Hunters Vs Prey Novels & Stories

They turned men and women insane with violent exposure and ingrained belief their gods wanted this, and soon the entire race began to plunder any who stood in their way, be they immortal or not. The Hunters were a different breed altogether and could kill without emotion. Unaffected by what they did, unlike their kin and calculated in doing so. They were machines built for a purpose and did not seem to be affected by carrying out that destiny. Even while Aztecs fell to invading armies, the Hunters were indestructible and ploughed on still with their preprogramed purpose.

Big time. The first trap was sprung. A large tree trunk went flying, triggered by a hidden mechanism on the forest floor. Screams filled the air, and I heard the distinct sounds of bodies flying into the air. Unlike shifters, these hunters didn’t possess the ability to heal themselves quickly. I was sure that some of them had maybe even died. Good, that lessened their numbers, but unfortunately, they would also be on their guard as they continued towards us. The warriors shifted, standing at the ready, several dispersing to surround the territory. No matter what, everybody was prepared to fight. “One trap down,” I murmured, glancing at Hades, who merely nodded, his jaw clenched tight.

“You’ve mentioned hunters before. Who or what are they?” Bash took one more look at the painting before returning to Gaia’s side. “Hunters do just what their name suggests, they hunt vampires. And not just the bad ones. They don’t see the difference between a vampire that lives in peace, and those that chase and murder for sport. The council will track down vampires that are causing problems. They learned early on, that it’s better to live in harmony with humans than to use our power to dominate them. After all, there are more of you than there are of us.” “Does that mean you’re in danger?” Gaia frowned. She didn’t know Bash could be in danger. She thought all that talk was to dissuade her f

Their mates called the Female Delta. Hunter: Hunters are the one who hunts for food. In real life organization, Hunters may be the one who plans over the meals in some events. Hunters will only hunt in Alpha's command along with Beta's and Delta's. Hunters are the ones who are skilled at tracking (search for scents).

To give her an advantage, I didn't bother to watch her walk in the direction she chose. The sound of a twig breaking catches my attention, but I pay her no mind. If this is Allison and not some forest animal, she'll know I have noticed her. We're playing a game here, and for now, I'm going to pretend I don't know anything about hunting. I'll let her think that she's the predator and I'm her prey which probably doesn't suspect anything in her opinion. I've noticed that basically everyone- humans, shifters, and animals have one thing in common. They all prefer to attack unsuspecting victims to avoid the possibility of anyone fighting back. It makes sense, too, because it's easier to slit someo

rather than learned civilized behaviour. Primal prey is generally the role taken by the submissive personality. Prey wants to be hunted, chased and overpowered. This allows the submissive to fully submit in a very physical and adrenaline-pumping way, but only after the dominant has proven their strength, power and control over them. Primal predators or hunters, on the other hand, live for the chase- the hunt. They want to overpower and devour their prey. This allows the dominant to explore the rawest and unfiltered aspects of their dominance to defeat their partner physically and mentally. Do you understand the difference between primal and regular dominance yet, darling? Dang, I almost for

I explained. “What kind of dangers?” he questioned. “Rogues and hunters. Rogues are werewolves that went insane. They’ve lost all of their humanity and gained bloodlust for other wolves. While hunters are humans that know of our existence and seek to wipe us away from the face of the earth entirely” I sighed looking down. “Which is worst?” he asked. “Hunters. They can hide in plain sight and cause more pain” I murmured and stopped walking. “Bunnie, are you okay? I’m sorry if I did or said something wrong” he spoke looking at me with worry.

"I am sure you know that we are not the only ones out there. There are other supernaturals, like vampires, wolves and witches. We also have the deadly hunters and, unfortunately, we've been in a feud with them for generations." "I know that. It was written in the book I read at the library." Eden replied. I nodded my head in response, "Eden, this dispute between the supernaturals and the hunters is not something small. It's a battle that has been raging on for generations," I explained, my voice growing more intense. "The hunters are strong, and they have an advantage that we don't." Eden's eyes widened in alarm, and she asked, "What advantage do they have? Tell me, Dorian."

The war between the hunters and the wolves erupted with a heated intensity. The hunters, armed with high-tech weapons and relentless aggression, pushed forward, trying to breach the wolves' defenses. The wolves, however, were prepared, their powerful forms moving swiftly through the trees, coordinating their attacks with precision and strength. The battle raged, with the wolves expertly using the terrain to their advantage, knocking down hunters as they tried to break through. A sharp cry echoed through the forest, marking the first casualty as a hunter was felled by a well-aimed wolf.

I could sense the fear in Canto because he knew I could pull up a move any moment from now. However, I didn't do what he was thinking. “You're right Canto, you win. I guess I have always underestimated you.” At that moment, I tapped on my watch, giving the signal, and it didn't take a minute for my men to swarm in. Canto’s men were unaware of the attack, and before they could prepare, bullets already filled the place. Most of them dropped dead, the others already disarmed,and I stood up, facing him. I knew there was already a lot involved.