Dungeon Hunter Novels & Stories

Every small movement sends a dull pain through my arms. Okay. Panic later. Assess now. I look around and a realization dawns on me everywhere my eyes flicks. I'm in a dungeon. The dungeon, because yes, this is absolutely a dungeon is carved from rough stone. The walls sweat with moisture. A single torch burns across the room, its flame weak but steady. Shadows dance like they’re having a private joke. My head throbs. Memory slides back into place in ugly pieces. The clearing. The power blockers. Hunters in the trees.

This close, the Dine could not dodge, but Hunter also could not generate enough velocity to do any real damage, but it did hit the Dine in the gut and brought him up short. Hunter put some distance between them and scooped up another handful of stones and began slinging them hard and fast. The Dine ducked, dodged, and blocked with raised arm and hand. The jagged edges of the stones sliced and bruised flesh, some of the flatter ones even embedding in the fleshy part of the forearm, but the Dine’s implacable expression never changed and he never uttered a sound.

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

Then, because each player can contribute up to five Hellstones, let's start gathering them. We can defeat the three monsters in three hours with the help of Li Wei, the magician tasked with aiding the fighters, said Nawa. He then reached out his hands to the four young people, pleading for donations. Nawa soon exited the Association Office with a token. This token serves as a contact point for all hunters and combatants who have already paid the three-hour entrance fee to the Dungeon. "This isn't the place for that, is it?Yazu peered left and right; this is a busy street with people staring back and forth, so he warned, "Be careful.

His eyes shone crimson as he licked his blood strained lips. "This". He held the glass. Leaning back into Stephen’s chest sniffing his neck. It soothed him. Relaxed him. "Good one Callum . It’s a deer. You sure you want this"? Saint reconfirmed. Callum nodded a yes and the next moment they all gasped when Saint took all shots bottom up. "Yumm". They all laughed looking at him enjoying the treat. "Someone taking lessons. Wow. It’s not so you Stephen". Suddenly the door opened to Zol and they all were shocked.

Tommy immediately understood the flow of this strange conversation. "Listen, potato woman. In this organization, the entire Hunter is only thirty humans. And you're the 1456th who entered the organization. If only we didn't notice you as The Hunter in your coffee shop, sooner or later, you would be put into small pieces even though your bones can no longer be put together for an autopsy because of the devil's actions." Iris was silent with her mouth slightly open. She was a 1456th Hunter who entered the organization. A number that didn't matter to remember, and Iris immediately touched her forehead.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

She knew the cleanup team would arrive soon. They exited the woods and got back into the car. Everyone was silent, until Ruth finally spoke again. “Those people you saw... they’re called the Hunters. Not the deer-and-rabbit kind. The ones who bear hatred for werewolves. They pretty much want to wipe every werewolf off the map. Good or bad, it doesn’t matter to them.” She paused and glanced at them. “Alex, you look like you just got indigestion. Are you okay?” Alexander looked up slowly, worry all over his face. “Those two back there...” he muttered.

Cael asked. "Shouldn't that be visible?" Damon asked Cael. "Looks like you're one of us," Cael said with a smile. "Chief will be happy when we introduce him. What's your name?" "I'm Damon. You? Who are you?" Damon asked. "I'm Cael, and she's Kyra. We're called hunters. Teen hunters." said Cael. "Do you want to be a hunter like us?"

Hello and Happy Summer to Everyone!! The sequel to "The Hunt" is called "The Dragon's Treasure" and it is being posted one chapter at a time on the web app here on Good Novel! (The first chapter will post this afternoon - June 14, 2022) You won't be able to find the book on the mobile version for a few months yet (it has to go through approval and I don't want to make it pay to read quite yet as I work through the story development and editing phases).