Hunter Killers Book Novels & Stories

I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise. “Let's hunt them down entirely!” This cause everyone to shout this very sentence for much longer than I ever expected. “Grandma...” I eyed Grandma, expected she will stop this commotion of hunting down the whole species. I thought... she said the huntress is exist to justify the wrong! “Isn't it wrong to put into your hand the life and death of someone?” This cause my heart to felt dread. I don't even understand what this Lycan is all about, but I only know Grandma is despise this species as if they are suppose not to exist!

even turned me to be one of his official assassins or Hunter when I only turned thirteen or twelve years old, I can't remember. I'm the youngest Hunter in history because most people become hunters or assassins in their late twenties. Of course, they don't know anything about my identity and my real name. Due to Headmaster or dad hate it when I call him Headmaster. I don't even know how he did it. But they all know me as one of the deadly Hunters and one of seven deadly killers under the Headmaster. I killed werewolves, vampires, witches, demons, and even devils for most of my missions. I'm not like the other heartless hunters who kill every creature that catches their sight, not me. But tha

The strike was enough to tell him that these people were not just hunters but also murderers and criminals. ~Hey readers, did you like this chapter? Don't forget to stick a comment or review. Keeps me going.

Hunter. She was a hunter! I had developed some kind of insane obsession with a hunter! This time I was sure to find myself in a fate of death. The question, however, was who was she? A friend of theirs? A cousin maybe? I hoped that she was not a close relative of theirs or else this obsession would become a whole lot more complicated. A vampire and hunter having a more than platonic relationship was not only illegal, but suicide.

So it's always good to let him speak less when it's not necessary. “Thirdly the killer has great knowledge about the human body that most doctors don't have and while torturing he always avoids the vital points that may cause his victims to bleed internally and die. And with the dead body, he gives a detailed autopsy report like a killing signature. So there's no doubt that the killer is a doctor or used to be a doctor or a genius medical student and the latter is the least possible.” “So then, What do we call him? Dr. Killer?” This time it was Mr. Gray who spoke.

“It was the Rogue Hunters.” “May I ask the reason why you wanted to eliminate them?” He softly inquired. I shook my head. “No. I can't tell you the details why I bore such hatred towards them that I wanted to eliminate them. However, one thing that I will tell you is that I will never harm innocent people nor kill indiscriminately.” He stared at me for a while as if he was thinking of something. I stop paying attention to him and let him think. Those rogue hunters were known for their merciless actions. They would cruelly kill those who are rogues, either they would skin them alive, boil them alive, lit them, or stab them hundreds of times.

“There was a letter sixteen-year-old Hunter wrote. Some girl he was fooling around with knew of the letter, and maybe Hunter treated her a bit badly. I don’t know, but she informed his mum about the letter and it was found. That was the same month Hunter stopped going to see Oliver. Your father’s investigations and sources say Oliver would come to games alone after that, to the parks they used to visit. I’m sure they just looked like friends and all that. Just two werewolf teens hanging. But two months later my cousin is killed, and Hunter leverages his knowledge of the fact that Myrtle was involved in shady shit with the Shadowbane pack on her and he makes her give him a necklace. Then he w

Ludo had just witnessed Hunter kill a man. He walked back to the car. Ludo moved to the far left side of the backseat as she shook and looked at Hunter horrified. Hunter got into the car, locked the doors and wiped the blood on his hands with a cloth. “Why did you kill Mr. Jabulani?” Ludo asked shakingly. “So you even know his name. He burned me not too long ago. He saw me with Hilary and snitched.” “Who is Hilary?” “None of your business.”

It's supposed to, but I’m still deeply troubled with sleepless nights. Killing them didn't bring Leah back, I knew it was never going to, however, her killers didn't deserve to live either. “Come in” I knew Hunter was going to find me anytime soon and he just came knocking immediately. “Hey,” “Hey” I dropped the book I had grabbed from the shelf to read to tend to Hunter. Once I grab one of those books, I never take my attention off them easily. “What are you up to?” He grabbed a seat.

Quillion asks. Vesper sneered as she crossed her arms, “The bigger question is how sure are we that he could be trusted?” She pointed out while staring intently at Quillion. “We are at 90% sure about the Hunters as the evidence suggests their involvement. Someone made a mistake and used The Book of Sacrifices. An old book to derail everything not knowing that it will point us in the right direction as it was once owned by the Black Order. Whoever is behind the killings didn't know about the origin of the book and that's our advantage.” Velmont explains.