Hunter Novels Novels & Stories

I kick it as far as I can. No wonder Uncle John could handle these two incompetent fools even if they took him by surprise. My claws slide out, I step closer to the gurgling Brownan and tear his throat out. Turning round I see Hunter's big scared eyes. He knows there is no hope for him. He doesn't put up a fight and seconds later his body lies lifeless on the forest floor. Quickly I wipe my dagger on his clothes and leave the scene. The journey back to campus goes without any delay.

“There are many gods, some above the others, and there are more forgotten than there are known. I’m sure you have noticed that in our sanctuary we do not discriminate, as long as your intentions are good and just.” “This chosen one has a dormant gene, the blood of the first werewolf born, and the genes of the first Lycan, she also carries the blood of gods. The genes run strong in her DNA. Genes that have sat dormant for far too long. She will be bigger, stronger, and faster than any other shifter to roam this realm. She is young Hunji and she needs a protector. A disciple of the moon goddess. Things will come to pass one day, and she will need to be ready. As I have said before – history ha

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.

So, the Power Keep for the Trelinin Protectors would be the treasure of a lifetime,’ Zen filled me in. Fuck. Shit. Damn. There was no doubt in my being when it came to my mad respect for Ziyah. Thirty-seven years being tortured and abused, accepting the punishments without fail just to protect her people’s legacy. “So, you know where Haleen is then?” he asked us after a minute of silence. Dante had his signature cocky smirk and threw his arm over the back of his mate’s chair. “Mhm. She very fucking beautifully interrogated one of the wolves that were working with the Darkies. Fucking hell, man. You should watch her next interrogation. Even Elle was thoroughly fucking impressed,” he said smug

A voice said, it had the same bass as the one that had just killed but it was a lot more authoritative. “That scent…” The blood-soaked vampire thought to itself, the man that had just spoken was a fellow vampire like him but this scent felt familiar. Stepping into the moonlight from the shadows, what came into light was a blonde-haired vampire with crimson-red eyes and a very attractive face. “I know you!” The vampire that killed Ethan blurted out but his calm expression was broken into one of fear.

,I scoff. "I'm sure you think you do. Tell me Jana have they fucked you?",her face flames up. Bingo. "Watch your tone Hannah I don't give any fucks about you or your mate but Lucas and Mitch mean the world to me. I guess they never told you about me",she was pushing buttons already. "I don't need to know shit leave my hospital room now",she scoffs. "I'm here for Lucas and Brent, she looks coldly at me, you'd do better to stay in your lane dog. I'm a high rank vampire and I will run through you",She gloats at this but Hunter growls viciously at her.

Passersby glancing at him would find their eyes irresistibly drawn to the vampire, unable to look away. Walking up the steps leading to the convent's entrance, Ender paused, a frown on his face, as if trying to listen to something indistinct and faraway. Still frowning, he knocked on the wooden door and waited as he looked around, his eyes narrowed. The door opened and just before he stepped over the threshold, his nostrils flared and he inhaled deeply, much like a wild animal that just caught the scent of it's prey.

She found herself walking towards her and embracing the older woman, "I’m really sorry, but I don’t understand. Who in the world is that bastard that’s going to take Alice, and why can’t the biggest organization in the world cannot protect her?" She halted and let go of Clarisse as the realization hit her. There is one thing that hunters are wary of, and it was truly ironic. Hunters regard pureblood vampires as distinct from humans who have been turned into vampires. Turned vampires are like a cheap rip-off of purebloods that are still too powerful for humans to fight with.

Like most rogues, I figured no one ever asked what he would get out of it and only asked what he could do for them. “Whatever it is you think you know, you will never really know what’s going on until it’s too late, and I’m not going to do anything to get you there any faster. So do your worst because I know the alternative would be much worse than anything some weak pathetic human could do.” I just looked at him and chuckled a little bit as I shook my head. I thought hitting that nerve would have at least given me a little leeway but I guess not. Based on his body language and his responses I can tell that first, he’s never dealt with hunters before and doesn’t see that danger that we can p

Addie said. The demon laughed "Well she has some guts now doesn’t she." Rainn pushed Addie behind him and said, “Well, I thought I'd get to explain everything to you before you would see me in my hunter form, but I can't take these guys on like this." Addie watched in amazement as both Rainn and Liam changed into what looked like skeletons shimmering over them, their coats now looked tattered. Rainn had a purple glow around him, but Liams was blue. "Now we are talking", the leader says. “Hunters let me tell you the name of the demon that is finally going to kill you both."