F-class Destiny Hunter Novels & Stories

Her presence was both comforting and terrifying. Her voice was a soft, urgent whisper. “Abbey, Luna of the Red Moon Pack. The girl who bleeds gold. The Moon Goddess’s blessing. Danger lurks in the shadows. Your mate, Jeremy, is marked for death.” A chill shot through me. The vision came fast, too fast. Jeremy stood tall, strong as ever, but he was surrounded—snarling wolves with blood-red eyes, their fangs bared, their hunger undeniable. Behind them, a rival Alpha’s gaze burned with cruel ambition.

Akiko announced, and Zen blinked. “Who is Felix?” Sasha cringed. “Felix “Hunter” Martin. He created his own famiglia and rose the ranks quickly, catching the Godfather’s eye to attend this academy. You should have seen him before. He is a big guy with gorilla muscles, bright beach blond hair and a scar over his right eye.” “The Hunter is Guild Carnage’s vice guild leader. He’s also in Johan’s primary party together with a lady named Oritha “Amazonian” Silva. They’re strong. All three of them belong to Class B,” Liu Feng supplied.

“Alpha Damien, Hunter has arrived.” It’s Sierra. What a great timing. And I meant that sarcastically. Hunter is famously known as the best warrior trainer in all of the United States. When I was on my three-day vacation I realized that Catherine needs to develop her warrior skills so she could fulfill her role as the Luna of Blood Moon Pack. Furthermore, I figured she’d be able to use it to defend herself effectively in case I wasn't there to protect her. That would prevent any more problems in the near future.

She is not afraid of what will happen to her, a true hunter indeed. However, her face seems so familiar. Like I have seen it before, way before, she looks and acts like a hunter. I exited the dungeon as quietly as possible. A gathering with Alarick and some subordinates must come first. Carrying the burden of making Alarick the next Alpha, I am trying to create different excuses to say to the subordinates. Subordinates are old werewolves who served under the last Alpha, Alarick’s father. “Convel,” I am greeted with old werewolves and Alarick, who is now biting his thumb.

"That's what I thought as well, not until, I saw and heard everything myself. She confessed a lot of things to me. How she killed my... mothers. Mine and Doris. We aren't really sisters but still, we are sisters" Doris' eyes widened. No one said a word. There was ultimate silence. "She needed my blood in order to put her daughter, Celia into control, and to do that, she created the DHC- "DHC? What's that?" Frank asked again. He seemed to be the inquisitive type of person. "Dark hunters cartel. They specialize in hunting and killing supernatural though their main games are vampires" Lucas answered, on Tessa's stand. Karl angrily bit his lips.

I took a slow breath, closed my eyes, and focused on calming myself before opening them again and heading to class as if nothing had happened. If it were up to my wolf, I would be sprinting across the courtyard to find him. Even now, she kept begging me to go to him, but there was no way I would! Going after my mate would mean revealing my wolf, something I had no intention of doing before turning eighteen. Besides, he saw me too, so if he was interested, he would come after me! There are four classes of clans that guard the borders of the dark world: New Moon, Crescent Moon, Full Moon, and Waning Moon. Each has distinct characteristics that set them apart, from the predominant fur coloratio

Tornado Attack, Shadowblade, Triple Assassinate… Just their names drew him towards it. But he rejected the class in the end. “Freya’s got that covered. No need to double up. Besides, that ain’t me anyway.” He continued scrolling through the classes, though nothing caught his eye for some time. There was your typical Thief, a fancy Duelist, a secretive Ninja. Then he saw it - the Trickster. A grin formed wide on his face, and he tapped it quickly.

But I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d seen this before — in that red desert, under the three moons. The devil had knocked. And now she wanted in.

Hunter gave a small nod, his gaze steady yet unreadable. The joint operation between Hunter’s team and the SWAT unit was a daring mission, aimed at taking down the drug syndicate that had kidnapped Aster. Through their combined efforts, they managed to capture one of the syndicate's leaders. Their victory was another feather in Hunter’s cap—a major case solved yet again. The entire team received promotions for their bravery and skill, marking a proud moment for both the Navy officers and the Astral Guardians.