Cipher Hunter Novels & Stories

She didn't want to be someone he considered dispensable. She returned to her own bedroom. Her fingers brushed across the keyboard, and she fired up the newly updated Mine Hunter system. The system sprang into action and immediately started targeting the hackers active on the dark web, attacking their IPs and brute-forcing their devices. Cipher's sudden return on the dark web shocked everyone. Jonathan, Anna, Isaac, Kyle—nearly every hacker started tracking Cipher's whereabouts simultaneously. Just as Beverly was thrilled that she was helping, the bedroom door swung open. She froze under James' dark, stormy gaze. Her laptop was shut off instantly, and she was yanked to her feet.

She pressed her back against the broken wall, hands trembling. The Hunter angled the rifle lower. “Subject Subject 3,” he said. “You were instructed to return. Disobedience has consequences.” He reached into his vest with his free hand. A small object glinted. Kiera’s stomach dropped. A communicator chip. Hunters used them to transmit coded signals short‑range—signals she’d been trained to obey, even when she couldn’t understand the words. Even after she ran. Even after she hid. “No,” she thought desperately.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

INTRODUCTION My name is Kacela. I am twenty-one years old, and I am a werewolf hunter. And I have a secret. I am a werewolf. I was raised in a family of werewolf hunters. My father, mother and older brother are all werewolf hunters, and I made my first kill when I was twelve years old. I am trained in weaponry and hand to hand combat as well as other skills that I use in the field, like tracking. I’m also exceptionally good at finding werewolves who don’t want to be found using a variety of techniques, but mostly common sense and computer skills. It’s a family business and it keeps us well employed and financially stable. We move around a lot because of it.

Who would have thought I would be so faithful to my passwords? I roll the touchscreen down with my thumb, revealing photos of celebrity actors and artists that I understand I'm following. My thumb freezes in the photo where Hunter is photographed shirtless looking at the horizon while the sun illuminates him. “The past doesn't recognize its place: it's always present”. I feel a twinge of guilt at the phrase in my head about missing him. Maybe I don't feel guilty about him being shirtless. My conscience scoffs. I press the lock button on top of the device and I see that my hair is almost done.

He didn’t hesitate to give her a reply. “My Chief Soul Weapon. Its name is Harbinger of Chaos. Harch for short. And I might say that it suits me quite well.”

Then, a hologram appeared in the form of a computer keyboard in front of the girl with the reddish hair. "Please, enter your password in five seconds." "5 ...." "4 ...." Claire's hand quickly pressed a few keys on that keyboard. "3 ...." "The password is correct. Welcome back, Team ß!" The elevator slowly begins to move down. It is one of the secret accesses to the hunter organization's headquarters. The place is used as a meeting of hunters and also a place to train new members (Junior class) or special soldiers (Special class).

"You're one of us, right?" We heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and she immediately released me. We were standing in front of the mirror when the door opened and a blonde guy walked in. He was Aaron. He stared at us strangely and said, ``I thought i heard something, Miss Wilson." I looked at Cathy who turned to the other side. "Nothing. Get out of here. This isn't the male's bathroom." I yelled and he walked out. I turned and saw Cathy seething in anger. Her eyes had turned light blue and I went into her thoughts. 'Hunters.'

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.