El Cazador Quiere Vivir Tranquilamente Novels & Stories

I tried to imagine my life without hunting but I couldn’t, if we are being honest. What would I even do with myself everyday? How would I even live without being a Hunter? It was my livelihood. Not that I needed the money at all. It’s just going to be a very big culture shock going from something I had known and lived by my entire life, to suddenly dropping it all in an instance.

Walking away meant severing all of that, not just the power component. "What do you want?" I asked. "Not what you think you should want, not what would please me or The Balance or anyone else. What does Damian Cross actually want for his future?" He stopped pacing, meeting my eyes with expression carrying vulnerability I rarely saw from him. "I want to stop," he said quietly. "I want to build something that isn't defined by hunting, protecting, fighting threats. I want ordinary life with person I love, without cosmic obligation hanging over every decision."

"Anyways, if I had my wish I would be out of here. For good." "Really? You would leave the city." "Not the city… I mean this life. Being forced to hunt every single night no matter the weather or situation isn't fun and while I do enjoy saving innocent people, I don't want to be killing those of you who don't deserve it." "I thought that you didn't hesitate?"

Planning to kidnap Jenna, Caleb knew that something terrible was going to happen “No, just keep an eye on him.” Casper was strangely calm, the atmosphere was uncomfortable. “Why didn't you kill him when you got the chance? Are you letting him off?” Cathan asked. Casper had the perfect opportunity to shoot at the table but didn't, hence the reason for Cathan's question Casper maintained his calmness but his voice was cold. “No. Men like Mattia do not change. I will set a trap for him and when he falls in, he will curse his mother and father for giving him life.”

The number of warriors in the military of this region is gradually declining on the grounds that they are constantly declaring war. When it comes to peace, it is impossible to bring it back to this world. Peaceful life? Maybe more. I want to live somewhere far away from town. A place where there are many trees and there is a gardening farm for Vishton. Although most people wanted to live in the town so that they were close to the emperor’s palace, I would prefer to live in a quiet place.

Moments like this were becoming rare. "Kael." "Hm?" "If this is all over..." He looked down at her. "What do you want?" The question caught him off guard, he thought about it longer than she expected. "I've never really asked myself that." "Try." He looked toward the stars peeking through the branches. "I'd like a quiet life." She blinked twice before speaking. "A quiet life?" He nodded. "A home, a place no one knows about, no wars, no councils, no people asking me to solve their problems before breakfast."

he confessed, and Toyota smirked. Her next victim is a weapon dealer, sounds fun. The tougher, the merrier. "Tell me everything about him" She ordered, and his lips began shaking as he talked again. "I only... Only know... That much about him.... We might be friends, but it's a rule for The Hunters to keep our private lives from each other in case of situations like this" Toyota looked up the ceiling, flexing her neck slowly as she thought of what she just heard. His work is done on Earth, he has nothing else to spill again, other than his blood.

But I'll have to leave them behind. They're part of a life I've ended along with Zara. I'm not the old Hunter anymore. I don't know who I am now. All I want is peace and silence, which is not here in this country. I slammed on the brakes in front of the lighthouse. The strong gusts of winds ruffled my hair and made my black shirt flutter. Birds squawked overhead as huge waves crashed against the wall of the lighthouse. I stood against my car and folded my hand before my chest.

“People think that beasts were born to gnaw on everyone. But it’s a perception that is far from the truth. Animals won’t attack when they are in peace in their own kingdom. But people are greedy. What we wanted is to barely survive in this sh*tty world. That’s all, nothing more.” Chandler grabbed the coffee that he offered to his guest. To prove that it doesn't have poison, he lifted the cup and drank it in front of him. After taking a sip, he spoke again. "My goal is to male place where everyone will be happy together,” he added. Adler knitted his brows. As a werewolf hunter, he killed many werewolf rogues before. But after hearing what Chandler said, Adler doubted if killing beasts was the

Severin casually opened the conversation after we hit the road. I didn’t respond and looked outside. It’s really quiet tonight. It’s been a while since I’ve experienced this kind of silence, one that wasn’t peaceful at all and laced with anxiety and fear. It’s annoying that we have to look out for hunters as well, as if existing as a supernatural creature wasn’t hard enough as it is.