Novel & Cerita Fantasy Bounty Hunter

Victor was gone, gone—Harlan’s team spiriting him away in the chaos. Elena’s sob broke free, her body collapsing against mine. “He’s always one step ahead.” Marco’s laptop, salvaged, pinged: “Phase 3: Bounty to 100 million. Global hunt. – V.” Sofia’s hand found ours, her voice weak but defiant. “We don’t run. We fight.” Harlan’s mole network. Victor’s escape. The bounty’s call to arms. The war wasn’t over. It was hunt season. Chapter 34

Instead, he stepped closer to the window, his eyes scanning the darkness beyond the estate. “I don’t think,” he said grimly. “I know.” Jade muttered. Outside, Fame grinned. He had seen them—Ceynol, Jade, and the child. He had watched as they lived their comfortable lives, as if he didn’t exist, as if they had won. But this game wasn’t over. Not yet. The bounty hunters would never find him because he had become a shadow, a ghost among the desperate. The authorities could chase all they wanted, but he was always one step ahead.

Zerena explained. Christ, this poor girl has been through too much. "What's a bounty seeker?" I whispered to Tate. "They hunt rare supernaturals to sell at the black market for a good sum of money. So Electra's gotta be rare and Zerena must have been at the black market tonight. Curious." Tate answered, watching Zerena closely. "Keep staring at me like that and I'll punch you in the face." Zerena threatened Tate, while still in her conversation with Everett and Electra.

SOFIA'S POV "Two thousand four hundred and fifty... two thousand five hundred," I mumbled, counting the damp bills for the second time to make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. I handed the stack over to the bounty hunter. He was a scruffy-looking shifter with a scar across his nose, but he was the best tracker in the neutral zone. "This is half up front. You'll get the other half when you find her. Not a moment before."

I’d heard it before I’d seen him, whispered by people who didn’t want to be overheard. A bounty hunter, they said. The kind who always gets what he’s after. But standing here, watching the way he moved, the whispers felt incomplete. Hail wasn’t just a hunter; he was a soldier. Every step he took was deliberate, calculated, his body built like a weapon forged for battle.

Tyr was shocked as he witnessed the scene before him. When he was overseas, he had visited many bounty hunters headquarters, but he had never seen one so hedonistic as this. In Tyr’s mind, these people were like a retaliatory consumer group. It meant that they were too poor before, and once they got money, they could not help but buy every single good thing they could get their hands on. From the badges there people had, he could see that most of them were bounty hunters of Yamafuji Sai. However, at the same time, a few beautiful ladies were not bounty hunters, but Tyr felt as if he had seen them somewhere before.

Which is fine by me because now my powers are free to be all mine and not bound by the elders. Don’t worry, I use my powers for good… kind of. I’m a paranormal bounty hunter who is hired to capture the creatures that break the law or in some cases, piss of the wrong person. That’s how I found myself in the back alley of an apartment complex stalking a vampire. I was hired by a guy named “Stix” to capture and return the vamp alive to him. Apparently the vamp had embezzled over $10 million from him. Best part, he’s going to pay me $10 million to capture him as a tribute to the loss.

The beast took a step closer. “Taylor, Taylor, you don’t understand do you. This isn’t about knowing me or hurting me before. No, the word wants you dead. A woman like you, if she rules, will be a big problem for all the packs in this realm. I have no hard feelings against you. I’m just doing my job.” I gulped. He is a bounty hunter. I thought wolves like him don’t exist. Hell forget that, I need to figure out a way to leave.

However, there is something about this concept that everyone must understand, which is their existence. These monsters or spirits from myths are alive for a purpose but not all can see them. The few who can see them and interact with them are called the Cast. The ones who make contracts with spirits after summoning them are the Off-Cast. Finally, the Cast who decides to hunt these creatures based off the miasma they emit are called hunters/ pursuants. The hunters have their own ranks in the ‘Yokai’ realm, which is similar to ‘the underground’. They are paid for every ‘Yokai’ they hunt. The ranks of these ‘Yokai’ start from Folklore followed by grades such as C, B, A. Although these are the o