Life Hunter Novels & Stories

“My hunger partially quenched, I began to realize the depth of my situation. I had heard campfire talk of creatures that roamed the night, immortals that survived on human blood. I raged in anger and ran further from the camp. I might not be able to reach Valhalla, but I would not deprive another soldier of his glory. I learned to sleep during the day, hidden away under fallen brush where the scalding sun could not torture me. At night, I would hunt to fill my belly, but the want of human blood was driving me towards madness. “I lost all interest in the war my brethren fought. The only thing I craved was blood. The lack of it drove me to the brink of insanity. As soon as I feasted, I

Mariana explained with a heavy sigh. “A hunter bitch left a trap in the old mall the clan lives in? And you said this was over a month ago? She wouldn’t happen to have been an Egyptian bitch?” I asked, my sister, having my full attention. And given that Khalid was in my space, the call had his too. “Exactly. And Adio scumbag.” Mariana snorted. I want to tell her that Adio hunters aren’t all scum, but Khalid seems to be the only exception. I don’t count his sister. She’s a werewolf hybrid, not a hunter.

Luckily I wasn't far from an Academy where I was able to get stitched up and a blood transfusion. I’m not always the luckiest person, sometimes I get myself into situations that I almost don't make it out of... But that is the life of a Hunter. The life that I chose when I was 12 years old, the life that I had lived ever since. I stepped into the bath, and slowly lowered myself down into the steaming water. I exhaled as I let the hot water wash over me, taking my troubles and tension with it. The water turned a light shade of pink as I rinsed my hair and I realized I had blood in there too, I just couldn't see it.

Irina We took our places on the small stage where we normally had our meals and Hunter turned to look at his people. He waited just a moment for them all to calm down and be quiet before he started. “You all know why we are here. Our Luna has asked me to mark her and you all know how long I’ve wanted to do it, but that I was scared I would lose her when she turned. It has been brought to my attention that the old wives’ tale that humans could die has been hugely exaggerated. It is possible that she could die, but it’s not such a huge possibility as I originally thought.” My usually very articulate Hunter was rambling and, for the first time today, I noticed how incredibly nervous he was. I s

“Our souls don’t break.” “What?” I scoff, “What the hell are you talking about? You have made it quite clear that they do. You have said that too many cracks can tear someone apart, like what almost happened to Neah.” “Hunters,” he sighs. “A Hunter’s soul doesn’t break.” “How is that even possible?” “It’s the way we are born. Maybe it is why I can see souls so well,” he shrugs. I look over at his glass. He has only had a tiny bit of brandy and slowly swills the liquid around the glass.

“In Darkness’s underground city. They were psychics. He told me they were, but not strong enough for his purposes. The bodies were piled up, and I could see half-formed babies, some fully formed, all dead. When those women died, they were lifemates, weren’t they? Lifemates to some of the hunters waiting.” “More than likely. The loss was felt deeply. The souls will be reborn but there is no way of knowing if the hunters can hang on that long. That was part of Darkness’s plan. If he takes the lifemates away, destroys them, more hunters will turn, helping him to create a larger army.” “If they know they’ll be reborn…” “There is no way of knowing when they will be reborn. What century. Where. Th

I feel cynical because I don’t want to get my hopes up only for them to be squandered. “They won’t,” Hunter claims, and steps nearer to the road and starts to wave her hands. “My aspect is image manipulation, or rather, creating illusions. I can make myself look younger as if I were a child. If they are humans, normal, mundane humans, they won’t abandon a teenager and her family down the road with nowhere to go.” “Her what now?” Kiran asked, blinking.

Just then an announcement was made. "All the kids who passed all the three tests come forward." Shama, Rehan, Ansh and two other people walked out of the crowd. Naina signalled best of luck to Shama. Shama smiled at her. Rehan gave her a deathly glare. "Childish" Shama said looking another way. Just then the announcement started, "There is a stone in front of you. You have to touch the stone one by one. The one who is eligible for being the next hire to the vampire clan will be recognised by the stone and that person's power will be awakened. It's the test of your soul."

No repent for the sin he had done. When Luna and Hunter got married. Luna decided to give a chance to their marriage even after Hunter's heartbreaking words she still tried. But every time she tried to be his wife instead of a slave he ends up showing her that she's nothing but his toy. A doll just to fulfill his desire. His desire and lust only for her body.

Hybrid". Callum stuttered. He was more normal than before, still not fully. Stephen smiled a bit. "Hybrid. It's a mixture of Vampire and Werewolf. My Mother was a vampire. Mated to a Wolf. Which is fatal by the way. But she had some supernatural powers so... My Dad.. A pure blood wolf. He was the Alpha of the pack. That made my mom Luna, second in command.