Romans & histoires Demon Hunted

Shadows moved differently when something unnatural slipped between them, and I’d seen enough with hunters on my trail to know when the wind carried more than just the scent of pine. And there it was again. The crunch of deliberate footsteps, not careless animal scurrying. Slow, purposeful, patient. Whoever it was knew the forest, and they knew I was here. I drew in a breath, steadying myself. “Fernando,” I muttered under my breath. The name felt tough. The last time I’d heard it, it had been nothing more than a rumor among pack. The demon hunter who didn’t just kill monsters, he studied them, dissected them, found ways to twist their weaknesses into traps.

His handsome smile looked evil for me for some reason. "We will hunt some baby demons." "..Pardon?" Did I hear it right? We would hunt demons?

Did a high ranked demon noble appear again? Hakan: Apparently we managed to find one. A demon proficient in the manipulation of space! A few other paladins are already interrogating him as we speak. Andrea: What? Aren’t those demons especially hard to capture? There were a lot of them as our history had knowledge of but lately over the past few years there were never any decent one. Are you sure he really is that proficient in space manipulations? Hakan: Well actually truth be told… He found us.

I spat out. His eyes narrowed into slits. Slowly, he reached behind his back and extracted a revolver. He bought it up and trained it in my direction. "Not so smart now, are we?" He hissed. "Say goodbye Nate." He didn't hesitate before pulling the trigger. Everything happened so fast. My body was pushed aside. I fell harshly to the ground. The sound of the gunshot still rang in my ears. There was another gunshot. Derek's body slumped to the ground.

She had to be the one they prepared for him who else would be in his room during the frenzy? She whimpered beneath him, thrashing as panic gripped her. Her voice cracked with fear, her breath stuttering as she cried out. But Kale ignored her pleas. He had done this before. Many times. The frenzy demanded a vessel. A release. Human girls were often sacrificed to quell the demon within him, if only for a night. But this one was different. His hands pinned her easily, ignoring her fight. As her scent rose to his nose, something shifted. He stared down at her throat, delicate, vulnerable, pulsing with life. The frenzy narrowed his vision until her neck was the only clear thing in the room.

he notes. I stare at his back as he turns away. "Why not?" "Because who in their right mind wants Demon's eradicated? Only fools who know nothing about them," he mumbles. He shrugs his jacket off, discarding it on a nearby seat. It reveals his toned arms and single, deep red tattoo on his right bicep. I blink. "You just-" "A band of Angel-bloods stand no chance against a single Demon. Most are ancient, or have been trained since birth, as Demon's tend to stick to their own clans. An untrained one's power alone rivals the most powerful Angel-blood," he explains.

Marcus had talked about him the last few times we had spoken. The Demon Wolf as he was better known. Every few generations an Alpha would be born with him. Usually they became cruel and sadistic, Aamon eventually taking over fully. Hunters were well acquainted with the stories because when a new demon wolf was awakened, it usually meant that the elite hunters were sent to kill them before he could take over. Here I, an elite hunter, staring down the eyes of Aamon who was my mate. Desmond was strong enough to hold him back though. Until now, until I showed up and refused to see him.

★★★ Alexander’s furious eyes summoned his inner strength to look for Bella, crossing the longest distance a normal being could ever imagine. His breath fell hot around the place, cutting through the cold as the atmosphere became eerie. The ground under his feet turned black as the surface burnt in no time. Alexander did feel a smell that not belonged to Bella but a lower demon who dared to attack him and duped him by taking Bella away from him. He stood there until the demon approached him with his most qualified move.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

Not only that, demon blood also had the astonishing ability to purify impurities within the body. "This demon beast is a treasure trove. If I hunt one and sell it, I could make an absolute fortune." Chase licked his lips once more, making up his mind. Under the cover of night, he would launch a sneak attack on this powerful demon beast lord. Besides, since this demon had lived in the valley for so long, it was likely a native of the area. If Chase wanted to explore the valley, clashing with these creatures was inevitable! At that moment, a sharp cold gleam shot toward him, slicing through the air with deadly precision.