Heroes Hunters Novels & Stories

Three long and deep scratches on his chest down to his abdomen. “We need to take him to headquarters. Hugo..” said Cael. Suddenly, everyone disappeared in front of Josh. They left him at the old subdivision and stared at the defeated wolves lying on the ground. “As time goes on, hunters get stronger. He is right. The hunters can help catch Samael.” said Josh. Josh grabbed the matches and piled flammable objects on the bodies of the two werewolves, then set them on fire. He watched it until it exploded and burned.

he whispered, voice edged with steel. But the scent hit me then, familiar, bitter, wrong. My blood iced. “No,” I breathed, stepping back. “Not a rogue. A hunter.” Kael’s eyes snapped to mine. He understood instantly. Hunters, humans trained to track, trap, and kill wolves, were worse than rogues. They didn’t fight for dominance or survival. They fought for extermination. The figure stepped into view, crossbow gleaming beneath the moonlight, eyes sharp and merciless. His smile was thin, cruel.

Aurora. I tightened my grip on Gunner’s side, digging my fingernails into his flesh. Gunner stared at Doyle, and Doyle stared back at Gunner. I looked around us, we were still surrounded. At a quick glance, I counted nine, ten including the Alpha. Should be easy to take them. I've taken down more than this on my own before. But Gunner doesn’t seem like the type to get scared at just anyone. He called these ones mercenaries. I've never heard of Werewolf mercenaries. I wonder if the hunters knew about them. Probably not, or else they would have extinguished them by now. Human mercenaries earn their reputation, similar to that of a hunter clan. I can only assume that wolf mercenaries work the s

’ She felt her hairs on the back of her neck stand on end at the words, ‘Hunters’ She hissed, making her way towards the noise, moving swiftly and silently through the woods, perching high up in a large oak tree, anger pouring through her veins at the scene below her. All Immortals feared the Hunters, they were a breed of humans descended from the first ones brave enough to tackle the Werewolves. Humans who had dedicated their lives to hunting down and eliminating all Immortals, as their knowledge of the Immortal World grew, they became a race apart, training and growing stronger and more knowledgeable as the years passed.

Vex Marron's eyes bored into theirs as he passed them, noting their terror. “Tonight, we face a battle we have trained for from the time of our birth. We face a battle with creatures that defy humanity in its basest form. We face a battle with the abominations that threaten our wives, our children, and our hope for a new beginning…” The moment he finished his speech, the men cheered and rose to their feet, all seventeen of them, including the High Commander, their voices booming as they chanted, WE ARE THE HUNTERS, WE ARE THE GUILD.

Hunters…Is this a coincidence that all enemies are now appearing out of nowhere? Hunters are mostly vengeful witches or gifted humans who hate werewolves to the point they come to hunt us down. I remember they attacked us once when I was nine years old. Those hunters breached our border using scent hiding spells and then killed many pack members with silver bullets fired from shotguns. The damage was severe, but my father had managed to kill every single one of them with the help of the previous Alpha King as it was impossible to fight them alone. My heart sinks as I look at Matthew. He wont get hurt right?

She noticed a wolf charging at them coming for Hunter's neck but she used her magic and threw that wolf across the road as he hit the bark and fell grunting. She noticed two dead bodies near Luca and three dead bodies near Lennox. Luca hasn't even shifted and they have killed so many. A wolf was able to claw at Luca's back making him grunt in pain. Hunter pulled to his feet. "Stay here and don't fight," He said looking deeply into her eyes. He faced the enemies as his claws extended out. Within seconds Hunter was clawing at them killing them skillfully but she noticed that Armando's best fighters weren't present there. What was he planning to do?

Other than that, Hunter also offered me a position in the council, where I was given a voice. They all protested, of course, but Hunter just smiled and nodded at me, telling me to show them who I really was. With my Mum, Dad, Syria, Brock, and two best friends standing beside me, I revealed my dragon. Brock did the same. Imagine the shock on their faces when they gazed up at us, the last royals of the clan of night shifters.

Animal Hunters could only handle Low Class Magical Beasts, whereas Thrashers could handle the Middle and average High Classes with relative comfort. Predators were the second highest combat force of this world. They were rare and highly sought after even in the cities. Predators could handle any High Class Magical Beast, and were strong enough to go against the power of Mythic Class Magical Beasts. Two Predators with good teamwork could kill a very strong Mythic Class without sustaining severe injuries. They were a very powerful force to reckon with.

“I was jealous once of your mother because, during the hardest time Adam and I ever went through, she was in the arms of my first love. I hated my mate for siding with my brother and longed to be back in Timothy’s arms.” “How did you deal with it?” “I sunk myself into the sleuth, grieving with them, leading them, and healing them. You are not meant to be a healer, Osprey. You are an Alpha, and Alphas need to hurt and destroy stuff. They need to hunt, kill, and be the best. That’s why you fight the boys that like Scarlett because you know she is yours and you can’t stand the thought of anybody else having her, just like your father felt for your mother. The sleuth had never eaten better than