Clone Wars Bounty Hunters Novels & Stories

Derek’s lead guard roared, instantly turning his weapon toward the intruders as gunfire erupted down the narrow hallway. The sound was absolutely deafening, the concrete walls amplifying the cracks of the pistols until my ears began to ring violently. The corridor descended into absolute, blinding chaos. Smoke and drywall dust filled the air as Derek’s guards traded shots with the bounty hunters. One of the rogue wolves broke through the crossfire, his eyes flashing a volatile blue as he drew a massive hunting blade, his gaze locking directly onto my face. He sprinted toward us with a terrifying, unnatural speed. Rohan shifted his weight to intercept him, his claws extending, but his right h

"And here I thought the Shadow Syndicate had some pride left." The shadows exploded. Ten figures materialized from the training shed. Seasoned A-class bounty hunters, clad in dull leather and tactical mana-armor. Synchronized lethality of a wolf pack. I didn't wait. I dropped my center, crimson silk tearing at the hem as I lunged. The first hunter - brute with a serrated shortsword - swung horizontally. I leaned back, spine bending into a bridge, blade hissing an inch above my nose. Planted palms on dirt. Executed a violent headstand-kick. Boots connected with his jaw.

Taking his hand, he gently helped her to her feet just as Cal arrived back with Liam's cloak and a few satchels. "As I said before, Caliana Raine, will be this years Hunter Apprentice. If they have a problem with it, they will answer to me." Caliana was too shocked to respond as Liam draped his cloak over her shoulder, guiding her back to the group of Hunters waiting with their horses.

I need some Ray. In the dark, I quickly find my clothes, and change out of my nightgown, into a long black sleeved shirt and thick black jeans, and another fur coat, but closer to a hood, giving me more room to run in case another person tries to come after me. I slide out from between the canopy drapes, tie my boots fiercely, and then bring my gift along with me. I'm a lady of my word, after all. And he probably won't give me what I want without it.

More people will get hurt if he tries to chase us down… panic is already starting to form… Why won’t he stop? A sudden looming shadow appeared in front of me as I braced myself for the first strike of the sword. I quickly looked up and gasped, stunned to find the Crown Prince standing in between me and the crazed Knight. He held a sword firmly in his grasp and it was raised to deflect the Knights strike, forcing him back. The drooling Knight tried again again, each swing becoming sluggish and slow. The Prince took this opportunity to end his madness, burying the tip of his blade into the Knight who continued to make strange sounds. His body slumped to the ground and his eyes finally closed.

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."

GEMMA The time had come. It was already shut down when everyone was down and ready. I was wearing combat leathers and fighting gloves, along with dark boots. Everyone was wearing something similar to their taste. A few of the bounty hunters used weapons. They cleaned their blades or tested the strings of their bows, or flexed their nun chucks or spiked clubs. They looked like a band of troublemakers. I couldn't help but smile. We were about to get into trouble. We were ready to infiltrate the Obsidian Wolves' underground hideout once again and rescue Nate.

There were no real Celestial Rankers. Of course, he would not eliminate the fact that someone might be hiding their strength to amaze everyone with a single brilliant feat during the last battle. Three days passed and the people meant to pick up Astrid had not yet arrived. Meanwhile, the bounty hunters’ battle had reached the final round. The participants were from Shadow Hunters and Berserk Hunters. Both of them were partial Cosmos Rankers. After four hours of battle, the young bounty hunter from Berserk Hunters defeated his opponent and got first place.

The Bounty collector revealed, “he is the unlucky one, but that doesn’t mean he will not to be bought. We are buying him also for the same amount as the others.” Azra widened his eyes. "Were you, where are you getting all your diamonds from...? This is--" “Azra Miller, forgive me for interrupting. This Bounty collector here is from the sacred Aurora clan. The clans who consist of women only while the men were sent away or bought by the Bounty hunters in a great price due to their traditions they placed on their male clan which I don't know why. From there he fought his way to top becoming the most strongest man in the city of bounty hunters at that he became the pronounced Bounty collector,

I do not know who it is. “We were the mightiest of our packs, Hunter. Suppose we’d been on the same side. What a world that would have been. But your father had to try and claim the throne, and you had to come seeking revenge. All that is over now, for I will rule a whole new world soon. And in that world, I will be king.” With that, Clyde steps out of the doorway, but not before he lights something up in his hand. It is a bomb. A fucking bomb.