Hunter Toh Novels & Stories

"What about your husband that needs to be kept confidential? "My father asks. "By coincidence, he worked for Jonathan for a long time... And before him, for his father, Jon Maxwell. Hunter fled Turkey for being one of the children who were kidnapped a long time ago, and even though he was a witness to much of what happened, he is an accomplice. One of his parents is American, we don't know which one, but I think they are still alive, considering that Jonathan's men used this information for an ambush... Maybe Jonathan talks too much when he's arrested... You have to make sure you can avoid this.”

Hunter told Ludo avoiding her eye contact. “Didn’t you leave him dead in the car?” “I went back for the body,” Hunter’s eyes were on Mr. Hamuumbu. “Enough with the questions, I’ll deal with you later. I want to sort out this bastard.” Mr. Hamuumbu clapped. “Wow, Hunter! you’re the man. I knew I didn’t have to underestimate you. You know I got tired watching everyone messing up.” He said “Was that the reason you killed him?” Ludo pointed at Ethan’s body.

“It might be too much for you but you can suck all you like.” “I would, but I already ate,” Hunter said as she pressed the small tubular taser against his abdomen and watched as his body jerked. It wasn’t enough to put him on his ass but it was all Hunter needed. “Motherfucker! Who the fuck do you think you are! Sucking your cock? I’ll show you who’s cock to suck!”

Hunter shouted. “Here,” a familiar voice answered back. Hunter walked closer and found It was Chovu Junior. He knelt before him and could see he was hurt. He had been badly burnt. “Come on stand up!” Hunter tried to lift him up. “Who are you?” “Hunter, Walu’s friend.” “No No No, go and save Walu,” Chovu junior pushed Hunter. “He’s in the next room, let me check on my parents.” “What happened here?”

She gasps with her eyes open looking for the enemy in depression. "Aham," Mr. Hogger applauds himself when he sees The Hunter and his men running towards the scene. "Didn't their parents teach them not to steal someone else's food," he pulls out a minigun, stands up, and puts a cigar in his mouth.

Not even Hunter has dared trespass. Taking a cup of coffee from the coffee maker, I prepare a couple cups and think about what I’m going to say to Stryker. Hunter walks in minutes later. He’s wearing his usual band shirt and grunge jeans over his slender form. Hunter is in his early twenties. He’s also one of the best tech hackers in the world. I found him working at a Pep Boys several years ago fixing computers for extra cash while doing illegal side hacking. I had done some background work on him before I brought him into the fold. He has been an invaluable asset since. He lived in the garage for a couple of years before he fell in love. He and his girlfriend, Maleah, are sickeningly perfe

She wanted to talk but as it stood, she didn't know what would happen to her job which she had almost just sabotaged with her temper. ***** Hunter arrived at the village around 7:30pm. He was exhausted and needed some water. He asked for it as soon as he saw the first hut. He drank the water briskly and left. He didn't want any attention to be drawn to him. He had been in this village before with Walutanga. They had visited some two years ago but Hunter didn't reach the Chief's house though He knew where it was. He found his way but reaching there, the place was dead silent.

*** Abraham Van Helsing, the Dutch vampire hunter, had once had an apprentice whom he admired and held in high regard, long before he even considered the holy order as a potential calling. Helsing betrayed his apprentice and thought he had disposed of him. However, the tales surrounding this event were shrouded in insufficient recounting and relied solely on rumors. Higgins, renowned for his extraordinary ability to communicate with the dead, was known as the Necromancer Hunter. His expertise lay in influencing the living through the use of the deceased as conduits. His discarded body had washed up on the shores of a massive island housing several packs of werewolves, one of which belonged t

“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.

He said and Amelia smiled bitterly “This entire forest will be your home and hidden from the rest of the world. When your offspring become seven years of age bring them to my temple to receive my blessings.” Lariempi added before fading away like he never appeared. And with that Amelia became the first Hunter while Lariempi was thereafter known as the Hunter god, up till this very day several Hunters go about killing monsters and supernatural creatures, protecting Human kind from within the shadows. ”