Fairy Hunters Novels & Stories

But before Cain could intervene, Eleanor looked at the hostile disciples and said with a mishevious smile, "Well, firstly! let me teach something even incredible disciples like yourselves couldn't figure out, shall we?!" "Wha?!...You! how dare you talk to us like that?!" Said the arrogant disciple outraged, but Cain stopped him and said, "Just listen to her, it could help you all a lot." After Cain's order they shut their mouths and listened to her. "So, about the fluitis, it seem to need the substance of another herbe called finus. We have to grow the finus herbe near the fluitis mias so that it would help her to nurture and grow. This is the only way."

As if I’d need luck! I stepped onto the white ring surrounded by the red rope and prepared myself, cracking my knuckles and neck. Fernando was sitting on the other side of the ring. He was a strikingly handsome vampire hunter with brown eyes and brown hair. His skin was tanned slightly. He was very bough and muscular and had a smirk on his face. I hated it when hunters fought against me. To be honest they were too arrogant.

Roger looks outside and down the aisle, he lets Jessica in and gestures her to take a seat. "I'm seeing him tomorrow night, I wanted to come talk to you tonight. I know we are not together but I've been thinking about you all day and I just wanted to make sure you're ok." "Jessica, your friend is a hunter, he hunts werewolves and other unnatural beings." Jessica looks at Jason with an astonished look on her face. "No, he is a detective, he was investigating the killing of the two men that attacked me and my friends, but he hasn't mentioned that investigation in a while. he last told me they hit a brick wall with it and what do you mean other beings?" Jason goes to sit down next to Jessica. "

Rara announced with a grin, addressing the fairies with a sense of purpose. The fire fairy, a figure of flickering flames and intense eyes, stepped forward with a resigned sigh. “Since you’re here, we must explain the rules of the Chosen Lady. First, you are considered holy and must guard against any impure thoughts. Second, you are expected to assist people and nations in times of crisis. Third, you must foster harmony between humans and the supernatural.” The water fairy, with a serene, flowing demeanor, added, “There are additional minor rules, which we will disclose as needed.”

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

The only races I like are the dwarves and the fairies, well at least I still like them. I lived in the Dusk Kingdom since mom died, but none of them know about my existence, thank Gods. Since it's kinda forbidden to witches live in fae territory, I can only pray that they never find me here, but if this happens, I'll be ready to fight cuz I know that I would never lose. And since they don't know I'm here, I was the one who built my treehouse in the forest, I'm the one who hunts down my food and everything else.

“One of our scouts secured a fresh catch. A rogue fae from the northern wilds. She just turned 18. Fierce little thing. She’ll make an interesting first round.” Laughter circled the table like smoke. “First round of what?” I asked, already knowing. Carlton turned toward me with that smile again. “Of the Hunt, of course.” My jaw clenched. The Hunt. A sport where men chased down supernaturals, unarmed, drugged, terrified, for fun. If the prey survived the night, they were sold into secret trades. If not, well… there was always someone to clean up the blood. I forced myself to stay still. Play along. Think of Ava.

They planted the false sequence of events with meticulous care and left behind tangible evidence to support it. Once the combined forces of the sylphs and salamanders had returned to Shamibar, the Hunters set time into motion again and allowed the world to resume its natural flow. There were, however, gifted lower mortals who still remembered fragments of what had truly happened. Most witches, in particular, retained their memories in full. Even so, the Hunters warned them never to speak of it to ordinary humans. Meanwhile, back on Caylao Island, life had returned to normal. Yadira and Eitan officially joined the Hunters, yet they kept their promise to Araheen and Gildeon by building a house

"Take a look at this," Connor said, his expression complicated. On the screen was a screenshot of a group chat. Mike had posted a massive wall of text that essentially read, "Heads up, everyone. There's a guy surnamed Pruitt who uses business networking as a front to prey on wealthy heiresses. He's slick. He's got my daughter completely brainwashed. Watch out for your kids." I stared at the screen for a few seconds before handing the phone back to Connor.

Hakyi, the blue hunter just bowed and joined, Osiris, the red hunter from behind. Daeira had found herself trekking into the forest with the pathway getting shallower but she wasn't even complaining when she can see fairies and nymphs along the way, gawking at her and the Aryan king with excitement. One forest nymph had reached to her a green rose which made her smiled and acted to get it but GD had grabbed her arm and made her still. "Do not get entice with a forest nymphs for they are playful. They will make you get lost for days in the forest if you dare set your feet out from this track." he said while regarding the red path towards the heart of the forest.