Crimson Hunters 40k Novels & Stories

“This doesn’t feel like King Brad’s command. This feels different.” A terrible, suffocating silence descended over the clearing as the Lycans finally emerged into full, terrifying view, rows upon rows of hulking, powerful warriors, their forms massive and imposing, their silver-tipped fangs gleaming menacingly beneath the indifferent moonlight. Their collective presence was overwhelming, a suffocating force that pressed down on the very air, promising only utter devastation. And then, emerging from their disciplined ranks like a storm given sentient form, was the Crown Prince himself.

Those were the last words that escaped Uncle Gavin's lips before he dropped dead. Nate forced a push, trying to flee, as Adrian aimed at him, pulling the trigger with the bullet piercing his arm, but yet he kept running as he left the room. Adrian approached Marc, loosening his ropes. "We have to go now, Uncle Marc," he said. "I can't..." Marc replied, turning his gaze to a room. "The button that Gavin clicked, i must stop them..." I watched him hastily move to the door, opening it up, and my gaze landed on many humans placed in what seemed like glass tubes, each with one human.

Loki was thinking of a way to battle the Scarletts before they could reach their goal, but he couldn’t just tell everyone that the Scarletts were back. People will know eventually anyway but it was better that he could prepare some unexpected counter measures. The current top Hunters were indeed formidable, but he was a bit doubtful of their abilities to fight them. The soldiers would be well within their power to defeat, however, it was a different story when it came to the Scarlett siblings. Their powers were on the same stage as a top tier monster, something that would take more than one Ace rank Hunter to defeat. Currently, there were about 300 Champion ranked Hunters and only 46 Ace ran

"Made it look like a heart attack. But I know. I know it was them." My blood ran cold. Brennan had been uncomfortable but ultimately supportive during the European Alpha confrontation. "When?" "Two hours ago. His assistant found him collapsed in his office." Torres's hands shook. "That makes five Council members dead in six months. All who supported reform, all who protected daughters." "Tell me about the Hunters," I demanded. "Everything you know." "They call themselves the Covenant of Ash. Direct descendants of the original Hunter families from the 1700s." He pulled out a battered laptop, hands shaking as he typed. "They've been operating in secret for centuries, hiding their time, buildin

His eyes turned crimson red while his canines extended threateningly. "We want her, Keiran. And we're here to take her, " Keiran's crimson eyes glowed in the moonlight as he stared at the hunter menacingly. "Not even in your dreams,"

It was angry, alive, burning. The silence shattered with a guttural roar — deep, rough, a bellow that carried focused intent. This wasn't some aimless roamer drifting through the wastes. This thing had power. Elemental power. From the shadows, it stepped out. Bigger than any roamer they'd fought. Broad - shouldered, muscles twitching under charred, cracked skin. Veins like molten rivers pulsed beneath the surface, glowing crimson with a heat that warped the air. Flames licked along its arms, alive and hungry.

I hollered as I shifted to hunt down the bastards. Carson quickly caught the first two and eliminated them. The stupid assholes had thought coming back together half a mile from the clearing was going to help them. We crept through the forest silently, searching for the last rogue. We scouted the forest for hours and had just picked up its scent when a frantic call echoed through the forest. We froze misstep, trying to pick it up again if it was uttered again. Moments later a low-pitched bird call followed by a rapid, stressful one. Fuck. We looked around anxiously. ‘Falcon, hunters are here. What do we do?’

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

Addie said. The demon laughed "Well she has some guts now doesn’t she." Rainn pushed Addie behind him and said, “Well, I thought I'd get to explain everything to you before you would see me in my hunter form, but I can't take these guys on like this." Addie watched in amazement as both Rainn and Liam changed into what looked like skeletons shimmering over them, their coats now looked tattered. Rainn had a purple glow around him, but Liams was blue. "Now we are talking", the leader says. “Hunters let me tell you the name of the demon that is finally going to kill you both."

Lucien stood before his warriors beneath a sky stripped bare of stars. No banners marked their ranks. No lamplights burned to announce their presence. The Crimson Blood Pack did not need light to see what waited ahead. They were the darkness. Hundreds stood in perfect, unnerving silence… wolves and soldiers shaped by endless war, bodies armored in blackened steel scarred by old slaughters. Red eyes glimmered faintly in the gloom, not with fear… but with hunger patiently restrained.