Bumblebee Beast Hunters Novels & Stories

“Instead of staying here wasting time and planning, why don’t we…” Shadowalker interrupted, a dry note in his voice. “Crazy idea coming with a good backup excuse.” “…Attack without any strategy!” Bryan finished, triumphant. Amy’s gasp was audible in all our earpieces. “What?!” “I know it seems dumb,” Bryan said, undeterred. “Northstar, check the monsters’ IQ.” Northstar’s eyes glazed over for a second. “They’re pack hunters. Instinctual. Not smart by human standards, but they coordinate through hive impulses.”

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

Goddess, I am so happy she remembers our signals; otherwise, timing this with Lance and Gamma Aidan as our line of communication would likely lead to failure at some point. Watching Phoebe slowly prepare to pounce, I follow suit, my attention split between her and the two hunters. With shallow breaths, I catch her left ear flick once, twice, thrice, and then we are off. The hunters jump to their feet as soon as we leave our hiding spot, both of them fumbling for their weapons. The man quickly grabs his rifle, firing off a shot but missing both me and Phoebe by a long shot. The tang of gunfire and silver mix together, and I yip three times in quick succession to warn Phoebe about the silver b

He was acquainted with Derek, the current Director of the show~ Ghost Busters. Brian was here to drop them at the location where their new investigation was supposed to take place. Since he had an agreement with the Ghost Busters Team, it was his job to look out for all the traveling that needs to be done by the team in LA. Soon, their bus reached a locality with somewhat 25 houses around before coming to a halt. A big mansion could be seen from the window of the bus. "We are here!" Alex smiled and nudged Felix who was sitting right beside her.

The time for sneak attack was over… The bees swarming over the mages huddled together before vanishing as if they were never there. But the men battling the bees looked disoriented, and they swatted at enemies that only they could see. The men caught by the Boomerang spell were also frozen still, and Zane quickly threw a spell bomb that would render them unconscious for the next few hours. There were over fifty of them in the beginning, but now, almost twenty of them were down for the count. Not bad…

"Screw this." I looked over at Burney, horrified to see him running at Stan. He threw his weight into the Taken's back, knocking him forward. Stan shrieked from the surprise attack and Mike grunted, landing pinned beneath the Taken Scorcher. I turned from the three man pile and reefed the gun free of Ronnie's stiff fingers. "Burney!" He'd separated himself from the other two and was standing over them, poised to strike with Stan's makeshift stake. "You can't kill him that way," I yelled, throwing him the gun, "It'll send the shade bolting to someone else!"

Mantilo and Walter paired off to investigate the inside of the cabin, while Ezekiel, Nate and Lander combed the outside of the decimated land for clues as to what had become of their mysteriously missing Clans Men. They searched the front and back but eventually all of the brothers found themselves out by the bee homes. Seven large, rectangular rows of boxes, where the sound of furious working bees buzzing could normally be heard. But this night...all Ezekiel heard was the pitiful....and dying wing beasts of the last of the bees that had somehow survived the onslaught. Out of thousands.

...Hunter POV... I was growing increasingly annoyed. I had been going after Stone Enterprises for over two years now and was still no further ahead. It seemed like no matter what I did, I was always ten steps behind. I ordered my team to attack their shipments knowing that without supplies coming in, they would take a large loss. My plan worked at first, as their clientele began to turn on them and seek out their competitors. However, once they caught onto my plan, they managed to find an alternate way to get their supplies and resume production. I'd hit a dead end. After my attack on them, Stone Enterprises had fortified their stronghold, preventing any of my attacks from succeeding. I need

Willow was able to get the location of their hideout from Gordon before I ripped out his heart. He told us his niece, Bella, accompanied with ten other hunters came into New Jersey recently and that they were hiding out at this old abandoned house. I knew Emily would forever be in danger unless these hunters were killed so Lance and I planned an attack, but the place is empty. “I don't understand, did Gordon lie to us?” Lance asked. His frustration mirrored my own as I fought against the gnawing worry that twisted my gut. “There is no single trace that hunters or even anyone was here.”

My body buzzed with tension, every instinct screaming that something wasn’t right. And then, the gunshot. It was too close. I twisted, moving out of the way just in time as the bullet sliced through the air where I’d been standing. A growl ripped from my throat, my body surging forward as I shifted midair. The transformation sharpened everything—the scents, the sounds, the movement in the shadows. My eyes locked onto one of the hunters pressed against a tree, his rifle raised. I didn’t give him the chance to fire again.