Bounty Hunter Transformer Novels & Stories

“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.

The vampire that killed Ethan blurted out but his calm expression was broken into one of fear. “You are the vampire that hunts vampires!” This realization forced him to immediately try and retreat but that was not possible because the only thing that left that position was his body, not his head. The difference in their ability was that vast as he had been decapitated before he even realized that he was without a head. “Vampire hunter? That’s vulgar. Please, call me Liam,” The man said to the head in his hand.

he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. She smiled warmly, acknowledging the gesture. "Thank you, Mr. Anderson." Jack couldn't help but notice the subtle elegance in her appearance. The white shirt complemented her radiant complexion, and the black skirt highlighted her feminine curves. It was a stark contrast to the memory of her frail form from the past. After the formalities, Jack leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Regina, I must admit, your name sounded familiar, and now I remember. You're the one who received my mother's heart."

I immediately pulled out the knife behind my leg and throw it at the werewolf attacking in front. I quickly glanced at the one who hasn’t transformed yet but he doesn’t even budge, he is just watching. I grabbed this chance to throw one of my knives but his reflex in a human form is greater than I thought. He caught the knife and stared at the engraved symbol. “The famous clan of Ambrose,” he muttered but I didn’t pay any attention because we are now being outnumbered by these monsters. Rendall and I stopped attacking for a second and weigh the situation we are in. I was about to cover Rendall when I felt a hard thing bump into the back of my head. I touched it as I am slowly losing my balan

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.

“Fuck you. It is, in the end. You, Kujo, the Blotters, you guys were right about him. He’s dangerous and we cannot trust him. If the parasites made him break in the other night, what would they make him do if I keep cleansing him? Kill me? I’m sorry, but we need a new plan B.” Amy let me vent out in silence and sighed, shaking her head slightly. I kept my eyes on the road, boiling inside with an anger I’d never felt before. Because I knew she was right: I wasn’t doing any of this for the Haunter Supreme. I was doing it because I needed him. He was a tool. The key to unlock Kujo’s chain and set him free. I owed Kujo that. And the Blotters. “Fuck!” I snarled when I spotted the Manor gates up a

I whispered as fidgeted with my fingers "Well don't look so glum I'm here to give you a second chance if your willing to take it, it's your choice" "What do you mean" "I mean you have a choice if you wanna become a hunter, here we are at the hunter institute where we recruit and train people to become hunters to defend threats to the supernatural and human community " I just stared at him as he continued "There are also hunters that are part of an elite group called assassin hunters, they are few but they are the strongest and most powerful of all the hunters , chris here is part of that group", he glanced at chris then back to me "he's a vampire with special abilities one of them being he c

a voice drawled from the shadows. A man with a cybernetic eye and a stained lab coat stepped into the light. He didn't look at their faces; he looked at Aradaa’s bandages. "I’m the Code-Breaker. You’re the one who crashed the Highland Spire. Every bounty hunter from here to the coast is looking for that blue glow." "Can you install the firewall or not?" Aradaa snapped. He stepped up to a metal chair, his boots clattering on the floor. "The signals... Cassandra’s broadcast... it’s rewriting my cells. I need it blocked."

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."

“You will come with us.” Xander’s growl was a low, resonant rumble that shook the very foundation of the stone. “You’ll bleed first.” There was no warning, as the world broke. Guards surged forward - fifteen, maybe twenty - enough to take down a dozen of an elite Hydra Hunters, enough to choke a small army. They carried silver-woven nets, rune-stamped shock batons, and muzzle-binding chains engineered for supernatural restraint. Xander and his siblings met them like a storm made of bone and pure, tearing teeth.