Hunter Huntsman Novels & Stories

I was engaged with a book about hunters which I got from William's old book collection. Hunters were half human and half supernatural. They looked like humans but has speed of werewolves. They can detect any werewolves near by. Their violet eyes starts glowing. Unlike other supernatural creatures hunters did not have other supernatural powers other than their speed that they can only use if their prey is near them.

This sentiment is quite understandable, as their lineage lacks werewolf genes, unlike the Valentines and the other retired families known as true-blood hunters. These true-blood hunters possess the coveted werewolf genes that set them apart. In contrast, families like The McKnights and the current hunters within the bureau fall into the category of Lesser Hunters. These Lesser Hunters were once fully human but have acquired supernatural abilities, somewhat akin to those of the true-bloods, through the use of Talismans. While they may not match the true-bloods in strength, they still manage to get the job done.

His eyes focused slightly on the question, "What's your plan? I need to know." The mention of Ramona's mother brought an involuntary note of concern to his voice, though he tried to mask it. Adelaide countered, her cedar pheromones sharpening like ice spikes. Her pupils contracted, her eyes full of challenge. "Before that, Mr. Shuman, why don't you tell me how many breeders Madison has kept for you? How many children they've borne you, and how many have died?" She stared unflinchingly into Hunt's eyes, probing for hidden truths in his reaction.

he finally mumbled quietly to me. I looked over at him with a tilt of my head. What did that have to do with Rem’s bed preferences? He looked at me uneasily for a moment and then said, “Hunters aren’t fully human either. We’re not supernatural beings like werewolves, but we’re different from average humans. That’s how we’re able to do what we do. Some come from witch and wizard bloodlines, others heroes of old lore… but there’s always something about our bloodlines that gives us a stronger edge.”

At least the only one she would remember. But she knew better than to let a stranger come here and poison her. She had to be careful. "Who are you?" She asked the man, even though she was pleased that he had shown his submission to her, she could sense that he was not a weakling like her 'mate' from last night. "My name is Nathan Hunter. Nate for short. I have been banished from my pack for challenging the Alpha of the Moonhunters Pack. I have come here to pledge an alliance to the Snowheart Pack."

Max slightly turned his head at the employee and the employee cleared his throat before going out of the tent. The employee didn't go out completely. He stayed by the entrance and stared at the two people inside the tent. When Max raised his hand to tuck Seolurrie's hair behind her ear, the employee's eyes widen. He heard and he knew the rumours about Hunter Max. He was known as the one of the five most powerful hunters in Halemyir, their country. He was also known as the coldest hunter. For the coldest hunter caring for a girl is a big news to their whole country.

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?”

The Hunter Organization. A mysterious entity that Mr. Aikens, Mane’s teacher back at the Wielder Academy, had refused to speak on. Although they had built and nurtured Wielder Academies all over the planet of Zandor, very little was known about those who were the true backbone of this institution. All that the commonfolk knew was that it was comprised of individuals called hunters who farmed and killed dangerous creatures and sold them to wealthy merchants for processing. There were rumours that they were also in charge of protecting the world, but when Zandor had been invaded, they disappeared. This made people realize that it was this was a baseless rumour.

Cassius Lockwood. Patriarch of the notorious pureblood vampire family. A prime target for the hunters for many years. He was ruthless. Domineering. An overall psychopath. He had recently managed to worm his way into the good graces of the two most powerful vampire families. The Redfern and Blackwell's. Which was really bad news for... well... anyone that wasn't a vampire. The slayers know that their plan was to eradicate any other supernatural species so that they reigned supreme.

In the Northern part of Gaedrillon woods where the Lake of Sea Serpents can be found, Archer, the famous dragon slayer is up for hunting the three-headed snake. Other than being called dragon slayer, he is also known as the beast hunter who walks at night, killing every bit of beasts interfering with his journey. Being a deserter for over a hundred years, he either kills for fun or money but mostly, it's the latter. "Fuck!" he ferociously cursed when the serpent swung its huge tail, making him lose his balance when he stepped back.