Hunter Prey Novels & Stories

They trained harder than ever, honing their skills and strategies to face the upcoming challenge. In the heart of the woods, the soft rustling of leaves and the distant calls of birds created a serene atmosphere. Daniel, a skilled hunter of the pack, moved with stealth and precision, his senses attuned to the slightest movement. His keen eyes spotted a deer grazing peacefully nearby, and with a swift movement, he pounced and caught the animal.

“Yeah, to make them think you’re going to comply with their demands. I brought you so we could find out what we need from the kidnappers, buy time to update the authorities and let them get a plan together to take these guys down. Which we’ve done. Now we’ll get close enough so I can verify we’ve got the right place, but not close enough for them to see you. Because you’re bait, not a sacrificial goat. Big difference.” Hunter’s instincts were already buzzing, telling him they were being watched. He kept their route erratic to make them a more difficult target, zig- zagging along the streets. He could feel the eyes on them, people staring from windows or alleyways as they passed. Any one of t

His voice sounds increasingly angry with each word . " Which part ? " I scoff . " All of it . I could never kill Diana even if someone took my soul and replaced it with a hunter's ! " He hits back with rage . Hunters are said to be humans with above average abilities , their only aim is to rid the world of supernatural species , more often than not , they tend to go for werewolves and vampires the most . They usually leave seers , witches and related species alone . His statement didn't make sense in the least.

To be successful on a hunt, you have to study your prey, remain hidden and wait for the right time to attack. The cover of the night was the right time to attack but it wasn’t good to mindlessly attack. You have to wait until the prey was extremely comfortable before you made a move.

As if knowing my attention was on him, he said silently, "This is the last time you lie to me." Swallowing, I shifted my gaze to the window. Moments dragged by before I rested my forehead on the pane, looking at the thick forests we drove past. Why did he even care anyway? I would have gotten even worse wounds from the torture he would've had his men inflict on me. Through the review mirror, I caught sight of the long line of cars behind us. The Hunt usually spanned a period of just two days. Two days of violently hunting down wild games. The Hunt was a largely anticipated event and I failed to see how something so dangerous could be looked forward to. And not to mention, they'd be killing i

Heir-Hunters were Crown weapons bred for one purpose only, to find and kill any pup born outside the bloodline rules and right now his entire focus was locked on my stomach. He lunged straight at me and the last thing I saw was Kael roaring my name as the monster closed the distance.

"Breathing is essential. You are not thinking about how to move; you are moving with your breath. Every inhalation and exhalation must be the hunter's silent warning to the prey." "Anger is hot. It evaporates your scent and exposes your location. Hunting must be cold, calm like winter ice, completely unlike the wide, passionate movements of a fighting gym." "The most dangerous hunter is not the fastest, but surely the most silent. Patience is not waiting; patience is the art of controlling time."

He sighs heavily, resigning himself, and starts eating again. “So, here’s how it goes,” I begin, my voice flat, devoid of emotion, because that’s how you have to approach it. “The prey are dressed in specific outfits, and they’re released with a five-minute head start to hide. After those five minutes are up, the hunters begin searching. The rules are simple: the hunters don’t have to kill the prey. They can just torment and torture them. But even if the prey survives being found once, it doesn’t mean they’ll live. If they’re found again, it could mean death.”

“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.

She and the baby now felt safe in his arms so they slept without a care in the world, not worrying about the world. But Hunter had other plans in his mind when he dropped his mate in the car. He released a loud whistle in the forest, the sound echoing in the quiet air for a while. Soon, a group of savage wolves emerged from the trees approaching him at a slow steady pace until they were right in front of him. He threw a certain cloth on the ground, watching them adopt a submissive stance in front of him before he ordered them, “Go and track down the man with this scent. I want you to bring me his body, dead or alive.”