Heroes Hunters Novels & Stories

Covering up the hole with some moss, she dusted off her dress and hurried home, her thoughts of the Hunters exposing her long gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "They're here! The Hunters have arrived!" The cries of the young boys ran through the whole village, many men and women coming out to see the sight. Liam riding in front, followed by nine other men, all on horseback. On the back of Liam's horse was the dead carcass of a mountain lion, and his quiver held an unusual number of arrows. Instead of the standard twelve like the rest of the men in his party, it held 15, two from the archer who had shot the beast earlier, as well as the arrow aimed to warn him.

“Look, I don’t want to have to hurt you. It’s clear we have some knowledge of what’s going on which means that some of you have already talked (Lie) and since you haven’t seen any of your fellow rogues back in your pack, it means the ones that didn’t talk were killed and the ones that did have been protected enough to be safe from the rest of you. So I ask again, who is leading you and why are you here?” “You’re lying!” he shouted back. “Nobody could talk,” he says as he starts to slightly tremble. “What has got you so afraid that you would risk all of this pain and torture just to keep someone else’s secret?” “Who says there’s a secret? I was just talking to a hunter before he flipped out a

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

“What happened to him after?” “It’s a she.” Kate scratches her hair. “I don’t know, last I saw her she was suited with a nozzle and heavily sedated. Those idiots don’t know how unpredictable those creatures are. No one can tame them.” “Where was this?” “Hamburg?” “Hamburg?” I almost choked on my drink, that place had completed wiped out an entire population of wolves and humans alike. “And they tracked you all the way out here?” “No.” Kate tosses me a look that asks if I’m that dumb. “The Hunter’s arcane is forever moving. There’s a whole system beneath ground. It’s only their headquarters that’s stationary and no one knows where it is.”

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

Everyone was intimidated just by his presence, they slowly step backward and planned to leave the place but he didn't allow it. The battle begins with him against the three other Rogues. They started growling as if they are questioning him. Shock can be seen in their eyes when one of the leaders of a pack engages in their fight against the hunter. And what makes them more confused is when the one that's supposed to kill the hunter is saving now the woman. He even questioned himself about what he is doing. His mind wanted to just see what would happen between them but his body just move when he saw the wounded hunter.

“ I found out a few things that are a bit odd and concerning. It turns out the pack they are registering is called Ash Wood and has many supernaturals not just Werewolves. They also have many Spell-casters, Vampires and even have Hunters in their so called pack!” I jumped up from my chair in a rage, “What? Not only do they not care one bit about letting other supernaturals join them! They even have the fucking audacity to let in Hunters? Those Jerk-Offs are nothing but self righteous murderers! Any supernatural who considers any of their ilk a friend is simply a traitor!” When I had only been two years old my mother had been brutally killed by Hunters from The Order of Orion. It was thanks t

The beta said, neatly placing the daggers and blades on the table. "Hunters….." Evelyn muttered, the word rolling out of her tongue leaving a bitter taste. "Who's hunters?" Rain asked before flopping down on one of the chairs. "Hunters are humans or sometimes other supernatural beings like us, " Scarlett started, "Humans were the first ones known as hunters. They used to hunt us and other supernatural beings like us because they were afraid of our power but that changed long ago. Now, hunters include humans, vampires, and even werewolves. They're a group of people who kill and attack people when they are offered money for the job." Scarlett heaved a sigh. "Hunter attacks are surprising which

Figures stood among the trees beyond the city walls. Dozens of them. Tall, pale, and motionless. Moonlight reflected from silver eyes that glowed like embers in darkness. They watched the city with eerie patience. Like predators surrounding wounded prey. Thomas swallowed visibly. "What exactly are those?" Lucien's face hardened. "The Hunters." The answer spread unease through the gathered warriors. The creatures looked almost human. Almost. Their limbs appeared slightly too long. Their movements carried unnatural precision. Their expressions lacked warmth, mercy, or hesitation.

My pulse was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat. Hunters weren’t your average mercenaries. They didn’t care about pack politics or rogue rivalries — they were zealots. They believed in purging anything supernatural. Wolves, witches, hybrids. People like me. The first arrow came out of nowhere, whistling past my ear before embedding itself into the metal door of a rusted van. The impact vibrated up my bones. I didn’t even have time to scream before the second one hit Kellen’s shoulder. He grunted, staggering forward but refusing to go down. Roman doubled back, shoving me behind a stack of crates.