F-class Destiny Hunter Novels & Stories

Such an impeccable beauty, but also seem cold, heartless, and distant at the same time. Looking at her new self in the mirror, Arissa let out a sigh dramatically. She would never know that universe will lead her until she reaches this step today. There is a specific reason why she hid her natural beauty. Especially both of her bright blue eyes. Because she knows that she is still being hunted. Her past still haunting her until now. Her demon won’t let her go so easily. And for sure, her pursuers. Those who were assigned to keep looking and search for her whereabouts. That’s why she stays hidden and keeps her head low because she is unwilling to be found ever again. Fighting for her freedom.

Felicity was looking after Abigail while Dimitri watched over her. “So to begin with.” The king started. “Both your male pups are Alphas I presume?” Daniel nodded. “Xavier is the rightful heir of the Forest Claw pack and as Damien is dead, he is now automatically the alpha of the pack but he is too young to take over. I want you to be the acting Alpha till Xavier comes of age. He can take over the Night claws pack and Zacharias will take over the Nightwalker pack.”

I have so much to do, it doesn't matter if I have a mate or not, does it? "Hmph, whatever. Let's just start training right away." Ezekiel responded coldly as he walked around to put some distance from me. And then he said, "Among fighters like us, there are three types of common classes that we used to practice: Assassin, Hunter, and Warrior.” “Those who focused on being an Assassin are good at hiding, gathering intel, and they specialized in sneak attacks. Hunters are the ones who usually have extremely good senses. And finally, the Warrior class. They usually prefer head-on fighting and love a bloody fight. "

Destiny really does play differently. He urged me to come out in front of my car, so I did. When he came down, I instantly placed my arm over him to make him feel better. I didn't glance around to check whether Lucas was still staring at us. Now I truly don't have anything to deal with. It was right there in front of my eyes. Fernan's car was already on its way out, so I followed it. Today is a bad day for both of our hearts. Destiny's gameplay is very unique.

Justin, despite being very playful, had the [Assassin] Class—a B-Tier Class that exceeded the C-Tier [Thief] Class. He had very useful Skills too. Like his popular [Mimic] Skill, and also stuff like [Stealth], [Sleep], [Voice Mimic], and [Perception]. One might think he didn’t have any attack Skills, but he actually did. His [Marionette Skill] was B-Tier, and when combined with his other Skills, Justin was pretty unique in his build. Clark was also a member of the Alpha Class, and his Skills made him seem more like a superhero than a warrior.

Like something ancient and cruel has stepped into a place it was never meant to exist. “Bloody witch hunters,” Alpha Kieran growls, his body already shifting slightly, claws lengthening. “Get out of here, Destiny. Now.” The figure turns toward us and I feel it. I know the moment the black beady eyes peering out through the armor looks out at me and a surge of recognition passes through. “Heir of the Golden Blood. At last you’ve been found." The Hunter's voice is distorted, like it's been layered with something deeper, something inhuman.

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.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

[ Sophia ] I don't want to be the one! I never imagined my life to come on this turn where I found no way to escape my fixed destiny.All I ever dreamt to pursue my masters's degree at Cambridge and start a new life somewhere far from this city which only gave me deep scars to remember but like I said, destiny always played dirty tricks on me.

I was just caught unawares. Celeste started providing security to the wealthy packs. I learned of this when I visited Alpha Adolf of the Oregon Wolf Howlers Pack and tried to enter his territory. Once I and my Beta entered the boundary of the pack's territory, we were thrown into the air as thousands of silver daggers stabbed us as we fell slowly back to earth. One of the daggers had stabbed my right eye. The silver burned through my eye and when I pulled out the dagger, the fluid from my eyeball gushed out. Now, I wear a patch over my right eye and live with horrible scars on my face and body, a constant reminder of Celeste.