Bounty Hunter Stories Novels & Stories

“Are you done? Or are you going to continue to pout in the middle of the woods? Those guys… they’re going to come for us. You don’t want to be here when they come looking.” “Who were they?” “Bounty hunters.” I shake my head. His tone makes me believe he’s not telling the full truth. “Why are they called Hounds? I’ve never heard that term before.” “Well, you wouldn’t, being a prim, proper, well-bred lady,” he says with a smirk, then rolls his eyes to the east. “Seriously, if you’re going to come with me, we need to go–” “You work for Hannibal.” The charming smile is scrubbed from his mouth in an instant.

"Mr. McCormick, without the protection of The Sovereign Residences, do you even realize what kind of storm that madman has invited upon himself? "Two of the most powerful families in Holtrien have issued bounty kill orders at the same time. The combined reward is nearly a billion—enough to send every killer and martial artist across Gabo Creek Province, maybe even the entire country, into a blood-fueled frenzy!" Derek gave a faint sneer, his tone laced with disdain. "It's true—money can make even the dead dance. The old saying still holds. A bounty like that is guaranteed to bring every butcher and scoundrel out of hiding.

"Well, you're assumption is correct. As well known as you were back in the Spanish-American War, especially since due to your track record you two have been more and more well renowned than ever before, even now when committing a crime." Seth screws up his nose and presses his lips together, "We didn't really go after that many notable figures for such a track record to be... well - well renowned." "I beg to differ, people like the Butcher of New York or even the Locksteady Preacher of Texas. Nobody else could do it, but you two were able to, I also know it better than everyone that those people had pretty hefty bounties on their heads as well." Seth shakes his head, "I'm sure that other bou

He looked up to see someone he knew that he really needed at the moment. 'Philip Vaquero', arguably the greatest bounty hunter of his time with very few competition. With an almost perfect record, he made his way to the top spot in the bounty hunter world and what made him fearsome was that all his bounties were top tier and of the highest grade. So if Vaquero ever came for you, all you could do was hope that you were wanted alive. Such a fearsome man stood in front of Nega and called him "BOSS" with a casual salute and he reciprocated with a casual "yo"

Claire interrupted, “What exactly is a Hunter?” He took a deep breath, steadying himself. “A hunter is a type of human who was or is a Mythical bounty hunter. They have enhanced skills; fighting abilities, enhanced senses. I think one or both of your parents were Hunters. Especially after seeing you in action. Haven’t you ever wondered how you could fight and keep up with the wolves and vampires in your coven and pack? Love, you ARE A 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 cursing the day he met Marcus Fitz.

Rhys calls from the otherside of the door. “It’s fine, you can come in, she’s dressed.” I call back They make their way in with Connor. “We heard something that we didn’t think was true, but it all makes sense now.” Rhys tells us. “The Hunter that brings in the best bounty will get more than money. They will be given immortality.” “They will be turned?” Bella blurts out. “We all know what Hunters are after and it doesn’t seem to be Vampires. Even though they are the scum of the Earth.” Rhys snarls "Fucking blood feeders."

I said, glaring at the wolf, itching to stab that waggling tongue of his. Was there a way I could kill him without making Lucia even more suspicious? “Ryan, do you know these people?” she asked bluntly. Might as well give her enough to let me off the hook. “Bounty hunters. They are a small pack further East and they work for whoever pays them.” She pressed further stubbornly. “And do you know who that is? Who were they sent to kill?” “No,” I admitted truthfully. “They are often hired to capture deserters alive. There might be a runaway from Northern Fang on the loose.”

Our father said. "But who's he? I mean, you can't have us running around finding someone we do not know." I said to him, He observed me for sometime and then sighed as he braced himself for the story he was about to tell. Apparently, the man was a part of the top bounty hunters back then and although age nearly made him seem unrecognisable, he could tell from the scar to the side of his face. He stated that he had been really young back then and had been following in his father's footsteps. His father who had been the leader of the bounty hunters. My eyes widened and my mouth nearly agape.

I replied, and he told me to hang tight that he would be coming with two other hunters so they could bear witness. I went back to where Kevin and Randolph held the people we caught. "This bounty hunter said Murray paid handsomely for the job they are doing here," Randolph said to me, and I already knew Murray was behind this. It was amazing how little these two culprits knew about our world. They should know Randolph and who he was, yet they were clueless. It was as if they were not part of our society, as if they had come from a different country altogether. "Who is this guy?" I asked them, and the hunter looked away in shame. We let it rest after then and stood around waiting for Maxwell t