Hunters Of Dune Novels & Stories

“Wind’s wrong. They’ll smell us before they see us.” “Then we use it,” I said. “Let them smell victory.” I stepped into the open, coat plastered to my legs, hair dripping into my eyes. My voice carried, low but clear: “Finch! You wanted proof!” The echo came back twisted, warped by the warehouse belly. For a heartbeat, there was only rain on tin. Then the hunters came. They didn’t shout. They moved like a machine with twelve legs, visors glowing faint green, rifles tight to shoulders. The first bullet cracked past my ear and took a chunk of wall behind me.

Helena shouted, her voice cutting through the explosions. Malachi and Richard had barricaded themselves inside the stone building, surrounded by mercenaries using ballistic shields and rifles loaded with wolfsbane ammunition. Silas and Jax led the frontal charge, lupine bodies colliding against metal with a deafening crash. Dante leapt over a burning vehicle, landing among three hunters. His movements were a blur of lethality; he didn’t just disarm them—he eliminated them with the efficiency of a predator who had nothing left to lose.

Whoever did it had been merciless. People began whispering that the dungeon boss was sending a warning. I kept my head down. Victor had told me to sleep in his room the night before, but he never came back all night. I didn't tell anyone. After all, someone had just been killed, and everyone was on edge. One veteran even pulled out a rare item called the Specter Scanner, which could detect monsters. My heart nearly stopped. I might look human, but underneath, I was still a monster.

It was just their weapons, their damned bullets and arrows that made our victory or defeat so damn unpredictable. I could see Zekan and Kyan fighting alongside each other as they ran through groups of hunters simultaneously throwing them into the air or hitting them hard enough to kill them with one blow. Not seeing either of them injured I took down any hunters trying to aim for our humans. They would try to bring out their daggers and get close enough to kill the mayor and the others, but with them behind me, I slowed the hunters down enough for the humans to kill them with their own guns with Roman joining me and helping me to protect as many of them as we could as we stood in front of th

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."

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

“ I found out a few things that are a bit odd and concerning. It turns out the pack they are registering is called Ash Wood and has many supernaturals not just Werewolves. They also have many Spell-casters, Vampires and even have Hunters in their so called pack!” I jumped up from my chair in a rage, “What? Not only do they not care one bit about letting other supernaturals join them! They even have the fucking audacity to let in Hunters? Those Jerk-Offs are nothing but self righteous murderers! Any supernatural who considers any of their ilk a friend is simply a traitor!” When I had only been two years old my mother had been brutally killed by Hunters from The Order of Orion. It was thanks t

“All these years and I thought you were ready to be announced to the counsel. They were interested in you Evangeline but now, I don’t know if you are ready.” I sighed. We’d been playing this game for the entire week. I knew what he wanted. I’d given in, which was worse than hesitating. I ground my teeth together and pulled myself up to my feet. I swayed for a moment as vertigo hit and fresh pain tore through my body. I was pretty sure he’d broken several ribs and maybe even ruptured my spleen. My eyes flicked toward the table where the healing elixir sat. It would fix my body…a hunter’s secret weapon. How else would hunters have survived all these millennia? We needed magic to heal our bodie

Will signaled for the guard to open the door. *** Many interviews later, the plot of the hunters was becoming clearer, between the many trafficked humans were a few highly skilled hunters who were tasked with killing high ranking pack members and if it hadn’t been for the lack of true emotion in tier eyes when they fed their sob story, Will would never have discovered their true nature. “There’s no end to this fight is there?” Ethan stared out the palace window, watching the guards pace across the clearing to the vast wall Will had erected when they first took residence in the Palace as Will recounted his findings.

The beta said, neatly placing the daggers and blades on the table. "Hunters….." Evelyn muttered, the word rolling out of her tongue leaving a bitter taste. "Who's hunters?" Rain asked before flopping down on one of the chairs. "Hunters are humans or sometimes other supernatural beings like us, " Scarlett started, "Humans were the first ones known as hunters. They used to hunt us and other supernatural beings like us because they were afraid of our power but that changed long ago. Now, hunters include humans, vampires, and even werewolves. They're a group of people who kill and attack people when they are offered money for the job." Scarlett heaved a sigh. "Hunter attacks are surprising which