Hunters Vs Prey Novels & Stories

He glances at me like he knows I really am not just a newly turned vampire but also a hunter, "What's your deal with hunters?" I ask him trying to sound as feeble, nice , innocent and ignorant as I can, "Nothing just plain hatred they hate us and we do although the hate we have for hunters is way more than the ones we have for wolves but it's according to matthew we can't help it, You know it's kind of hard when there are three different species fighting for power in the food chain, each one is a prey to another just like we are pray to the wolves and hunters they are also prey to us it goes in around like that"

His clothing was similar to One’s only that it was soft violet. “I’d say we have quite the advantage since this is our turf, but of course the enemy wouldn’t be stupid enough to invade without preparing.” “Whatever the case, it won't be too long until the time runs out.” Pawi let out a small sigh. He was getting more and more nervous. “Yeah, this is going to be a long fight. As a Hunter, we’re not used to prolonged fights like wars.” One was no different. As Hunters, usually it was them that did the attacking. Even if they were to get attacked, it would always be by surprise. Waiting for the time to run out while knowing the enemy was in front of you, it made it more and more suspenseful as

“Seriously, Dani?” “What? She needs to learn,” Dani said, her grin widening. Before Lyla could protest, Dani explained the rules. The pack would split into two teams: hunters and prey. The prey would have a head start to hide in the forest, and the hunters would track them down. “You’ll be the prey, of course,” Dani said with a wink. Lyla’s heart raced as she darted through the forest, the distant howls of the hunters sending shivers down her spine. She wasn’t sure how much time she had before they started chasing her, but she knew it wouldn’t be long.

Hunter. She was a hunter! I had developed some kind of insane obsession with a hunter! This time I was sure to find myself in a fate of death. The question, however, was who was she? A friend of theirs? A cousin maybe? I hoped that she was not a close relative of theirs or else this obsession would become a whole lot more complicated. A vampire and hunter having a more than platonic relationship was not only illegal, but suicide.

Their prey were not limited to the wild animals in the forest, meaning that what the participants thought as prey were not bound, which also meant that humans could be hunted as well. Certainly, it was not like they could hunt endlessly. Everyone could only hunt a maximum of two people, and each player had an alarm installed on them. If they pressed the alarm, they indicated their withdrawal from the competition and the rest of the participants could no longer hunt them. If someone did ignore the alarm and forcefully hunt the withdrawn player down, they would be severely penalized by the organizer.

he picked up the gun that was carelessly thrown aside. He already spotted a few of the elk footprints nearby. If he followed it around, he might be able to find a few elks. “Hey, what is the condition of winning?” “The one with the heaviest prey wins.” “Only elks?” “Anything. A few will hunt rabbits and make it up in weight. A few will hunt predators. We have a few brown bears which have migrated around here. It’s dangerous for or young wolves so the one who hunts the predator wins without any reserve of weight,”

I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise. “Let's hunt them down entirely!” This cause everyone to shout this very sentence for much longer than I ever expected. “Grandma...” I eyed Grandma, expected she will stop this commotion of hunting down the whole species. I thought... she said the huntress is exist to justify the wrong! “Isn't it wrong to put into your hand the life and death of someone?” This cause my heart to felt dread. I don't even understand what this Lycan is all about, but I only know Grandma is despise this species as if they are suppose not to exist!

They all had red paint smeared across their cheeks, while strips of silver cloth were tied around the wrists of several children farther back in the distance. Recognition of what they were doing came to me immediately. This was Pack and Prey, one of the oldest games among the pups. A quarter of the players became the “pack,” while the rest were prey trying to reach a designated safe house without being caught. Any prey captured joined the pack to hunt their former colleagues afterward, until eventually only one or two remained. Luke and the children with him were clearly prey. “Mama!” Luke called happily. The other children straightened at once when they noticed me properly. They gave small

And then, without warning, he raised his weapon, readying himself for the encounter. I made my move, bursting from my concealed position. The hunter's eyes widened as he met my fierce gaze, his determination fueling my own. And then, we clashed. Our savage dance intertwined through the forest a blur of agility, strength, and primal instincts. The hunter's silver bullets whistled through the air, a metallic resonance reverberating around us. Despite the searing pain of their impact, my resolve remained unyielding. I lunged and dodged, delivering ferocious swipes and thrashing bites as we engaged in a relentless, deadly duel.

"No? But you're not human?" "No. I'm not human." His entire attention is on me. "Nature needs a balance to create harmony within it, you studied it in school. Lions and deer, plants and pests, predators and prey are needed to balance nature. This world also needs a balancer, and in it, humans have the position as prey." He pauses for a moment, giving me a chance to digest what he just said, then continues, "While the predators are..." "You." I answer with a choked voice. The heartbeat monitor beside me speeds up, filling the silence between us. The fine hairs on my nape stand as I remember the shrieks from the night when I first met Greg. He was killing his prey. And I was almost the next on