Novel & Cerita Hunter Academy's Strongest Battle God

Genevieve tried saying but her voice trailed off “Sighs… you really didn’t notice, the Hunter god actually gave you three gifts but it seems you all were ignorant.” Sword-saint Predator said with a sigh “Really???” Marcus asked in excitement and stars seemed to appear in his eyes “Yes, first he gave you the legendary twelve rune talent, with such talent becoming the most powerful Hunter is not impossible, then he gave you the gift of life, without it you would have died already as several people were already envious of your talents and would have killed you instantly if you were given any other gift and lastly you have me as your grandpa.” Sword-saint Predator said in a profound manner and b

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

“Tonight, we stand together! Tomorrow, we train together! And when the time comes, we will fight together! We are the shield, we are the sword, we are the fire that will not be tamed! And I—Jaiyana, goddess reborn—will fight beside you, shoulder to shoulder, heart to heart, until the darkness falls!” The hall erupted. Warriors slammed their fists on the tables, voices shouting in unison, a thunderous roar of approval that rolled across the pavilion walls. Even the most skeptical vampires and witches found themselves swept up in the energy, leaning forward, eyes shining with a mix of fear, respect, and exhilaration. Kaplan grinned, his chest swelling with pride, and Sheila’s eyes sparkled, th

I lost my Luna because of them and now they have to pay the price, even if they are not those specific warriors who made me lose my Luna- I killed those people already and I will continue to kill anyone who tries to remind me of that awful memory . After slaughtering one of my warriors, I went and hunt for other pack's Warriors, together with my best-trained warriors. Killing is my past time and during my hunt, I encounter some of the Red Blood Pack's Warrior. Knowing that they are Uno's servants, I ordered my warriors to kill them. I brought my warriors which I personally trained to kill and not to only protect.

Thank you for being with Madison, Aleister, Mallory, Hunter, Farkas, Ahina, Roberto and everyone else! Battle of the Immortals officially signing off!

But I needed to find Dakota and Euan, I needed to make sure that they were okay. We don’t have time for that. This is our chance with Aunt Morrigan and Alpha Tiernan to take down Beatrix for good! Alpha Tiernan? The demigod from the Human Realm. He’s the great grandson of the God, Arawn. Oh shit. We’re really doing this? Of course, we are! Now focus! Focusing on my powers, I feel my Aunt Morrigan and a male presence next to me, which must have been Alpha Tiernan.

Finn looked toward his Alpha for confirmation. Brodi fought the urge to growl. He didn't recognize their scents so they could only be from the Blackfoot Pack. "Killian! This must be where his pack holed up. I will kill him where he stands if he has anything to do with this." Finn sent two of his patrol around to flank the guards ahead so they could not escape to warn the rest of the Blackfoot Pack. Once they advised him they were in position, Brodi, Finn and two more of his team trotted up the path. The men jumped out of the trees and pointed weapons at them just as they had expected. Brodi's deep, rumbling growl made every hair on the men's bodies stand at attention. Brodi pushed his Alpha

Friends or foe. He won't be able to distinguish. He will be just a killing machine. A beast. The one which is called. "The God of death." And today it seems, this will be all. If he can't win. He won't let anyone win. There will be no bloodhounds, no werewolves, no hunters after this. It will be the end of their world. And it's impossible to stop him now. And that's when they feel the ground they stand on shaking. The trees uprooting.

Goddess forbid that to happen again, I prayed. Tasha came forward. “Yes, Luna Sylvia. I accept wholeheartedly. It is my honor and privilege to serve and protect you and your future pups. To death!” She too, lifted her right fist in the air with the shout. Her voice was strong and commanding. I felt proud of my choices. “Thank you, Ladies.” I dismissed the rest of the warriors who bowed and left immediately, leaving my Beta and Gamma behind. “I am so very proud of you, my angel.” Hunter hugged me to him firmly.

“The lead doesn't care if you are an Alpha. Hold the line.” In the deep chambers beneath the sanctuary, Isra and Sable were committing a different kind of violence. Hundreds of warmth readers—young men and women from all over the continent whose only gift was a profound, overwhelming capacity for empathy—had arrived at the Academy. They were being turned into Firewalls. I sat in the corner of the training hall on the tenth day, watching Sable run the drills.