Merlin Troll Hunters Novels & Stories

she whispered and Murdok simply nodded in confirmation but did not speak. Mina’s glowing ball of energy stayed between her family and the floating flits and Destiny giggled, “you don't have to be afraid, they won't hurt you,” she said looking at Mason, and he nodded, stepping slightly away from the protective cluster of his family and a little closer to the bronze orange haired girl across the table. Mina hummed in dismissal and Destiny scowled at her, “Murdok you keep that troll locked up in this mountain far too much, she has no idea the dangers she lives with, so I can't imagine she would know of the more serious ones outside it,” Mina smirked and pursed her lips, “allow me your first les

We needed the hunters investigating the rogues so we could reinforce our borders and find out where this supposed rogue king was and what he wanted. “There was more than one,” I murmured but even to me, it was a weak excuse. Derrick waved his hand. “Yeah, yeah. How did two get the jump on you? Why didn’t you smell them a mile away?” I shrugged. That was what was pissing me off so much. Morpheus snarled in my brain and I knew he was just as angry. “You know why,” Morpheus said to me.

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

I shouted through the mind link. “They’re everywhere!” Bryan snarled. “Where the hell are they coming from?” “They’re Melanie’s new pets,” Hardin growled. “Experimented monsters, half rogues and half demons.” Another hunter lunged at me with a flaming blade. I ducked, rolled, and slammed into him, breaking his ribs with one hit. The blade fell, cutting into the ground where I had just been. Bryan’s wolf howled, a sound that shook the forest. His fangs found another throat, and he tore it apart with a satisfying crack.

Chyne’s POV This dumbfuck of a hunter is starting to get on my last nerve.” Stop avoiding my question.” I tell him through gritted teeth but if I’m being honest I’m starting to lose interest really quick in this guy. Such a loser killed my friend and there’s not much I can do about it besides what I am now. Demons are hard to kill and to truly make sure they are dead u need holy fire from the all mighty’s throne room. To build your castle around the holy fire its just simply evil and cruel and screams power hungry. But I guess in a way works out. You wouldn’t want anyone just walking around with something that can kill you.

She’d been through enough and what she needed was rest, not probing from a stranger or interrogative questions coming from a man she didn’t even know. Men did this to her. Fingers reached around the loaded double barrel, sitting beside the couch. I huffed in silent fury... issuing a silent promise as I gripped my gun. So, there were werewolves… people that shifted out in the thick of the forest. Is that what I was only now realizing? Were there unicorns too? I snickered stupidly to myself. My thoughts trailed back to her eyes. Those startling lilac eyes. I pictured her face as sleep took hold. An odd sensation rumbled in my chest, a warmth I hadn't felt in a long time.

Three long and deep scratches on his chest down to his abdomen. “We need to take him to headquarters. Hugo..” said Cael. Suddenly, everyone disappeared in front of Josh. They left him at the old subdivision and stared at the defeated wolves lying on the ground. “As time goes on, hunters get stronger. He is right. The hunters can help catch Samael.” said Josh. Josh grabbed the matches and piled flammable objects on the bodies of the two werewolves, then set them on fire. He watched it until it exploded and burned.

He must have mind linked Erin and Lacie too, as they do the same. “What’s going on? I thought we were staying here.” Tilly says, pouting. “Hunters,” Rylee informs her. “Hunters?” Tilly asks, shocked. “Ones that have made several kills recently. I can smell the different blood types.” “So. There are hunters all over this country,” Erin asks. “You’re so dumb sometimes,” Tilly answers her. “Hunters have attacked a pack recently. These hunters have made a fresh kill. There’s a chance they are the same ones that attacked the Fairhaven Pack.” Tilly tells her sister.

Watching expectantly, they awaited her response in silence. “The Crown,” Said Wren, her breathing still interrupting the fluidity of her speech, “they sent Hunters.” All glancing towards Tilla now at the mention of this particular division of knights, they were aware that their presence within Strathmede could not come as good news to her. The Hunters, specifically equipped to track and apprehend magical beings, had become renowned for their coldhearted methodologies. This group, not one that Tilla had ever had the occasion to cross paths with before, nor had she ever wished to, the edges of her lips turned downward. The grim expression noted by Merda, she drew the child in her arms close to

A warm trickle of blood oozed from one nostril as she entered the cabin and kicked the door shut before collapsing onto the floor. Somewhere deep in the woods, not far from the cabin, three cloaked figures, stood watching, their eyes fixed on Merlin as she effortlessly defeated the spelled werewolves. They didn't flinch nor bat an eyelid when the werewolves' damaged bodies landed unceremoniously on the ground before them. They continued watching as Merlin disappeared into the cabin before the tallest of the three figures, lowered his hood, revealing eyes that burned like hot coals.