Clone Wars Bounty Hunters Novels & Stories

Hunter gave a small nod, his gaze steady yet unreadable. The joint operation between Hunter’s team and the SWAT unit was a daring mission, aimed at taking down the drug syndicate that had kidnapped Aster. Through their combined efforts, they managed to capture one of the syndicate's leaders. Their victory was another feather in Hunter’s cap—a major case solved yet again. The entire team received promotions for their bravery and skill, marking a proud moment for both the Navy officers and the Astral Guardians.

He then spitefully grinned at me, changing his serious mood. “What are you?” I staidly inquired. This is the first time I set an eye upon such a demon-like creature and based on my encounter with that other devil; they are riskier to fight than 'normal young to average' dragons. “What am I, huh, you are the second person who asked that question.” He deliberately informed, “But I will give you a different answer.” After a deep sigh, he replied, “I am a hunter.” I narrowed my gaze, furiously thinking about events and people that are connected to the word ‘hunter’, but none. Not a single memory about it. He mentioned a ‘bounty’ earlier. Is it about it?

“I’m one of the orphans from Duskhallow. It’s a horrible place, run by Old Miss Ray. She’s everywhere a crime is committed, and no one ever questions her. I’ve tried to escape before, but this time…this time, I got further. A strange creature saved me.” He tilted his head slightly. “Go on.” “It wasn’t human,” I continued, my voice trembling. “It towered over me. I saw it use its claws to kill the wolf that attacked me. It saved me…” He studied me for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then he reached for my wrist, pulling off the band I’d worn for years. “What are you doing?” I asked, confused. “This,” he said, holding up the band, “is how she’s been tracking you.” He walked to a candle bu

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.

, 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..

They didn't speak to each other, they didn't call out target locations, and every single one of them had the exact same height, jawline, and broad shoulders. Noah felt his stomach drop into a cold, hollow pit. He raised his rifle scope, zooming in on the neck of the masked man fighting five feet away. Beneath the edge of the man’s black leather collar, standing out starkly against his pale skin, was a faint, blue tattooed mark: SUBJECT ZERO-THREE. Noah’s mind spun in total shock. They aren't mercenaries, Noah realized, his breath catching in his throat. They are another batch of clones... older than us, trained in secret, and working for someone else!

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.

he shrugs, “if you leave here you'd just find my colleagues and attack them. No, you either make your stand here and die or you try to retreat and die. Those are your only options.” “Well, aren't you just a ray of sunshine” Corrin mocks, “what makes you think you'll win?” “Because I will,” he says flatly. What the fuck are we going to do? “Enough talking” Ash roars as he lunges at the Knight. He brings his claws down on the man, but he's faster, pulling his Claymore and using it to block the blow. The impact makes a screeching sound as his claws scrape the steel. He uses the blunt side of the Claymore to push Ash back then he swings.