Edric X Hunter Novels & Stories

Two hours ago:- Hunter’s POV:- “Apart from these photos, there are these documents that prove Hunter being H.E. These are the license papers for lab equipment Hunter imported from France. You can read yourself that the name of the owner written in bold is none other than Hunter Brown. The only difference is he has used his full name, that is, Hunter Edward Brown. And in the last his signature; again — H.E.” Viaan’s voice boomed in my living hall, tearing the eerie silence I had here.

He was strict with Chris and Zand, especially when it came to their training, and he made sure they both sparred with Andy every say. It makes me see Hunter in a new light too, he held his own against a dragon and they were so evenly matched, there was never a clear winner. A lot of things are beginning to make more sense now. Hunter is Celestial Alpha blood, it’s hardly surprising he could take on an unshifted dragon and live to tell the tale. Every time Gabe, Christian, Zander, Gerald or I sparred with him he would wipe the floor with us within minutes.

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

Then static. Then the hunter speaks again, his voice clipped. “He has gone dark, sir. Gone cold. Not even our strongest scryers can detect his aura anymore. He is, ahem, well protected.” The screen flickers with internal noise as Xavier straightens in his chair, rage simmering in his jaw. “Protected by what?” he growls. The hunter hesitates. “We don’t know.” “Useless,” Xavier snarls, slamming his fist onto the marble table. “Years of tracking. Funds. Blood. All for nothing?!” The hunter speaks again, clearly shaken. “There’s… something else.” Xavier’s growl deepens.

Alaric had not yet realized Tala's condition and was still focused on facing his opponents. "Edrick, where are the others? Hurry up and chase down the fleeing hunters!" Alaric commanded. Edrick was torn between helping Tala or informing Alaric of the urgency first. In the end, Edrick took a position parallel to Alaric and began to lunge at a Hunter until his weapon was knocked away. Afterward, Edric tore into the human's stomach with his claws. "There were some hunters targeting our pack and I cleaned up the mess there first before running here. I don't know what they're up to, sir." Edrick shouted in the middle of his attack on the hunters.

Kadnrix asked in a calm tone and I admired his calmness in this type of situation. “Yes, Kandrix! Take seats and then I will explain everything to you,” King Edward said and they nodded. They took their seats and looked at the hunters. “I am Hunter Blackwood, The Head of the Hunter Council,” The person who was showing so much anger just a moment ago introduced himself. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Blackwood,” Kadrix said and nodded his head without even a smile and pleasant expression on his face.

The man putting the poultice on her stomach said. He carefully helped her sit up, wrapping bandages around her stomach. She looked down and realized that her breasts had been modestly covered by the cloak she had been given, and it relaxed her. "Who beat you?" The cold voice came from the man who was glaring at her, his eyes filled with rage. "M-my brother, Seth." Her voice was weak and raspy, but she did her best to talk clearly. "I-I don't even know your names." "I'm Glen. I'm the healer and herb specialist for the Hunters." The man wrapping her abdomen said, bowing his head. "And he is Liam. He forgets proper manners sometimes, but once he warms up to you, you won't notice."

So it's always good to let him speak less when it's not necessary. “Thirdly the killer has great knowledge about the human body that most doctors don't have and while torturing he always avoids the vital points that may cause his victims to bleed internally and die. And with the dead body, he gives a detailed autopsy report like a killing signature. So there's no doubt that the killer is a doctor or used to be a doctor or a genius medical student and the latter is the least possible.” “So then, What do we call him? Dr. Killer?” This time it was Mr. Gray who spoke.

I jumped in front of the door to try and get the Hunter that was coming in but he was standing further back then I thought and I couldn't reach him from where I was. He already had his gun raised and a menacing smile on his face. He chuckled right before he was about to pull the trigger, but then he was taken by surprise from the side. Edward had snatched him in his mouth and killed him. I let out a breath, extremely happy that I was still alive.

The Hunter and I stand in a void, the chord's last note fading. "Did we win?" he asks. Before I can answer, the note *twists*. A fissure opens, vomiting forth a figure-Eden, whole and unharmed, his scars gone, his eyes clear. "Mom?" he whispers. The static in me goes silent. The Hunter aims his reborn gun. "Don't. It's not him." But Eden smiles, and it's *his* smile-the one from before the crown, before the hunger. The hunger never ends. But neither do we.