Degrassi Hunter Novels & Stories

Even with the warriors our continent had sent we were fighting a losing battle. "Good job out there today Rhett, it seems you have yourself a new team of hunters." Travis pauses, his gaze lingering on me, but looking me over. “Let’s see it.” He suddenly questions, confusing me at first. “The dagger you are meant to kill me with.” He says it a little too casually. Taken off guard, I fumbled to pull the dagger from my belt and lay it on his desk. “Don’t touch it!” Oliver shouts when Travis leans forward, hand out ready to grasp it. “Unless you want a hand like this.”

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

Immediately, I hurried into the courts; I needed to find some magical ingredients I could use to stop the Hunters from tracking me wherever I went. It was fun playing Ripper, but that thrill soon faded when the Drusken werewolf hunter clan found me. The Drusken hunter was a clan of very gifted and deadly werewolf hunters led by Amara Drusken, the new Drusken leader, and damn, she was good. No hunter had ever gotten so close to daggering me like she did. She even managed to scar me with her cursed dagger, and it left a mark on my chest; this must be the way she always seemed to find me wherever I ran. Over the years it has become a real love and hate relationship that would only end when one

“You’ve done it. You have finally done it!” I shifted on to find the eyesore there. Locking onto the man I had dragged here, who was now propped against a rusted column. He was observed at the embrace, the sight, at the blood, at the look in Kristine’s eyes. He laughed. Motherfucker was laughing like it was the funniest thing he had ever seen. "Oh, what a beautiful sight," Edric wheezed, wiping blood from his chin. "The top 4th assassin of the underworld, The Hunter, has finally decided to drop the mask of innocence?”

Hunter growls low in my head at her intentions as he increases his hearing and listens. “Let's get rid of His Highness first and then I will deal with her personally.” “I want her when you’re done. Please.” As he steps back, she nods and returns her attention to me, but my attention is now on the Alpha Male standing next to her. I link with Griffin, “Griffin. Hunter is extremely agitated and I need your help to calm him so that I can get into the Alpha male's head. Can you help?” “Of course...”

When I give no reaction, they all turn away at once. “But right now he’s nowhere to be found,” Hadean says. “Griffin is dead. Hunter is getting mass disapproval—the people do not want him. For all I know the Lawyer died too.” “We still need to follow protocols. Hunter―” “Heidi, where is your brother?” I turn to the direction of the question while bringing the hand that held my jaw down. Happens it’s from the fifty-something-year-old Nudtor. “Do I resemble his dick to you?” It’s safe to say I didn’t think twice before blurting that. But I don’t regret it even as it triggers murmurings.

As I was trying to come up with a plan for taking down the last hunter on watch without being detected something came crashing out the window. It was one of the two hunters that were searching inside. The one I had just been planning on killing checked his friends pulse before cursing and jumping through the now shattered window. It seemed they found Mom and she was pissed. I could hear her wolf losing her shit. I jumped in just in time. My mom had her claws digging into the chest of the other hunter that had been searching the house. However she was not moving or completing the kill. The hunter who just came in from outside was holding a crying two month old Richard and in his other hand he

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

In their haste, they slipped down the mountain several times. “Aw, it hurts!” Damon complains. Damon immediately stood up after he hit the root of a large tree when he fell. There was a voice in the distance. The hunters immediately went to the source of the sound and noticed hikers running down the mountain. Cael came up to those hikers. “Why, what happened?” Cael asked the hikers. Damon looked toward Kyra. “Why is he still asking? He knows what happened.” Damon whispered. “He’s investigating, Damon,” said Kyra. “You can’t be a hunter if you don’t investigate.”