Hunter Wittebane Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Relax, Mister Penn. We're from Lantech. We've come here to discuss a collaboration with you." Two men in suits walked in. The man in the front placed his briefcase on the table. Wilbur asked, "Lantech? The same Lantech whose building caught fire last time?" "That's right." One of the guys in suit smiled and opened his briefcase. He took out a document and placed it on the table. He extended his hand and said, "Hi, Mister Penn, I'm Witter. This is my partner, Andre."

Andrius took out a list and said calmly, “If the sanctions on the Conerys aren’t lifted by tomorrow, I’ll completely destroy the Hewitts. Think carefully.” Then, Andrius turned and left. The list fluttered down with the wind. Deacon hugged it like a starving dog, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He hurriedly said to Andrius’s departing figure, “Of course, of course!” In the Southern Warzone headquarters, the Southern Warzone Master, Dax Wimbleton, had just returned to his residence after a military drill in the southern wasteland. He was prepared to have a good night’s sleep.

He tried and failed to sound modest. "The ability to snap the rogue's neck in less than three seconds?" Max deadpanned. "Give me five. Not quite up to your lofty standards but still pretty good." "Ok, boys, we are not getting into a 'who can snap someone's neck faster' contest. Remember how the last one ended?" Poor Jonas had to replace a vase and three glasses. Both men smirked, obviously remembering the occasion differently. Wolves. "If you really want to go, Maggie-May, then I'll happily go with you. Like you said, I don't think Zack would try anything in a room full of humans." I left Max to hug Nate.

AVA’s POV I shook my head and pinched myself hard on the cheeks. Am I dreaming? Is my mate really a half-witch? Well, kind of like a sorcerer because women are called witches. But what the hell? How? “Incredible,” the white-haired sorcerer whispered in disbelief as he stared curiously at Hunter. “You will not touch her,” he warned and growled menacingly. The sorcerer, who I believe is named Zane, tilted his head and looked rather cold and furious. The sparkle in his eyes that hinted his curiosity was no longer there.

A thing he notices that the kid does whenever he's out of words or embarrass maybe even both. "Ugh, yeah... You know trying to check if I can skate?" The kid is not so sure. He bites his lower lip before looking up to meet the darkest green pair of orbs. "Ugh hehe...Hi!?" He asks. He blushes and looks away. He felt so embarrassed because he was caught red handed by the guy who let him hitch. "Skate, such a pathetic excuse"Damian commented making the kid flinch and his smirk wider. The kid pouts and sits beside him.

A high-pitched whine escaped its throat, and Heratte’s smirk vanished. Her eyes narrowed. Straightening, she stalked forward, gaze locking onto the source of the disturbance. A blade was buried deep in the creature’s chest, a red light blinking ominously at its hilt. Tick. Tick. Tick. Heratte’s stomach twisted. Realization hit— “Fuck—” She barely stepped back before— BOOM. A deafening explosion erupted, tearing the beast apart in a gruesome detonation. Its limbs shot in all directions, blackened blood raining down like sludge.

I replied, recalling what I read. "In what situation should you use each method?" He asked. "The wolfsbane dart should only be used when the hunter is in hiding, and the hunter wants to weaken the wolf or slow down the wolf before they attack. If the wolfsbane is highly concentrated, it can kill the wolf." I replied. "Advantages and disadvantages of Wolfsbane?" he asked.

Damien whispered to Ni-Ko, pointing. "Makai, stay here, Ni-Ko you come in from the right, I'm going to go poke the hornets nest." Damien snuck over to the stream, there was a tall tree to provide shade and a nice place to come, but the scent of blood was tainting the serenity of it. "Hello, Royal." a voice came from above him, jumping out of the shade of the tree, as Hyunjin hit the ground hard. "Nice try, Rogue. I'm quicker than your average wolf." Damien easily dodged the attack.

The blonde haired boy spoke, the other boy remained silent as if he were in some kind of trans, he just sat there starring at Grace. "I'm Hanna." Hanna chirped up. Grace picked up her uncle's cup and took a sip. It was awful. She passed it to Hanna after making a face. Hanna smirked and took a sip. It was a mistake she ended up having a coughing fit the taste was that bad. Daniel smirked. "Awh what's the matter girls? You don't like whisky?" He chuckled to himself. The sound of his voice appeared to snap the other boy out of his thoughts. "This is Bentley." Daniel nudged him slightly.

They flapped their wings quickly and left. "Damit! You're an idiot! The leader just said that and really didn't want us to go back. If you leave now, you will have to bear the consequences later.” Nolan was really out of patience with this Windy friend. Windy is somewhat better than Nolan in terms of speed and strength, but in terms of intelligence and sensitivity, Windy is utterly inferior to Nolan. “What is our mission when we leave the clan?” Nolan asked Windy being scolded was also a bit humiliating, but it is true that until now, he still did not understand Nolan's intentions.