Ghost Hunters Adventure Club Novels & Stories

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

He said. So I walked over to my desk on the other side of the room and I turned the computer on. I logging in and I started hacking into the dark web immediately and immediately I started looking at all different chatter that was happening. But none of it was vampires. It was all about the town that was taken out, but it was mostly werewolves talking about it. Communicating with other packs to try and find out more information. I’m searching on the web for hours without even realizing it when someone knocks on the door.

Weapons emerged from the pool of blood, and finally, the skeletons wobbled before Chase, numbering more than a dozen. Chase leaped onto one of the skeletons' shoulders. The skeleton crumbled to dust under his weight. With a wave of his sleeve, a gust of energy swept over the skeletons, reducing them all to ash. Chase turned his gaze back to the woman behind the tent. She was now giggling silently while covering her mouth. Smiling, he wondered aloud, "Are there any real monsters or ghosts around here?" The woman's movements were stiff as she slowly raised an arm and pointed to herself.

The same man who had spoken earlier sounded weaker now as he quietly whispered, "That he has found a group of humans working together with half vampires. They are creating some sort of cult." "Not a cult," someone immediately cut him off. "But a clan of Hunters. They said that they would hunt vampires whom they have deemed dangerous." *]:pointer-events-auto R6Vx5W_threadScrollVars scroll-mb-[calc(var(--scroll-root-safe-area-inset-bottom,0px)+var(--thread-response-height))] scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-WEB:3ebb9b8f-d875-4d4d-8b86-f352c0788152-12" data-turn-id-container="request-WEB:3ebb9b8f-d875-4d4d-8b86-f352c0788152-12"

The second he sat down, however, his expression instantly turned slightly unpleasant… Noticing the change in his mood, Juno was prompted to ask, “…What’s wrong, Gerald? Did you manage to gather anything…?” “…Well, for one, those aren’t ordinary people… They belong to the Soul Hunter organization!” whispered Gerald. “The Soul Hunters? That’s them? To think they’d be here as well!” replied the shocked Juno in a hushed voice. Raising a slight brow, Rey then asked, “…Um… Who exactly are the Soul Hunters…?” As the name suggested, the Soul Hunters were an organization that specialized in hunting and killing ghosts and spirits. Naturally, they also possessed special equipment that would help them d

And now, when we met again, I was already bones in the ground—and she had become a powerful, influential billionaire. But Nicky was sick. And she needed me. So she came looking for me—the man she hated with every fiber of her being—and unleashed her vengeance on everyone I loved. But I was already dead. Suddenly, Adeline's cold voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back. "If Samuel won't show himself, I'll just have to turn up the pressure." My stilled heart lurched. The next instant, Adeline gave the order. Her men swarmed my elderly father and hanged him alive—right there, in front of my grave.

He agrees to meet us at the club later after he drops at the hospital. I reeve up the engine and make my way to the club. When I get there, Ghost is already waiting outside, a serious look on his face. " Is everything ok?" I ask and Ghost looks around before nodding. " Follow me." He instructs and I fall behind him, heading straight for the club. He opens the door, stepping in and I follow, only to pause when I see the sight before me. Two bodies are laid on the floor, blood smeared all over the floor.

It body got drained of blood, has no leg to move but rather moves through the air, it head was of the exact shape of a skeleton. I couldn't control my feet anymore for the speed exceed that of Usain Bolt athlete. As I tried to run inside the house, she was right behind me just as I read it in the Black Cults book that ghost in Tortuga are faster than any human. She almost entered the house with me but Sorcerer pointed a stalf at her, casting the spell, "INCENDIO" with wide range of fire coming out. And then she vanished.

She packed her hair into a bun and left her room barefoot after folding everything into the drawers. She walked out the door and her gaze was drawn to Adrian's room door; she tried to listen but couldn't hear any movement; perhaps he had gone out, she thought as she walked down the stairs on her way to a tour of the castle. Prior to being stabbed, Adrian had noticed a tattoo on one of the men he fought that looked very familiar—a cross with an arrow running through it. Adrian looked up the tattoo online and discovered shocking information that confirmed his suspicions—it belonged to a group of hunters for the council known as the Hallowguards, but what or who were they looking for at the bar

I playfully elbow him in the ribs. “Oh sorry, I guess I am a bit nervous.” The tips of his ears start to turns a puce as his eyes study room. There were hundreds of people in front of us. Not just parents, but Hunters from all over the world. They have come to see what the new recruits are made of. They have been here all week watching and studying us in the hopes of recruiting us into their teams.