Hunter In Tagalog Novels & Stories

​ANG MGA CYBER-HOUNDS NI VANE ​Sa itaas nila, narinig ang nakakangilong huni ng mga makina. Mula sa isang stealth dropship, nag-deploy si Dr. Aris Vane ng kanyang mga bagong alagang hayop: ang Cyber-Hounds. Ang mga ito ay mga lobong binuo mula sa synthetic muscle at Precursor steel, na may kakayahang amuyin ang Hohenberg DNA mula sa layong limang kilometro.

Hunter looks up at me bewildered but turned on nonetheless. I don't waste any time, pulling his pants off and setting his member free. I smile as it flings up in excitement. Before Hunter understands what I'm about to do, I lean over, putting his member in my mouth as I stare at him. Hunter sits up, only to fall back onto the bed as my tongue begins to caress his member. "M****a que se siente bien, mariposa." Sh*t, that feels good, butterfly. Hunter proclaims, switching back to his native tongue.

I glanced at him, my eyes wide with curiosity and confusion, and he swiftly enlightened me. “As a symbol of my being a hunter, I offer each member of the family a weapon they are better accustomed to wielding. Even though you may not consider yourself a hunter ‘officially’, you undoubtedly are one to others. Because being a Cadwell will instantly label you as one.” He added as I continued to stare at the gun in front of me. Although I feel confident using this weapon, I still find it hard to accept that Grandpa will ever hand one to me. So I’m a hunter, huh? I am not an official member, but since I am also a Cadwell, I am still considered as one.

I stared at it, relishing the sting of pain, hoping it would douse the sudden, violent arousal that shot through me at the mere memory of her. It did nothing. One thought of the Hunter, of her scent, was all it took. I was hard, straining against my trousers like a rutting beast in heat. What the fuck is wrong with me? Sure, she was beautiful in a rough sort of way. But she was nothing special. I had bedded queens and goddesses, fae and sirens. I had tasted the most exquisite creatures in the realm but none had ever made my blood boil like this. Not to mention she was a bloody Hunter. A murderer who masqueraded as a hero. The blood of my kin stained her hands.

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

Sapo ang dibdib na singit ko. “Exactly. Chase him. Ask him…Stake your claim. Sa Tagalog, lagyan mo ng label. Love's a bitch and our world is cruel. You're not some hoe na pwede niyang kaladkarin at landiin when it deem fit to him," dugtong pa nito bago humigop ng kape sa basong hawak. “Value is what separates a true woman to the rest. Don’t be blindsided by your attraction to him, Gen. If you don’t show him how and on what way you want to be handled or treated, sa kangkungan natin pupulutin ang puso mo.”

“12 out of 21 deer have been killed by this hunter.” Holding my spear, I am trying to catch my breath while paying my whole attention to the keeper. Keepers are the one who has the information of how many kills a hunter has in an hour. “None other than, Raffi of the Ambrose’s!” I saw my father fixing his hunter’s robe while wearing his huge smile. The whole tribe is excited especially the women of which gender I belong to. I started to walk to the wooden stage created by the tribe for this kind of ceremony. Everybody is happy and I hope this will last forever.

The hunters knew that they were getting close. They crept forward, their weapons at the ready, until they caught sight of Tate standing in a clearing, his massive form silhouetted against the moonlit sky. Without hesitation, the hunters opened fire, their silver bullets ripping through the air and striking Tate with deadly force. Tate came to realize at that moment that he had been on a bad path for so long and barely escaped from the hunters. He went back home to his brother, and Marcus gladly allowed him take back his place knowing that he really had changed.

Namula pa ang mukha niya. *TUG*DUG*TUG*DUG*TUG* DUG* Muling bumilis at lumakas ang tibok ng puso ko. At nagpaulit-ulit sa isipan ko ang mga salitang binitawan ni Xzy. "Hmm, oo sinasagot na kita, Harvey Kean Harrison. Kasi g-gusto-ay hindi mahal na rin kita" "Hmm, oo sinasagot na kita, Harvey Kean Harrison. Kasi g-gusto-ay hindi mahal na rin kita"

Mariana explained with a heavy sigh. “A hunter bitch left a trap in the old mall the clan lives in? And you said this was over a month ago? She wouldn’t happen to have been an Egyptian bitch?” I asked, my sister, having my full attention. And given that Khalid was in my space, the call had his too. “Exactly. And Adio scumbag.” Mariana snorted. I want to tell her that Adio hunters aren’t all scum, but Khalid seems to be the only exception. I don’t count his sister. She’s a werewolf hybrid, not a hunter.