled, counting the damp bills for the second time to make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. I handed the stack over to the bounty hunter. He was a scruffy-looking shifter with a scar across his nose, but he was the best tracker in the neutral zone. "This is half up front. You'll get the other half when you find her. Not a moment before."

But for a devilishly long time that made my heart stop momentarily. “He touched me. Everywhere. For the first time in my life I was… touched like that, so passionately, so desperately and it was scary.” I gulped, observing his horror-stricken realization that disturbed my whole being. I wonder how long had locked his eyes on me. Yet, for my own consolation, I asked, “Was it you?” Only the Hunter was capable of reaching its target silently without leaving a trace or getting caught. There couldn’t be anyone else. “You had a 1 billion bounty on your head.” He mumbled, holding the hem of his shirt, pressing his teeth together in desperation.

I snapped my head towards him as he started inching in my direction. "My love, it's not what it looks like, let me explain." "It had better be a very good explanation", I said. My flames licked up my body ready at any minute to defend me. He tried to reach out to me, but the flames roared harder, and he stepped back. "I'm waiting." The woman stepped forward with her hands raised to let me know she wasn't a threat and pulled down the top corner of her shirt, revealing her orange bond mark. "My name is Ophelia and I work with Rainn. We have a crew of hunters that collaborate. My mate is here as well. We just got back from the beach. I had to get into the ocean for a while. Curse of being a wat

“What do you mean? A… bounty?” “Yes.” Hazel’s voice shook. “Declared an hour ago. Dead or alive.” My stomach twisted. Cold sweat slid down my spine. Dead or alive. A bounty meant hunters. A bounty meant wolves. A bounty meant strangers with greedy eyes and no hesitation to drag me back, or worse…. “Who?” The word tore from my throat, jagged and raw. “Who would do that?” Hazel hesitated, and that silence was louder than any answer. “No.” My chest heaved. “No, no…don’t tell me… Cardan. Did he—?”

“Do you have a death wish? Do you have any idea who he is teamed up with?” “We are well aware,” Bastien said, “that’s why we have come to you, Kol.” “It is a death sentence, Bastien, my answer is no!” “I told you this would be a waste of time, this man is a coward,” Leo spat bitterly. Kol rose from his seat with a furious look in his eyes, “I am no coward! A skilled bounty hunter like me knows a fool’s errand from a daring raid.” I recognized the name Kol although I had been away for nearly two decades, I could not believe that he was still alive and well. Usually, bounty hunters especially those who hunted supernatural creature

“This was just the announcement.” Alina frowned. “Announcement?” Before he could answer— Her phone vibrated. She pulled it out. Unknown number. She answered cautiously. “Hello?” A distorted voice responded. “You’re Alina.” Her body went tense. “Who is this?” “Someone who appreciates opportunities.” Arun noticed her expression. “What is it?” he asked quietly. She held up the phone. The voice continued. “The council’s bounty is very generous.” Alina’s heart pounded. Another hunter.

A huge amount of money for a person everyone hates is a deal too good to be true, but they know it is real, as the name that puts up the bounty has a strong credibility among bounty hunters. Shortly after, the bounty hunters started packing their high-caliber weapons and began sharpening their knives while searching for where the Headmaster was in California. CONCURRENTLY... In Citadel Manor. Quillion Van Kirk stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window waiting patiently for the bounty hunters to contact him to claim their reward. "You messed up with the wrong wolf." He said to himself while cur

Burn this. “And you?” I asked, voice dry. He shrugged, drinking coffee. “I have a boat in Burlington. 28 feet, hidden space below. They won’t look north yet.” He gave me a silver lighter with a small anchor. “Need help? Light a flare. I’ll see it.” We stood in the gravel lot, smoke from the bus around our feet, door open. The burner phone buzzed—R: Bounty raised. $100K if alive. $50K for proof. Dark web calls you ‘The Ghost Star.’