Novel & Cerita Hunt Or Hunted

They knew that I was like a dog with a bone when I wanted something. It didn’t happen very often. I’m usually pretty happy with what I have. I’m grateful for what I have. But right now there is a Devil hunting me down and I need to know why. Why me? And if it is the curse, how does he know about it and what does he know about it? I really hoped none of these questions led me to seeking him out and asking him myself. That’s the worst thing I could do and I am well aware of that.

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

Stephen looked at him and laughed out loud. "Ohh my innocent Callum". He held him in his arms. And Callum felt safe again. "It was blood love". He softly swayed him left to right. "Being a Wolf is a different thing. Wolves have mates. Like Humans. When we present our 18th year, it's an automatic search for our mate. We catch their special scent that indicates our mates. An Alpha like me, for instance, has much sharp senses because we have to lead a whole pack. An Alpha can sense his mate miles away.

“As was expected. Your kind’s chosen path did not necessarily warrant a written history. Beasts had no use of the past. But times are changing. I realized your pack in the north is embracing a new form of governance. You are evolving out of the bestial lifestyle your ancestors were known for. “I think this is one of the reasons why your pack was chosen to be part of the hunt. The nature elementals saw that you are capable of handling the challenges of holding the power of the royal blood. Which, your friend, Selene seemed to have.” “What are you talking about?” Archibald was still confused. “What hunt?” “Once the presence of the royal blood became known, the hunting season will start. And th

I grumbled. “Look, we can’t dance around this. We need to find this thing and either run it out of town, or kill it. I’d prefer to capture it so we can figure out what it is and how it might be affecting humans. So tonight, we hunt.” Jack groaned, but Mack smiled and rubbed his hands together. “Yes.” Charlie just watched me. “Where?” I tried to act casual. “It’s been sighted in the woods around the library several times. Let’s start there and see where the night leads us.”

The chase becomes a dance, a symphony of speed and agility, as I weave through the forest, my eyes locked on the rabbits. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, I spot an opportunity. A rabbit, momentarily disoriented, stumbles into a small clearing. I seize the moment, my muscles propelling me forward with ease as I begin my hunt.

(gat lontok pov) I crouched low to the ground, my eyes fixed on the tracks of the wild boar. The forest was alive with the sounds of birds chirping and leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. I had been hunting for hours, and my stomach was growling with anticipation. As the prince of Pasig, it was my duty to provide for my people, and a successful hunt would bring honor to my family and our kingdom.

"We have trained hard, and now it's time to put our skills to the test. The Hunt begins tonight." The crowd erupted into cheers, their howls and barks filling the air. I could feel the excitement building in my chest, the thrill of the hunt calling out to something deep within me. The Hunt was a tradition among the pack, a chance for them to test our skills and prove our worth. It was a grueling night-long challenge, with the pack searching for a particular prey deep in the woods. As the pack dispersed to prepare for the Hunt, I found myself drawn to the edge of the village. I could hear the sounds of the forest calling out to me, the rustling of leaves, and the muffled sounds of the pack me

He let out a boisterous laugh, placing a hand over his chest as it bobbed vigorously. “Ok, Kaia. Let’s see what you’re made of.” ***Julian If someone had told me I’d be hunting alongside a large predatorial wolf who tracked the woods faster than I could blink, I would have laughed in their face. She was incredible... fast as she was lethal. Before I knew it, the wolf pounced on a young buck and let out a howl for my attention. Sharpened canines dug into the poor animal’s throat as it thrashed around, letting the blood pour out. The wolf was unfazed as it clenched its jaw, holding a firm grip. Slowly, the legs stopped kicking. And then only a few last twitches before the animal’s eyes glassed

Axel says. That brightens me up, and I sit up straight in my seat. “The deer we hunted traveled in small herds. They’d try to outrun us, but that was when we’d keep ‘em running, so we could find out who’s the weakest or the oldest. That’s the one we’d separate from the others. If it happened to be a male, then watch out, Mama! Their antlers could gore us real bad or gut us on the spot.” I bounce in the seat, starting to get caught up in the thrill of the hunt.