Hunter Hunter Mobage Cards Novels & Stories

She may be lying to find a way to escape. "Is there anything more important?" I ask. "She has... has a tattoo on her left waist... it's angel wings..." I was a bit startled. All werewolves know that an Angel organization specializes in training werewolf hunters in human territory. Each hunter has a tattoo of angel wings on his body. Even though hunters only hunted Rogues that illegally entered human territory, just thinking about those lowly humans who dared to kill my kind always made me hate them. Why is my mate the enemy I hate the most? It's ironic! Is fate toying with me? Just because I thought I didn't need my mate because mates were such a nuisance, did the moon goddess punish me by g

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

I listed out the possibility. " Pair of 4, how is Kaen so fast anyway?" Manor placed two cards, as I quickly scanned through my cards remembering that I had 4 and I placed 4 earlier. " Black magic of the universe that can't be explained. " Hikaru shrugged. " * Scoffs* Everything can be explained. Bullsh***! I have all the 4s." I say as I turn over the last two cards that Manor places on the deck revealing 2 Aces.

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.

She knew the cleanup team would arrive soon. They exited the woods and got back into the car. Everyone was silent, until Ruth finally spoke again. “Those people you saw... they’re called the Hunters. Not the deer-and-rabbit kind. The ones who bear hatred for werewolves. They pretty much want to wipe every werewolf off the map. Good or bad, it doesn’t matter to them.” She paused and glanced at them. “Alex, you look like you just got indigestion. Are you okay?” Alexander looked up slowly, worry all over his face. “Those two back there...” he muttered.

' Kasper response. 'Yeah! And it's a bit more disturbing that a werewolf hunter is too quiet. Should we head back to our village?' 'But my mom told me to not go back without good news.' 'We can't even find something about that werewolf hunter. I think we need a new plan. It will be hard for us to attack her in this place.' 'Let's talk about that later. For now, let us focus and be careful about following her. Keep a distance where she won't notice you.'

"The cards are on the wood. Start." "Must your beast stay so clingy over a simple deck of cards, Alpha Vale?" Eustace sneers, his fingers twitching as he signals the dealer-wolf. "Are you terrified your arms won't be able to hold her white pelt if your hand drops? Let me warn your ears early... our packs are only running one single hand tonight." Any wolf who runs the Hold'em trail knows each hunter gets two hidden cards before five community cards hit the center wood over three sun-stages. In the end, the beast who builds the strongest pack of five, blending their hidden skin with three from the center, claims the mountain.

"Young people love this game." She set the bottle on the mahogany table. "Who wants to start?" "I'll give it a go," Hunter said, reaching out. He spun the bottle with a practiced flick of his wrist. It whirled across the polished surface before slowing down and pointing its neck directly at... Chloe Bishop. No way, Chloe thought. Targeted in the very first round? Accepting her luck, she reached out and flipped a card from the deck. The moment she read the question, her face turned a deep, vivid shade of crimson, looking like a cooked lobster.

He looked around the room. “The council has decided that these daily drawings are too time consuming, so we have decided to move to monthly hunting teams. As this will be the first month, we are asking for volunteers. As you are all aware, the team consists of 7 members. So, if you are willing to hunt for a month, please raise your hands. I will go on the first team since a leader should be fully willing to do what they ask their citizens to do.” I watched as all my men raised their hands one by one. I kept my arms folded across my chest, knowing that nobody liked hunting. They had made me worry, so they could wait anxiously for me to volunteer myself. Timothy scanned the room and his eyes n

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin