Hunter Hunter Mobage Cards Novels & Stories

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

The card felt surprisingly heavy. My eyes scanned the information printed across it. A list of specialized medications, each one more expensive than the last. Then...My heartbeat quickened. Mist. The strongest heat stimulant created specifically for wolves. Exactly what I was looking for. I forced myself not to react, turning the card over, I found Kael's full name and identification number printed neatly beneath the academy seal. Perfect. "It's my service card," Kael explained. "If you apply for a new one now, it'll take about a week before yours is approved."

Everyone was dead, but me. Turning back, I finally put a face to the voice. Her skin was covered in freckles and her hair was a wild brown, like she had stuck her finger in a socket. She was carrying a gun in her hands, but what stood out to me was her outfit. I’d seen it once before, in school. It was the Hunter’s uniform. The patch on her arm confirming it. Hunter’s were mercenaries for hire. Killers for hire, really. The non-magical in the supernatural world. They once were on a death march against all supernaturals, but now they were just raised on how to kill them and were sold to the highest bidder.

I’m about to give him my response when Dante cuts in. “Let’s play a game to see if you can win the opportunity to even ask her in the first place,” he says. His tone is dull. You would think they are talking about a Rolex. “You can’t just change the rules!” Hunter exclaims like a small child denied a toy. Dante doesn’t respond. The silence says, ‘Yes I can and I’ve just did.’ Hunter’s gaze is still on me and at last, he flashes a cryptic smile and then says, “Deal.” To me, he says, “Give us the cards darling, and wish me luck.”

We are playing poker right now and Hunter is being a cheating bitch. "Scar, you saw that right? He totally saw my cards", I look over at Scarlet hopefully, that she will take my side but I m met with disappointment as she and Ryder are too busy oggling each other, the cards in their hands long forgotten. I give them a stinky eye. I hope Scar finds some hidden m&ms in Ryder's shirt and they fight. Hunter looks at me with a smug grin and I clench my jaw focusing on the cards. We played 6 times and all times, he won. That is absurd. How did he perfectly call my bluff everytime?

Monster: Oakwood Forest Fire Hound Monster Level: 26 Health: 35,000/43,000 Attack: 210 Defense: 90 Skills: Intimidating Roar, Fire Breath, Rabid Bite, Claw Strike, Fire Fang The archer watched as Kirou narrowly dodged the attacks of the five hounds while retaliating with a few punches to their snouts. It may have been a misconception on the archer's part, but he could swear that the fire hounds seemed to be reacting strangely after being punched. That, coupled with a few damage figures floating above the fire hounds' heads, allowed the archer to deduce that Kirou's gloves probably inflicted a status effect that results in health loss on their targets. As for whether it is poison damage, blee

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.

A static sound came adding stress to my overworking thoughts. I reached inside the box, stirred the content, and settle for one. “Please read the card!” instructed the voice. “H-hunter!” I said in a somewhat shaky voice. “Hunter! Congratulations on your role in the game. Remember not to tell anyone about your role; violating this rule might cause you grave consequences. You have till midnight to hunt the ten animals. Accomplishing this task will reward you. Now, good luck!” And I thought it would be easy. Fuck you! I mentally cursed the prison boss.

Hunters were created that way in purpose they didn't just wake up to earth and begin to act crazy, just like you are the children of Celeste the hunters are also her children you are wolves and you reproduce in huge amounts you are created with special abilities yet a citse had been put in place each full moon your wolf must take plcharge that way you learn to be insecure and controlled but as years passed by you have all learned to do things in peace with your wolf and some of you ahve suddenly decided to rule over the humans, The heavens were pretty pissed at these attitudes and created hunters to make do of you to kill you off one after the other till your population reduces to a point o

A male voice, that I didn’t know, asked. Looking up, I saw a male player, standing a few feet away. His character was a vampire, but he was wearing the armor of a Hunter. Hunters in this game were players that found pleasure in attacking other players for their gold pieces and items. Granted, only common items could be looted.