Clone Wars Bounty Hunters Novels & Stories

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.

Each one was emblazoned with multiple warning labels on the dangers of improper use. The thugs tried their best not to read them. Amal walked up to the counter with Nightmare in her grip. She pushed him into the counter, and knocked some of the air out of his lungs. “Hi!” she said. “We’re here to turn in a couple dozen bounties.” Claire looked up from her terminal and glanced at the group. Seven hardened bounty hunters and five of their grizzled prey. The thirteen of them were a sight to behold. She recognized a number of them.

, she retorted mind linking somebody. Almost in an instant, Beta Art showed up with two warriors.. “Take the trash to the morgue Beta Artemis”, said Lady Jasmine in a commanding tone, leaving no room for discussion. “Do not dispose of them – we need evidence. They are elite bounty hunters”, she said commanding him “How do you know, I asked genuinely curious?”.. “Their markings are those of the clan loyal to Dark Lord Khor. Plus, the insignia woven into the magic which has made their tattoos, says they are elite mercenaries”, she explained..

The Magnus continued walking and fell on his knees when he reached the room's darkest side. "Father, the bounty hunter has arrived." Kaizer couldn't see the man in the dark for the torches were behind him, but he could see on his silhouette a bent stature and a bald head. He was old. Kaizer could sense power and authority from him but not enough to make him fall on his knees too. He was looking at Kaizer and Kaizer knew it. Silence was heard. Moans and pains were the background. Then the Magnus stood up and bowed.

She says, wasting no time sitting in the chair opposite me. I couldn't deny I found the Reaper's true name to be intriguing. He's a Maddox? I knew Maddox was a very popular name, but still. The connection was uncanny. Though I knew he couldn't be related to the Maddox's, I knew, as Scarlett was killed before she had a chance to have kids, and Blade never seemed interested in them. But not only that, but this Hunter Maddox was from Colombia. I didn't know anyone from there. So there wasn't any possible way they could be connected. Rather it was just a random coincidence.

Austin’s Point of View I quickly rush to my car and drove home. I’m sorry, Crissy, that I had to leave you hanging. I need to get to the bottom of this. That scent was strong, and I recognize that scent and the symbol on the crow’s wing. It is the marking of the Volatile pack. Every pack has shapeshifters, and they are made enslaved people for the wolf packs. They depend on us wolves for protection; in return, they do all our dirty work. The Volatile pack is the one trying to take over my pack. How did they find us? We need to quiet him before he can report and reveal our location.

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.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."