Godly Hunter Novels & Stories

He was older, with a short silvering beard and streaks of grey through his dark brown hair. “You know why” he chuckled. Yeh, I know why. Zelena. “Why do you want the Triple Goddess?” I roared. The hunter just smirked at me, staying silent. I stepped closer and threw my fist into the side of his face. Growls of excitement came from round me. “Answer me!” I growled. The hunter spat blood from his mouth and looked back at me with a grin. I lowered my head and growled a warning, if he isn’t going to answer he isn’t going to live.

He said not perceiving what was going on, Dante slammed his hand on the stinky black headband on his forehead, “Gosh… it irks me teaming up with them.” He revealed, “Hmmm. Finally.” the bounty hunter putting his leg on the escapee crowed in their midst. “The Divine Humane are here, I’m sure you also with that iconic armour is also a divine humane. This is the most luckiest day in the city of bounty hunters, Don’t you know how much you all cost summing it up together?” he said as he licked his lips along with glares and smirks from every bounty hunters surrounding every corner waiting to capture them as their own or sell them off.

“I think so. I know not all hunters glow when they use theirs, so I’m not sure if the glow is from my gift or from the god part of me.” “Dorian, was there anything in the archives about a hunter glowing when using their gift? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that either.” Alpha Avery asks him. “Alpha, the only gift that causes a hunter to glow, is when the gift has something to do with seeing or ‘interacting’ with a soul. There are no hunters that currently have a gift like that. Any kind of soul gift is extremely rare.” Well shit. “So if I’m on a hunt, and I use my gift, I’ll glow and give away where I am. And any other hunters that are with me. That seems like the exact opposite of helpful

I laugh at her before taking a deep breath. “I wish to see Hunter Ysrael of the Cruelcrest Hounds Pack,” I whisper and it seemed like my words were carried by the butterflies into the wind as the wind whistled and rustled through the trees circumvallating us. The next moment I saw the water in the river ripple before my reflection in the water distorts to show Hunter standing in what looks like a mini-library. My heart thuds at the mere sight of him. Realizing how Goddess I miss him so much, and when I saw him in that sexy tight button-up shirt and leather pants I felt myself getting wet.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing myself to remain calm even as my mind screamed at me to run—and it wasn’t like I could. “What does it matter to you?” I asked, my voice shaking despite my best efforts. I hated that he could make me feel this way, but I needed to know. “Why are you doing this?” Orin paused, looking at me for a long moment, before chuckling lowly. “Why? Because I’m doing the world a favor. Silas—our family line is full of hunters, men who rid the world of filth—and Silas? Well, he’s a failure. Always has been.” He wiped his hands on his apron, the bloodstains soaking into the fabric, but it didn’t seem to bother him. He moved back to the table, smoothing out the skin

"In the literal sense, yes. But I don't think that's what you're asking me about" "Well, that's who we are. Hunters: part demon, part angel, part human. Sort of like tribrid creatures. We were born to hunt and take out the demons in this world, gifted with the blessings of angels, and we've existed for as long as the normal human race, maybe even longer. When a demon stumbles into this world, it's our job to find and send the demon back to its home dimension. Hunters are born with special abilities, what you mortals will call 'super powers', and we definitely live longer than mortals, if we don't die in battle. For instance, I was born with the ability of conviction. My brothers, Jason was g

“They're going to hunt Selene Belmont, and that's when things will get complicated. They used guards from this pack to let us in. That's all I know.” “You know more than that,” my grandfather said. Yes, he knows more than that, Sirhan snapped angrily. “All I know is that Greco is more powerful than any god right now, and he wants to take over everything,” the hunter said before he started coughing up blood. “Shit,” Ramona said again. “You've been bewitched,” Grandfather muttered. “Get my son out of here, he—” The half-breed hunter fell dead on the table, and blood began to pour from his orifices. It was a sign that he couldn't speak directly about Greco, and that was sad.

He had a ray of hope in his eyes which lit up the dark void in me. "Did you get any clue?" I asked him out as he was keeping quiet. He nodded his head with a distant vengeance look. "The place where Moon had been hiding was discovered by our people, Goddess. He is on earth, towards the south. He was hiding in hunters clan." Hunters clan is a group of people who use weapons to hunt other animals with the help of pet wolves. They have good spiritual knowledge and had been trying to find a way to escape the purification of their souls. But they never got a chance for that as every soul would be purified as per the order of our creator.

I asked. Abuelo looks at me seriously, “Diego really was a bastard and didn’t teach you or your siblings a damn thing.” He growled, but continued. “Hunters for werewolves are very dangerous. They are humans with special abilities to see who are wolves. They have an uncanny amount of strength that rivals our own. They are the worst predators for us because they have special abilities to seek us out and not be detected in the process.” Then Aiden adds, “Hunters are assholes. Even when they say they want to help, they really don’t and backstab everyone. They are definitely not allies.”