Fantasy Bounty Hunter Novels & Stories

She was alive. I moved out of the pack to see if I could pick out the scent. The rain poured heavily over the abandoned warehouse at the edge of the forest where I picked her scent. Thunder cracked across the sky as I shifted back to my human form. The scent of blood hit me instantly. My mate was here. I saw my beta and the warriors beside me. I signal to them that I will go a alone “ Alpha you can't go alone, we are coming with you” he tried to stop me

“But there are levels to this game, Henrique.” I took a step forward. “Return the shipment you hijacked. Or be ready to be torn alive.” Henrique spat on the ground near my boot. He laughed, taunting me. “Go on. I dare you. Do your worst.” I tilted my head. “As you wish.” I didn’t even have to signal. The clearing erupted into a total disorder. Bodies collided; the sound of fists hitting the enemy’s flesh; the snarls of wolves filling the air.

Charms gasped as she slammed the laptop down. “What’s wrong Charms? What was the notification for?” Lucky asked her daughter as she looked her daughter face drained of color. “Mommy you remember when you found out we were leprechauns?” “Yes, I remember, what about it?” “Well, when you told me that if anyone ever found out we exist that people would start coming after us.” “Yes, I remember, what does that have to do with what’s on your computer? Lucky asked her heart beating fast. “Well, when you told me that, I set up an account on the supernatural blacksite. To notify me when there are new products and bounties posted. Well, that notification was for a bounty.” Charms said her voice trembli

Dark skin and curly black and blonde curly lockets: Moya Vitiello. I should have seen this coming. The black hunter and the dead queen of the underworld had worked together on countless missions and heists reigning the most wanted criminals. One put a man to shame with her seducing qualities with her name being echoed in the world and one who does justice in forms of murder, the Black Hunter. “Didn’t expect that coming, did you?” a certain Russian voice asked while nudging me while sipping on glass that I could only presume to be vodka. “Dimitri,” I started, “you wouldn’t know if this would you?”

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

He asked. “Now!.” He said. The bounty hunter exclaimed. “I don’t have the ability to fly!!.” “But your child does!.” Helios said. “How much is it for me?!.” He asked. “Protection !.” Helios told him. “From what?!!!.” He yelled. “The people after you!.” The bounty hunter sighed and agreed to help Helios demands. Just like Helios had presumed he did have a Goblin and Pixie that he had caught, it was too bad they both had to die to save others but at least they became heroes with or without knowing, hopefully that was their dream to become heroes.

“Please, tell me why Eleni’s picture being posted on some dark web site with a dead or alive bounty makes me in too deep. Because I’m pretty fucking sure all it makes me is about to start hunting this fucking guy.” My mouth falls open. I wedge my slippers between the bars of the railing like that will anchor me here. A bounty? The phrase “dead or alive” shivers over my skin. Luca can’t get me in here, right? Do I really trust a few guards enough to take a final with a bounty on my head? Can I really bear disappointing Baba’s spirit if I don’t?

Chapter 13: Now spread "I... don't understand. Who are you, and who's the walking shadow with the knife?" "My n-name's Kelly. He's the Stalker. He comes every night since the first time he caught me. He won't leave me alone. Every night he comes and... and..." She broke into tears again. Michael took her in his arms and allowed her to sob into his shoulder. Unfortunately, he was a teenage boy and not used to comforting crying women. After a while, however, her tears subsided. She looked up at him. "He comes every night to rape me. All I can do is hide, and he always finds me." She looked away, as if disgusted with herself. "The things he does to me... It's worse every time. I d-don't think I

Mane spoke, and a few professors chuckled. “Young Supreme, the bounty put on you was an unordinary one. A universal bounty is exactly what it sounds like: it is a bounty that has a reward so attractive that everyone in the universe – everyone without proper morals of course – would be interested in claiming it. That isn’t enough though. The reward for the bounty has to be offered to the Bounty Hunter Association in advance so that once the mission is completed, and the details verified, the reward can be given.” A professor from King’s Crown Academy patiently explained, and his words enlightened Mane.

But even magic was governed by fundamental laws and boundaries. “Never mind that, take a seat because we have a few things to discuss.” Alisha didn’t even give much thought to his reaction. Such reactions were probably everyday occurrences to her. After Silver sat down, Alisha handed over the sheet of paper she was holding. “That is the ranking system we use for the bounty hunters or petty much anyone. But there are other requirements too.” As Silver gazed at the content of the paper with curious eyes, he grew more excited and his complexion brightened. His lips curled with a smile.