Bounty Hunter Stories Novels & Stories

I didn’t want to tell them about the strange man who had popped out of thin air and made me talk about my father for the first time in years, I didn’t want to tell them about what he said or why he came, I especially did not want to tell them about the manic nonsense he spewed that had affected me more than I cared to admit. But I did not want to lie to Chase either, so I ignored the stifling feeling of dread that wound in my gut and blurted out the truth. “I met a bounty hunter.”

They were waiting for him. Three figures. Not the Red Moon. Not Crescent Moon. No allegiance. Just eyes full of coins. Bounty hunters. “You’re a hard wolf to track,” the leader said, voice sharp with a northern accent. Silas drew his blade. “I’m worse off in a cage.” But this wasn’t like the last ambush. These weren’t amateurs. The fight was brutal. Fast. Sloppy. Silas landed a blow to one’s throat, flipped the second over a broken log But the third caught him mid-dodge with a blade to the thigh.

Mac gives up, returning to the chain of discussion that is usually significant until further notice. Currently, my internal discussion looks at the correct memory, the one in which Dad has for quite some time told me the tale of William Hunt every night bravado as if it were the best bedtime story. To this day, she keeps telling me that story, so I can't resist the urge to worry a little that I didn't remember it earlier. "Since that's how they treat," he expresses. William Hunting rides into storms, searching for spirits to gather. -Accurate. Also, once they take you away, Melido supplements .

I was watching my weight anyway and I needed to get in and out fast, I didn’t want to wait any longer to get this journey started. “Jarvis, navigate me to The Academy in Maine.” I said. I knew this would be a multiple day journey, because we would be stopping in between, but we had to go that direction anyway. “As you wish, ma’am.” He said, and we were off. I ate my food in silence, pondering my journey. How funny is it that when I was younger I swore to be the first in my family to break the mould and not become a Hunter. But now, I'm one of the top Hunters. I guess revenge and hatred will fuel you to succeed, even if you never wanted to.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

Beau, a lean black man with a bald head and sharp eyes, was reclined against the small stage at the front, watching the smaller groups postulate theories about who had taken Bethan. For Diamond and Trigger, there was no doubt whatsoever about who the culprit was. They were talking to Jackson and Delilah, a couple who had moved to the south of England from New York. However they, unlike Susan, rarely spoke of their past. They’d joined the Seafall hunters when their search for a Knucker, a shape shifting water spirit, had brought them to our coastal town.

When I got home I told Damon about the bounty hunter, Damon was not amused, but none the less he was happy I was safe, Anton was a brutal bounty hunter, a man that would kill anyone, as long as he was being paid, not many bounty hunters killed women or children, they had ethics, but Anton was not one of them, he was one of the few that didn't mind killing children, even new born babies had lost their lives to him, but it begged the question, what would drive someone to have a baby killed? What kind of enimity could one possibly have with a baby? Why would anyone hire a bounty hunter to kill a baby? So many questions but no answers.

Tyr then pointed his knife at the other person, “I do not have the patience, you answer.” “Yes, yes!” The gold rank bounty hunter was terrified, to save his own life, he immediately nodded. “Okay, next, do you guys have a long term contract with that person? What was the name of that Celestial Empire person? Where is he now?” Tyr then asked the important question. This question seemed confidential; the gold rank bounty hunter hesitated. Splat! Tyr then immediately slashed the hunter. “Now, there’s only you left.” Tyr then pointed the knife at the last surviving platinum rank bounty hunter’s neck.

he assured. Upon hearing the term “bounty hunter,” the first name that crossed my mind was Estefan. After all, he was a bounty hunter as well. No one was better at finding people and capturing them undetected than him. That was why I had gone to him to help me find Aurora.

"Movement. East." We were on our feet in seconds. Lucien handed me a rifle. "Stay behind me." I took it. "I am not staying behind you this time." He didn't argue because he knew it was useless. Three figures emerged from the treeline. Armed, moving fast. They were the bounty hunters. Lucien stepped forward, scent flaring. "Turn back." The lead hunter laughed. "We can't, that bounty's too big." Kael raised his rifle. "Last chance."