Hunted Supernatural Mga Nobela at Kwento

But they never came back. When I went looking for them, I found nothing. No bodies. No scent trail. Only the lingering stench of death and the cruel reality that they were gone forever. I searched for years, trying to uncover who was behind it. But the answers remained out of reach. Still, I know one thing for sure. It was a hunter. A ruthless killer who preys on supernatural creatures like sport. He moves in the shadows, striking whenever he gets the chance. I have seen the aftermath of his work, bodies drained of blood, throat slit, and ashes scattered like dust. And I swear on my blood, on my soul, on everything I am… I will find that bastard. And when I do, his death will be slow. Agoniz

Caleb hisses in his head as they can feel the power Griffin holds, but still can’t put their finger on what he truly is. Seraphina then grabs Dominic and shoves him to the side as an arrow zips between them. Before 5 Werewolves, 3 Demons, 6 Vampires and 8 Human Hunters surround them. Seraphina growls and extends her claws as she looks in the direction of the arrow's origin and spies the Human Hunter lowering his bow. Dominic quickly steps back up next to Seraphina as the supernaturals and humans that surround them slowly shrink the free space around them. As soon as the supernaturals are just out of contact range, one of the human hunters in the back yells,

‘Humans’ Kade said in my head, I sniffed the air instinctively to check if there is another supernatural being with them. ‘Hunters?’ I asked Kade. ‘No, they won't dare’ he grunts. When a hunter hunts a supernatural being there is always a reason, each side don't break the Code of life. Hunters hunt supernatural being that goes against the Code of Life, so who are this humans?. “Who are you guys?,” I said to no one in particular. “Show yourself or I will be forced to rip your heads off your neck,” I threatened, I heard footsteps.

Not when her home collapsed on her head, not when she had get ready for a battle she wasn’t ready for. She couldn’t even search for Kieran or Daniella. She hadn’t been in anything like this before, but she couldn’t die. There were things to do. The new weapon that were slicing through Supernaturals like they weren’t significant. Her arms were encased in ice as she ran to the middle. She had been trailing those blades for a while. And she had made trails for them, well she had been trying to reduce the death count but it was like it had a mind of its own.

He was eating this story up. “Well, turns out it was a werewolf named Kevin Sung. He liked eating fresh heart meat. Instead of hunting deer or elk or some other wildlife, he realized it was easier to hunt humans. He liked overweight, male hearts and figured rest stops were the fastest way to get them. Authorities figured out it was a werewolf, so they hired me.”

I snapped at him, annoyed he was able to grab my attention like he had. “Very well, let’s see where was I? Oh yes, one day I saw the God Anubis and was convinced I had died, I was starving and hallucinating. Anubis approached me and asked if I wanted to avenge my family and escape the dreadful place I was in. Of course, I told him I did, and before I knew it, he was biting into my neck and feeding me his blood. Only when I had awakened did I realize what had happened. I had heard rumors from the guards of monsters that hid in the dark, killing those that crossed their path or making them into the same kind of monster. Confused, I stared at an ordinary man that sat across from me, laughing wi

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?”

“HE’S A FUCKING PREDATOR! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS? HE EATS MEAT! HE HUNTS HIS PREY AND KILLS IT! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE? YOU’RE MEAT AND PREY ALL WRAPPED UP WITH A PRETTY BOW! FOR CHRIST’S SAKE, NATASHA! DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?” I jerked away from him. “THE ONLY CREATURES IN THESE WOODS WHO HUNT ME ARE YOU GUYS!,” I screamed hysterically. I turned around and took off towards home. I didn’t stop running until I reached my porch. I put my key in the lock and tried to turn it. It didn’t move. I frowned and pulled the key out. I double checked that I had the right key, before trying again. Still nothing. I knocked on the door and waited for my mother to answer the door. She hadn’t

My knees give out. The last thing I see before everything fades is the reflection of that message, glowing faintly in the mirror— and the knife sliding off the table, hitting the floor with a soft, chilling clink. Then, darkness. ⚠️ Warning: Like I mentioned before, this book is not for the faint of heart. It's Hunted, deeply disturbing content, including stalking, cold-blooded murder, obsession, intense erotic contents and the eerie symbolism of red roses and photographs left at every crime scene. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed only if you're ready for a dark, twisted ride.

There were terrestrial mermaids, two border elves, and werewolf leaders connected via projections. Everyone looked at me, and I was taken aback. Amelie closed the doors with a wave of her hand. “Maxon Scott and the Hunters’ Block have seized control of the human government,” she began without wasting any time. “In the last two hours, at least seventeen supernatural allies who were collaborating with human institutions were murdered. The media is portraying them as responsible for the ritual attacks.” A vampire slammed her hand on the table. “One of them was my nephew.” “Two were from my clan,” said a sorceress.