Micro Hunter Novels & Stories

Every time a horrifying voice was made she would hug Ansh tightly. “It’s so scary.” Chandrika said while wrapping her hands around Ansh’s arms. Shama breathed deeply making herself calm down but her hand was itching heavily. She wanted to beat the shit out of that girl named Chandrika and Ansh. Ansh was giving no reaction to her. Shama angrily swung her legs towards one of the prop tiger. The head of the tiger broke and came swinging towards Ansh and Chandrika. “Ouch, what the…” Ansh stopped saying anything as his eyes fell on a shining thing in the mouth of the prop tiger. He bent down and picked it up.

We are closing in. How many? 4 Rogues but I sense another presence His next words making my eyes to widen. I sense a hunter your Majesty Fuc*! Surround them. I am coming! I mindlink Jason and tell him to report. We were leaving. There is a hunter and there are chances he can be the one finding the prophesied one. These hunters are searching for rejected mates. And right now. There is only one in out pack. Sh**! The thought making me stop suddenly and I send Jason another mindlink.

I really want to know his conclusion. “The night hunter has killed 45 men, and these men are from different packs; they don’t have any history together, so why did the night hunter kill them?” he asked. They were involved in the massacre of my pack. “That is suspicious; how does he even do it? Passing the tight security in the academy and whipping the camera footage, it’s very suspicious,” Yasmine said. Well, what can I say? Not only am I a skilled warrior, talented in martial arts, but I am also a very skilled hacker. I have my little gadgets, and where do I keep them? I have a little hut deep in the woods, and that is where I did my little research. I make sure the hut can’t be traced to m

she shouted, her senses sharpened by their supernatural connection. Dante didn’t question her. He leapt over a pile of tires, intercepting a mercenary who was descending on a rope before the man could fire his precision rifle. The impact was devastating. Dante shattered the weapon with his teeth as he shifted into his hybrid form, but the chaos was overwhelming. Malachi had brought hunters specifically trained to neutralize werewolves, using electrified nets and high-frequency sounds that numbed the pack’s minds.

His watchful eyes scan the surroundings, ensuring the safety of their journey. Hunter, adorned with his trusty spear and a dagger tucked into his wrap, takes on the crucial role of scout, swimming at the forefront of the group. His weapon of choice, a sleek and sturdy spear, is poised to strike at a moment's notice, ready to defend against any threats that may emerge. The gleaming blade of his dagger serves as a versatile tool for close-quarters combat or precise underwater tasks.

I can see the panic flicker in Hazel's wide eyes as she desperately tries to stay silent, her body tense with fear. I notice the faint sound of footsteps and the distant echo of a hunter's voice, searching diligently for us. If we remain perfectly still and silent, there's a chance he might overlook our hiding spot. Hunters were one of the mysterious creatures that inhabited these woods. They were incredibly fast, their piercing red eyes glowing ominously in the dark, yet they possessed a human-like appearance that made them even more unsettling. Their faces were gaunt, with sharp fangs visible when they snarled, and claws that gleamed dangerously beneath the moonlight. Their skin was extrem

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

if he ever runs out of items he could go get the item from his bunker the bunkers are not far from his main camp. 2) location of prey- knowing where to find the prey is a key part of hunting Ondo plans to hunt the Kiti deer, Lampo Lamb, Puffo spider, and the golden fish. The forest is split into different regions the lower region has small animals such as rabbits. The middle region has a dangerous mutated monster that can be difficult to hunt. The last one is the upper region where the most dangerous monster lives. Ondo never went up there to hunt because it was far from the camp and too dangerous. Most of the monster he will be facing is in the lower and middle region normally he set up sm

says another. Three hunters. All Male. The hunters pass within twenty feet of my hiding spot. The oldest one carries silver-tipped arrows. Another has thermal goggles strapped over his eyes. The third, and youngest, is white knuckling a handgun like it’s a life raft. “Thought these things were supposed to be monsters,” the younger hunter mutters. “So far, all I've seen is a piss poor Tarzan cosplay.” “Don’t get cocky,” the older one snapped. “The small one already killed three men before they shot him with a tranq.”

The hunter, savouring his impending victory, broke the lock on the chest and revealed its contents. "..." Everyone anticipated the moderator would sound the siren, concluding the tournament. However, an unexpected twist unfolded. The hunter's eyes widened in disbelief. "How?" The chest was empty; no moon-like object lay within. SHRRK! Some turned away as a stinger the size of two carts burst through the hunter's skull, ending his life instantly. Rufus staggered, blood drooling from his mouth. He wiped his lips, watching as the creature decimated a person's head. It stopped violently above the remains, the lion's head swallowing him like steak.