Hunters Quotes Funny Novels & Stories

That familiar laugh I just heard earlier. They are here. "Hey, bro. What are you thinking about?" My mind went back to reality when Hunter poked me. "Are you still thinking about it? I told you, don't act like you know something. Just be normal, okay? For now, let's just enjoy ourselves here, look at those ladies there. You can pick some of them to date," he said and laughed. I know he is just joking about the girls since we don't want to bother other agents for fun.

Hunter remarks. "Is that so?" I ask, surprised. "Yes. You've already lasted far longer than any of my other toys have. Not only that but for reasons unbeknownst to me, I find myself coming to you to see what sort of carrot you feel you can dangle in front of me. Do you believe me to be a donkey? An animal so stupid to go after a carrot dangling in front of me?" He asks, a dark undertone laced through his words.

He sang loudly as he put whatever he was carrying on the floor with a loud thud. I rolled over to the end of the bed and stood up from my everlasting eternal love and went outside my room, where James was smiling broadly like a Cheshire cat, only scarier. With that too cheerful eyes and mouth stretched so wide. Like literally ear to ear. "Where's the spirit bitch, bought you new sneakers." He sang again, wanting me to be interested. I glared at him, "I just finished my fucking homework you twat and you ask where my spirit is? Well, it crawled up my ass and died."

“Oh, good. You’re familiar with his tail.” “Was that an awful pun? You’re not a dad, are you? That sounded like a dad joke.” “Nope, not a dad. Not yet anyway. Maybe I’ll do that in my next century, if I ever find the right girl.” He had me curious again, and even though he had just warned me not to be, I had to ask. “I guess this Hunter that shot you wasn’t the right one, then? So… why aren’t you seeing anyone now?”

"Hunter told me that I'm from a small country in Europe called Askada. Since Hannah's intelligence is similar to that of a carrot eating rabbit, she won't know where to pin Askada on a world's map." There. I said it. Just like Hunter told me, but somehow Hannah didn't seem happy to hear it. The patty slid from between the bread and hit the tray. "Did he just call me dumb?" She asked. I shook my head. "Just a carrot eating rabbit." I corrected her. If Hunter called her dumb, I hadn't heard him. "I like rabbits. I saw one on Animal Planet." "I'll kill him." She was furious. "No! Please, don't kill Hunter. I really like him."

Now I know 😅 Me: Don't laugh. She's very bothered about it as it is. Hunter: Don't worry too much. I have seen them together, I know they're the real deal. You'll see this break will bring them closer 😁 Me: If my psychologist can boldly say that while grinning, then I'll believe it too 😏. Hunter: 🙄😒 I laughed before I remembered Cynthia's threat and clamped a hand on my mouth. Hunter: Are you still with the phone because I am sure you laughed out 😂

Did he have a leader supporting him? “Being a Silver Wolf is very amazing then. I’m so jealous.” Ralph said, sarcastically, but I bet he actually was. I clapped my hands and the hunters began leaving. It was late at night already and I needed a bit of rest. I began heading back to my room. “What was the lead hunter saying that were crazy though?” I overheard Ralph asking a hunter. “Not everything was crazy but they aren’t reliable.” The hunter sighed. I stopped moving and watched them.

“These wolves are hungry, and tonight, the hunter becomes the hunted.” He moved in slow circles, and I clenched my jaw, refusing to look away. “And now what?” I asked, my lips curling into a bitter smirk. “You finally get your revenge after all these years? And then what?” I tilted my head, mockery dripping from my words. “It all ends tonight, doesn’t it? Nearly two decades, and it ends here.”

He spat on the body and kicked it hard in the ribs, the dull sound echoing through the clearing. “Easy,” another hunter said with a low chuckle as he walked up beside him, a gun resting loosely in his hands. “You do not want its blood splashing all over your boots. That shit does not come out easy.” His eyes swept the trees as he spoke, alert despite the joke. “Stay sharp. We do not know how many of them are still crawling around out there.”

“Imagine a young bear cub hunting in the woods. Hunting season had just opened, and this cub was starving. So the cub goes hunting and finds a deer drinking in a small pond. He is about to pounce on the deer when BAM, an arrow sinks into the tree beside his head. The hunter aims again, but a huge wolf comes out of nowhere, taking the hunter down to the ground. I swear to you that hunter shit his pants.” Quinn rolled his eyes and then looked at Willow. He could tell that she was laughing at the way Hector had told the story.