Midnight Hunters Novels & Stories

This day will be remembered as one of the best Hunter Games since the late King's era. 'Ladies and gentlemen, the final hour is here, and only three contenders remain for the last round. Get ready because I'm sure we're in for a big surprise as the Hunters compete for the Moon trophy. Listen carefully, Hunters. Your last challenge is to take the orb shaped like a full moon. You'll find it hidden in a chest, guarded by the scariest monster Damaris has ever faced. The Eldritch Chimera!'

Deklan's pov Two days before " Hunters ascend at midnight, of their Eighteenth birthday ." Liam's words went through my head. . As it was 10 minutes until midnight . I wore only a pair of grey sweat pants. Not only was I going to ascend into a hunter which was brutal. I'll be turning into a wolf for the first time as well which was a double whammy most hunters didn't have to go through both at the same time .

At this point though my girl comes through and brings us back to reality. “Hi, I’m Aria. Who are you?” she asks. “Hey. My name is Kade. What’s your name beautiful?” he says, never taking his eyes off mine. “Cataleya, and I know what you are,” I tell him. I want to get this out of the way while I have my brain back to me for the moment. “I know what you are as well. You’re a hunter…and my mate.”

"She doesn't know about our world. It's better this way." "She's so perfect. So fragile." His voice broke with agony. "If she finds out what kind of monster I really am, she'll be terrified." My heart almost stopped. Ryder... wasn't human? "Bullshit," one of his buddies jeered. "If you’re so tough, then stop whining on that encrypted forum every night. 'Midnight_Howler'... real creative." Midnight_Howler. I memorized the ID. I slipped back to my room and opened my laptop. I found the hidden forum called "The Den". With a few tricks, I registered and got in.

After passing through the gate and walking down a muddy stretch of road, we finally reached the workers' dorm. Edward was staying on the third floor, so I followed Wilson and the others upstairs. The entire building was full of male workers, and the bathrooms were communal, right in the middle of the hallway. Men came and went constantly, and some of them walked past me, fresh from the shower and completely naked. Seeing all those taut bodies only stirred up my desire. Thankfully, Wilson and the others had taken the edge off a little. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't have even been able to walk properly.

The final confrontation hit at dawn near an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Fabian had used the burner phone to set a trap, luring the last of the hunters with false coordinates. Pyhna waited in the truck a safe distance away, heart in her throat, gripping the rifle he’d taught her to use.

Kyra grabbed her towel that was hanging on the side and she went straight to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Luke, Cain, and Beatrix face the big screen. They watch the radar footage at the university. Three supernaturals were detected, but one disappeared. After losing three, two were replaced. Cain folded his arms while Luke stuck his both hands in his pants pocket. Beatrix play with her pen as she floated it in the air. “Doppelgänger is the first two, maybe. They were the ones the hunters fought earlier,” said Cain. “Doppelgänger was the one the hunters fought earlier?” Luke asked.

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

“We rest tonight. Tomorrow we make a plan.” We sat together in the quiet room. The children slept. Sarah held the boy’s empty blanket. Chloe cried softly. Marcus comforted her. The night felt heavy with worry. The medicine worked for now. But it was only one month. The real fight waited ahead. Finding the boy, staying hidden. Building a new life. But as the clock showed midnight a knock came on the cabin door. Soft but clear. Alexander opened it. A man stood outside. He looked tired. He held a small letter.

He had in his office the scarce evidence, a few photographs of crime scenes, drawings and even vampire cartoons, of something he was completely sure, that was done by a human, and he was someone who knew where to attack, supernatural beings did not exist, The science that he loved so much made him doubt about those nocturnal creatures, this was a man who hated the female gender, and he would find it. The headlines read: STRIKE AGAIN! THE MIDNIGHT KILLER. Now they were two women who were presumably servants of the night, they woke up on the nearby dock, both with looks of terror and those marks made with a fine-edged weapon. A figure was walking along the pier, it was close to five in the mor