Cowboy Bounty Hunter Novels & Stories

Their blood tainted the pristine snow. A sharp sting ripping through my back. The bite of wolfsbane and silver rushed through my muscles. Snarling, I turned to find my attacker. Blood sprayed as I tore his head from his body. His lifeless body dropped to my feet. My wounds closed even before his head hit the ground. My wolves meted out death, tearing the hunters to pieces. But something was wrong. ‘Excellence,’ Hein spoke through the link. ‘Where are the rest of them?’

He was a bounty hunter,he perceived people were always going to be after him. He was always extra careful about covering his tracks, never left a sign of his presence anywhere he went, was always up and ready to leave when an assignment was over, rarely formed attachments anywhere he went, he decided attachments would only make leaving harder and tracing him easier. But the life was getting lonely and at thirty two years of age, finally settling down and leaving his past behind was beginning to seem like a good option after all. A place like bronze city would be a perfect place to settle down. Admist the gang clashes, the place was actually peaceful and the people were comely and friendly. B

1392 word(s) Published 26 LUDALE MCCULLY. Finally. After hours and weeks of waiting. The bounty hunter finally had something to say to him. "Hello. Any news on my wife?" He began curtly, trying to calm down his anger to be able to talk to the bounty hunter efficiently. He was a little afraid of the bounty hunter. His physical appearance is very intimidating and also his line of work is very dangerous. He was one hell of a fearless man for him to sniff out people from their hiding places. All kinds of people.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

He staggers for a moment and then slowly sways and falls down. I take this opportunity to shift back and grab a pair of basketball shorts in a nearby storage bin. I keep my eye on the hunter since she looks like she’s on her own. I don’t know if she can drag him on her bike or pack him back. We’re actually pretty far from where they’re based so I want to make sure she’s not gonna need my help. I watch her get off the bike and take a second to admire the view. She’s wearing some tight jeans, boots, and a black tank top. The perfect outfit to allow me to see all of her curves, even from all the way over here. I don’t want to look like a creeper so I make a sound so she knows I’m here. She take

He had to get rid of Dustin as soon as possible, or he would end up as an obstacle for the Chandler family. All things could be traded in the trade hall of the black market, including setting up bounties and accepting them. Set up in a spot in the trade hall was a huge screen. On it were all bounties that had been placed. After some taps, the screen soon showed a bounty offering a high reward. Since the reward was so high, it shot up to the top in an instant. [Bounty: The life of Dustin Fox, the Wyatt family outcast. Reward: 20,000,000]

Baines stopped and scowled at her, “Okay, rookie. Listen up. The day I take the word of a street gangster with anything more than a pinch of salt is the day I die. How do we even know he's telling the truth, huh? He could be covering for his buddies. They're all gangsters, aren't they?” Andrea frowned, “But, sir. Looking at the evi—” “No buts, rookie. Until I get a confession from one or more of them, the bounty stays.” Baines said. “Also, I want an APB on this Hatter. Put a bounty on him too. He thinks he's smart walking around in that disguise of his.” Baines muttered as he walked away.

That was my best regret. Whenever I thought that everything was okay, and Lauren was safe, something happened to her. I even lost count. Lauren escaped death by now. I glanced at my phone when the screen lit up again. It had vibrated a few times when I was coaxing Lauren into sleep. It was Bowan. I picked up the phone and put it to my ear. “Speak,” I asked him in a low and firm voice. “Ms. Shaw was right, Mr. Shaw. There was a bounty over your head at that time, and the person who accepted that bounty was connected to Lupus Wick.” My jaw tightened while listening to him.

“Guests can leave.” He accepted that with a slight tilt of his head. “What I am going to tell you,” he said, “is going to be difficult to accept. I want you to hear all of it before you react.” “I am a bounty hunter who hunts werewolves. My capacity for accepting difficult information is considerable.” “This is different,” he said, and the steadiness in his voice shifted just slightly. Not much. Just enough to tell me that whatever was coming, it had weight even for him. “This is personal.”

I said, glaring at the wolf, itching to stab that waggling tongue of his. Was there a way I could kill him without making Lucia even more suspicious? “Ryan, do you know these people?” she asked bluntly. Might as well give her enough to let me off the hook. “Bounty hunters. They are a small pack further East and they work for whoever pays them.” She pressed further stubbornly. “And do you know who that is? Who were they sent to kill?” “No,” I admitted truthfully. “They are often hired to capture deserters alive. There might be a runaway from Northern Fang on the loose.”