Hunters Of Justice Fanfic Novels & Stories

Alpha Xynathius read it just for show and eyed his advisor to write the verdict. “After listening to both sides, I have reached the conclusion that hunter Harold didn’t kill Scott brothers. The Hunter’s team was there to protect the Zellburry Pack from rogues, who are the possible murderers of the Alpha’s family. Hunters are free of charge.” Walter didn’t pay any attention to the Royal protocol and cheered for our victory, he rushed towards my side and hugged me happily. I punched his back playfully and glanced at Zuriel, who was mimicking a storm of raging fire.

Damon chipped in. "I thought that was Tristan?" Hunter demanded. "No, it rotates, fool. It could still fall on you tonight," Damon explained to Hunter who nodded his head in understanding before turning towards Auden and I again as he made to continue his story about the chick he met days ago. "So, we actually fucked..." Hunter continued, but Damon cut in again. "We already figured this part out, just give up the remaining juicy details, if there's even one." "The fuck, man? Stop stealing my thunder," Hunter whined while Damon chuckled before nodding his head and raising his damn bottle of wine again then saying, "Sure, kid."

Maybe she's looking for me? I'm not sure what a hunter is but Addie is my hope for rescue. If Rainn is the guy from the bar, then she's with the other gorgeous male that made my heartbeat. I now have a way to drown out all the pain and suffering and this will be my new happy place. "I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council.

My voice cracked, anger and fear mixing, as I pounded on the door. Silence... The panic started crawling up my spine, the kind that makes your teeth chatter and your knees weak. He wasn’t answering. Lin and Hannah seemed to suddenly want a nap, their bodies slumped against the walls, a smile on their faces. My mind raced... What the hell was happening? * The second he closed the door behind the girls, the God of Justice let out a sigh of relief. It had been a serious pain in the ass to drag those two human girls along with them. Hell, if it hadn’t been for his Muse, he would have left them behind to die…

“I don’t.” I pressed my fingers into my eyes to calm my frustration. “Do you want to be my mate, Scarlett?” “Yes.” I pulled my fingers away from my face to look at her again. I stared into her eyes as my heart swelled with happiness. I opened my mouth to respond when her name was called from behind her. My head snapped up as Justin and Jason came running toward us, brandishing their certificates. I uttered a growl that had Justin freezing in his tracks while Jason kept moving toward us. Godric pushed forward, and I let him have control instantly. He glared at the boy before shifting and tackling him. He pinned the screaming boy under him, growling aggressively. He put his paw on his chest, p

I dropped the hunter who was limp in my hands and darted over as quickly as I could. My hand reached the gun as I pushed it upward the moment he fired, sending the bullet into the sky above us. With it still in his grasp and mine, I smacked it against his face, knocking him to the ground as two of the hunters holding Kiko ran over to me. Their foolish error, it was only too easy for Kiko now, with only two hunters left holding her arms for her to fight them off. She grabbed their wrists and flung them in towards her, crashing the hunter’s bodies into one another as I slashed the other men across their chests.

Why had they stopped? A figure walked from the center of the hunters, a red cloak blowing behind it. Something glinted in the moonlight as it approached. Whoever it was, was small and petite. A gust of wind ripped the hood from its head and pale hair spilled out. "The Huntress," Rashida hissed, the venom in her voice causing the pack to wince. "No mercy, whatever it takes. We will wipe them from this place. Now!" She howled a blood-curdling shriek. The pack joined, their voices intertwining to create one eerie low that echoed through the night.

The future was stone, solid and real beneath my feet. A week later, I saw the final news report. I read it twice. Then I raised my hand and gave it a single upward claw. Justice is a patient hunter. It always catches its prey.

Aleah froze, her breath catching as fear coursed through her. "Jonathan, what are you doing?" Aleah asked, her voice trembling. "This is the only way. Once he’s gone, you’ll be mine," Jonathan said coldly, his grip tightening on the weapon. Hunter’s lips curled into a smirk, his confidence unshaken. "Do you really think you can scare me with that?" he said, his tone sharp and defiant. "Keep dreaming." In a blur, Hunter lunged at Jonathan, knocking the gun from his hands. It flew to the ground, out of reach.

Hunter chose not to enter, making sure not to lose anything important locked away in his own mind. The memories he held—fragile as they were—needed to stay intact until this nightmare was over. As Jade worked her magic, carefully erasing the painful memories from the townsfolk’s minds, the Sheriff stood by the fire with Hunter, his face marked with concern. His thoughts drifted to Luna, and he turned toward Hunter, who sat by the campfire near the edge of the woods. The fire crackled, casting flickering shadows across Hunter's face as he poked at the flames with a stick, clearly frustrated.