Last One Alive Demon Hunter Novels & Stories

They hadn’t really trained to deal with demons. “Shit, you need to contact Ahnu’shanti. He will be able to give you information on the demons.” Dimitri rattled off a number, then hung up, telling Lucian that he would be in contact soon. He called Ahnu’shanti next to find that the demon wasn’t far away. They asked him to come to the crime scene. The group waited for the demon to show up. Connell had shifted back and dressed again. “I can smell death from here,” Ahnu’shanti said from the shadows. It hadn’t been a clean death for the young werewolf.

I cursed, coughing as I shoved debris away. The house was starting to fill with smoke. Either they wanted to smoke us out or kill us. I don’t know which is it, but I’m fucking pissed. I liked this house, and they’ve ruined it. “Daniela… we need to get out of here.” The Hunter coughed. I could see he was trying to get to me through the smoke. He could have just run. They wanted him a lot less than they wanted me. “Hey, can you hear me, Hunter? Are you still alive?” Daniela called out as his movements seemed sluggish.

If it's our pack, we would have been injured a long while a go but those people seem like they don't even care about us. Even if they don't know who we are, they will sure know that I'm an alpha and Alec a gemma. This is sure going to be a disgrace on the ranger pack. I'm sacrificing this for my sister, who I know would do the same for me. I know that if the demon alpha kill me today, Jessy wouldn't stay without fighting for a revenge. She wouldn't let her famil8death go unavenged. Just as I was thinking, a very well decorated carriage emerged. None need to tell me who was in it. The aura spike it all. The aura changed unlike those that I've been coming. The place felt so strange and hot. I

I just remember screaming— and I cut. Again, and gain, until the Devourer was nothing more than flesh and blood. I didn't fight like a human. I fought like something that had already died once and refused to do it again. When the Devourer finally fell, its body twitching at my feet, the system chimed cheerfully: “Revived players may continue the level.” That was when I decided. I wasn’t surviving anymore. I was hunting. My first prey— Barbara. ---------

"If that's the case, then I will come back tomorrow. And lest I forget, we need to fix a date when we could discuss and finalize the plans to defeat the shape-shifter demon" "I have a lot on my plate at the moment. We could probably do that tomorrow when you come around to see your daughter". I rasped, and without waiting for a response, I rushed past him, only to be stopped when Hunter, one of the private investigators ran in, his eyes brimmed with tears, as he enclosed the space between us falling at my knees. "Speak." I growled, trying to hide the nervousness that's stinging every inch of me. "Liam is dead, the shape-shifter demon killed him. His body was found in a lone corner and his ho

This human became the first Demon Hunter. I put the cap on my pen, being satisfied with my work. Suna was alive and he had somehow found a powerful demon. There was only one way a demon like that would exist. He incarnated. And if there were more, then I had to find them. And put them down. I looked to my caregiver. "The meeting is going well. The last time I checked". "Check again", I ordered. As she left, I lay back on my bed. Something wrong was going to happen.

He stopped in front of me, towering over me as he looked down. "Where is he?" "I. Don't. Know," I spat each word at him, breaking it down since his simple little mind couldn't seem to understand. He gripped my chair and rocked me back to see him better. His tusked teeth were so close to my face, I feared they would scrape my cheek. His breath smelled like meat. "You know something? You were the last one to see him alive." "I told you: I don't know." His golden eyes stared down at me. "Walk me through it. You summoned a demon, destroyed our bar, riled up one of my boys, then go after him. What happened next?"

Even if it killed her, at least she knew it was possible to come back. “I’m sure there are others out there. One of the Vampires on Mila’s list is still at large, but Daunator was the last of the demonics, I guess. Christian went through the portal?” She nodded, and he shook his head. “That guy sure knows how to keep a secret.” “Yes, he does. And I think there’s more to it than either one of us know, at least Cassidy thinks so. But having Daunator out of the picture should give all of us a chance to breathe.”

She giggled "Hunting ground? What are you talking about? Who are you?" He took a deep breath and sighed at her "Danté Exavier Kane..." Her eyes went wide "K– Kane!?" She asked but the blessed silver blade already pierced her shoulder from behind. "Insolent turned one, you thought I'd be your next meal hey?" Danté said standing up, she still sat frozen looking up to him, the sizzle from the silver knife was accompanied by smoke. He turned to her "Congratulations, you where the last vampire on this continent... Doesn't that make you feel a little lonely?"

"Maybe I could talk with your dad when we get back? He might know something." "Yeah, that's an idea," he said, distracted. Hunter moved passed us, stepping closer to Kaylee and the demon. "Hunter, wait-" I started to say, but wasn't sure how to finish the plea. He did pause, tearing his eyes away from the demon to look at me with an expectant gaze. I forced myself to finish, "Just be careful." "Always." Hunter gave me a soft smile before he turned back and stepped oh so slowly up to the demon. Both Kaylee's eyes and the demon's yellow gold turned to look at him. It was then that I saw the blood on Kaylee's hands buried its fur.