Hunter Hunter Ed 2 Novels & Stories

" One of the perks of working with Mr Reid is the fact that the money belong to both Reid and Hunter, meaning the money can't get to the company's account . Hunter and Reid would open a new joint account for it's cause. If Reid agrees to help, he will have no problem with Hunter using their money" I was dumb. This was the reason behind Hunter's recent behavior. He had a perfect plan and I just screwed it up effortlessly. I heard grunting sounds and I turned to see Edward carrying a passed out Hunter down the steps. He slung one of Hunter's arms around his neck and used his other arm to firmly hold his body in place. " I don't know what drinks you guys had that made Hunter hallucinate and los

Why can’t I shoot? “Elena…” a deep baritone calls out from behind me and I whirl around to come face to face with Hunter. His jet black hair is slicked back, it is damp and he has clearly just taken a bath. Droplets of water stain his grey shit, creating little darkened spots. “Hunter!” I gasp. “I’m sorry, I know we’re not supposed to train at night but I’m not getting any better–“

The death paladin let go of its sword and let it stab into the sand while it spun around counterclockwise and bashed its shield at the Hunter. “Argh!” The Hunter was sent flying across the desert. He managed to flip his body and land on his first until he came to a stop. That action made his hood fall down and exposed his head. He had light green hair on the top that was tied back and he shaved the sides and back of his head. He had green eyes as well. He lifted his head to look at the death paladin. It grabbed its sword and started charging toward the Hunter. The Hunter flapped his cloak back and reached for something on his waist, a small bell.

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.]

Her growl echoed through the trees and her eyes glowed brilliant green. As Kathleen thrust the knife down, Emory shifted into full wolf and slipped through her legs. With extraordinary speed, Emory shifted back to Hunter, digging her fangs into Kathleen’s throat as she turned. Kathleen tried to thrust the dagger into her back, but she parried it with one flick of her wrist.

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

Thana stated, backing me up. “Let’s get started.” My team paired off into groups of two, leaving me to spare with Thana, my second in command. We practiced with our blades and blocking oncoming attacks. Although guns now existed, immortal creatures had no interest in them, mostly because they did little damage to immortals, it was the equivalent of shooting a person with a BB gun. Not effective at all, that is aside from the special handguns the order gave out with blessed bullets, those could kill a vampire instantly, but they were hard to get and were only given to the generals.

Kane grunted. “There are others nearby, just keep your eyes open, Luke,” Edward commanded. “What about dad?” I asked. “You do not need to worry about your dad, Luke. He is one of the great hunters in our era,” Edward mused. We started to sprint out of the building, following the trails of blood from the male witch wounded by Edward’s dagger. We were hunting him. I could sense my comrades were eager to catch him, but we were vigilant for the thought of another ambush. The cold sweat ran down my forehead and my throat was dry, due to the immense breathing and simultaneous running. I was shaking again as we melted towards the dark alleys of the adjacent building.

"Very well then, to keep it short , your society called hunters struck a deal with their enemies , we wolves and vampires , not so long ago before the whole alliance war broke out between each clan and lots of people died , you hunters lost more people compared to wolves and vampires , then a round table was form and an alliance was made , the alliance means not hurting, hunting or killing each other, A potion was made by the witches to dampen your hunter side and instincts , every hunter had to take it ,some willingly some forced to ,whatever was I'm that potion seems to be unique and pure, you must have taken the potion judging by the fact that you don't have a dagger aimed at me by now" "

It had changed, the prophecy had changed. Her large brown eyes search my face. Lana’s fingers let go of mine. She steps forward in the space between me and Logan’s wolf. Carefully manoeuvring through the dead bodies. Her head turns back and forth between us. Like she didn’t know where to go. As the image became clearer. I see that I am surrounded by bodies too. Blood splattered across my bare skin. I wasn’t wearing anything, like I had shifted. You couldn’t tell who the killer was, but we had both lost a lot of people.