Disventure Camp Hunter Novels & Stories

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

Chan ran back, breathing heavily, “The hunters had scattered in. I’m even scared of going close so they wouldn’t gun me down” Lydia slapped Timothy. Evelyn frowned at that but her little sister didn’t mind. “You are just as horrible as your father, I’d tell you!” she yelled. The young man pouted. He didn’t expect this. He had wanted to annoy Jackson, yes. But he didn’t bring all the hunters. He just called a friend to help him catch that doe. He had a hunter’s pride that never left him let any lost catch go unfound. But that friend had called all his team when Timothy had promised that the forest wasn’t dangerous. There was another gunshot.

Something deeper. Twelve Years Ago as she remembered the forest was too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes your stomach turn. Two lanterns burned one hanging from a low branch, the other casting weak light on the cabin porch. Calvin Hunt knelt beside his daughter, who couldn’t have been older than six. Her hands trembled around the training crossbow wooden, too heavy for her arms. “Focus,” Calvin said. His tone wasn’t unkind, but it didn’t leave room for softness either. “You look for two lights not one not three just two eyes in the dark and when you see it you shoot immediately. Don’t hesitate of do the mistake of waiting”

he growled as he shook me, his fingers digging into my upper arms. “I…” I began, “I don’t know what happened. One minute, I was moving toward that monster and the next, the world felt like it dropped out from beneath my feet. I hesitated.” His eyes narrowed as though he could sense that I was lying. 10 years and I never once hesitated since the first time my father took me hunting. He said I was the perfect hunter to hunt the monsters and I never failed him. Except now.

I had heard his excuses and explanations before, but I still wasn’t buying it. Skeptically, as I hurriedly walk, chasing the light down a long-rounded passage, I ask “I find it hard to believe you, of all people, would risk your life for this quest.” “Believe it or not Hunter, I’m here. I didn’t do this for my own gain.” I scoff at his words. Everything Oliver did was for self-gain. “Scoff all you want; I may be rogue and hated Hunter, but those changelings will follow the Lycan witch without question and they are the best damn trackers I have ever come across. Maybe I’m getting soft in my old age, and I can’t refuse the plea of a little Skinwalker.”

As Anna drifted off to sleep, she couldn’t help but think about tomorrow’s camping trip and all the fun they would have together. The next day, after breakfast, the camp leaders gathered everyone and explained that in order to participate in the camping trip, campers would hike up the mountain with a tent and supplies. They gave everyone a tent, supplies, a map and a book for identifying edible plants. Then they explained that there were several trails leading up to suitable campgrounds on the mountain and that campers could identify, harvest and taste wild edible plants growing along the trails. Anna listened intently to the camp leader’s instructions, her mind already racing with thoughts

“You can’t be a hunter if you don’t investigate.” “Oh, okay,” said Damon, embarrassed. Cael came back to Damon and Kyra. “What happened? Did they see anything?” Kyra asked. “They find a creature that is their campsite, and it attacks them. The campers said it’s a giant Komodo dragon.“ said Cael. Kyra looked at Damon. “You already have a weapon, don’t you?” Kyra asked. “Weapon? I got the ability.” Damon said. “If your ability fails, your weapon will keep you alive,” Kyra said. “Always remember that.”

Lunchtime was perfect in the afternoon, two people hiding in the forest, ten meter away from the gate. "Brother, there is a real Camp." Lone hunter 1 analyzes the gate, if they want to scam them, no need for location base or traping in that place was ridicule, with their experience as lone Hunter for five years, it's not surprising much, although both of them only Mortal stage 1, their survival was higher than people at Camp. "First brother, after you." Lone Hunter 2 following his brother from behind, walks slowly while looking around, on alert if something a miss.

I really want to know his conclusion. “The night hunter has killed 45 men, and these men are from different packs; they don’t have any history together, so why did the night hunter kill them?” he asked. They were involved in the massacre of my pack. “That is suspicious; how does he even do it? Passing the tight security in the academy and whipping the camera footage, it’s very suspicious,” Yasmine said. Well, what can I say? Not only am I a skilled warrior, talented in martial arts, but I am also a very skilled hacker. I have my little gadgets, and where do I keep them? I have a little hut deep in the woods, and that is where I did my little research. I make sure the hut can’t be traced to m

Far back at the distance where we landed yesterday a black cloud darkened the air emitting from between the trees. Running I grabbed Hunter's hand. "Hunter, Look! A campfire. We are saved," I exclaimed. "Come on!" I tugged at his hand preparing to run to the direction but stopped when he didn't budge. Turning around I glanced at him to see his incisive eyes watching the smoke as if analysing something. Suddenly his eyes widened and hand around mine tightened. I frowned. "What's wrong?" "Run." "Why?" "It's no campfire, it's wildfire."