Bounty Hunter Stories Novels & Stories

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

A chance encounter with a bloodsucker had put me squarely in the crosshairs of Absinthe Raynes and he’d offered me the job of being his bounty hunter. While they were deadly creatures at night; they could not hunt during the day and a human hunter would be able to kill a rogue while they were in hibernate. At first, I had told Absinthe to shove his job and his salary of one-million-dollars a year, up his ass. I did not want anything to do with him, especially after finding out he had been creeping into my past. I had left the mansion with the knowledge of what he was, but also with the threat to keep my mouth shut, or there would be ramifications.

These agents were the ears and eyes of the usurper's regime, their loyalty secured through a potent cocktail of fear, reward, and the insidious promise of power. Bounty hunters, men and women whose reputations were forged in blood and shadow, scoured the farthest reaches of the kingdom and beyond. Their quarry was Elara, and the price on her head was astronomical, enough to tempt even the most scrupulous. These were individuals who dealt in secrets and swift deaths, who understood the value of information and the finality of a well-placed blade. They were equipped with the latest in tracking tools, both mundane and arcane, and their methods were often as ruthless as the rulers they served. T

He starts to head off to his room but I get in his line of sight and stop him first. “Kade! What the hell happened to you? Why are you so grumpy?” “Huh?” he asks, finally registering that it’s me in front of him. “Oh, sorry. Nothing happened, I’m not grumpy. Saw the rogue, but there was already a hunter on him and they took him down before he crossed over. That’s it, end of story,” he says shortly. “Really? And it was the same spot that the human was found at, right?”

Gavin and I had done a lot of research since the Hunter's visit to my home, and everything they told us checked out. "Well I do not agree with you Marco," I began, and he frowned at me. "Because my pack was hit the most I decided to look into what happened twenty six years ago and what I found was quite interesting. None of the stories that are being passed around are true. If none of you believe me, you could investigate by yourself. Marco and McCain were active then so they should be able to confirm what I am about to divulge." I said, and Marco shifted uncomfortably in his chair. The hunters that were present were very attentive.

*** 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

“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 creatures like vampires didn’t live very long and the reason was obvious

Maybe she's looking for me? I'm not sure what a hunter is but Addie is my hope for rescue. If Rainn is the guy from the bar, then she's with the other gorgeous male that made my heartbeat. I now have a way to drown out all the pain and suffering and this will be my new happy place. "I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council.

I explained. “I had that nagging feeling that someone was watching but when have I not always had that feeling, I guess that is the price I have to pay by being in the mafia, although I would not have it another way. Hunter offered us shelter when we needed him, so I will pay the price gladly.” He sighed, trying to rack his brain on where to get the information. “I think I used to read of something in all these romance books, I once read about a hacker and an author's love story, and I discovered that you can do a lot and get a lot of information from the dark web,” I suddenly remembered bringing out my laptop.

My cheeks warm, watching as he silently watched me with an unreadable expression. I swallowed, averting my gaze back to the wound. “Was it the French?” I ask softly. Sasha shifts his weight, pushing deeper between my thighs. “Yes.” He replies gruffly. My heart hammers from our proximity, the thick steam of the bathroom not helping the situation. “A Russian bounty hunter, hired by the French for a large sum of money. “ He continues softly, tightening his hold on my waist with clenched jaws. My heart skips, fear flashing through my head, and Sasha could see right through it. “B-bounty hunter?” I asked shakily.