Mission: Save The Hunter Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I thought of the King, waiting in the catacombs, trusting me to carry his legacy. I would not fail them. I would not fail myself. The crown hummed against my brow, a silent promise. And as the first pale light of dawn began to creep over the treeline, I knew—with absolute certainty—that we would make it to the safe house. We would survive. We would fight. And we would win. The hunt would continue. But the hunters had just become the hunted. --- END OF CHAPTER 24

At the center, the Archivist floats, her body a conduit for the void, her voice a siren song erasing warriors mid-swing. The Hunter loads his gun. "You sure?" I cock the storm-gun. "I'm done running." We charge. --- **The Final Verse** The Archivist sees us coming. "*Fools!* You can't kill a god!" "We're not here for the god," the Hunter snarls. "We're here for the *priest*." He fires. The bullet tears through her mosaic face, glass shards scattering. She screams, the void in her unraveling. I aim at the rift above her-a pulsating wound in the sky. The static in me surges, merging with the storm-gun's charge.

The room is filled with the sound of shattering glass and scattered furniture. I move to follow, but Luke’s voice cuts through the chaos. “Don’t let them escape! We need to end this now!” I nod, determination fueling my every step. I’m not sure what I can do, but I can’t stand idly by while Luke fights for his life. I spot a fallen chair and grab a leg, holding it like a makeshift weapon as I advance toward the hunter. The hunter, noticing the pack’s renewed effort, starts to retreat, their movements increasingly frantic. They make a break for the window, but just as they’re about to escape, Luke lunges with a powerful leap. His jaws snap around the hunter’s arm, forcing them to drop their b

“Call them Red. They will hear you. They will come.” Red stared at her a moment more, confused, but then he leapt out into the yard as a wolf, pointed his snout at the sky and howled, long and low and purposeful. ‘Come, all. Unite. We have work to do. We must save the Luna.’ ### Misha Whatever it takes. I was back in the dreaded cage, picking at smoked trout and trying not to vomit. Baby and I hated trout. Hadn’t these Hunters ever heard of a decent ribeye? God, I would kill for a big juicy raw steak right then. You heard me, not rare, raw.

It’s a prank! But she rises gracefully, walks to him, takes his hand and smiles. I grip the edge of the table. “No. No, no, no. This isn’t funny, Jade. Tell me this is a joke!” He doesn’t look my way. My stomach churns. “As you all know,” he continues, “today I’ll also complete my first mission as a hunter. After this, I’ll be a full member.” My mind stutters. *Hunter? Mission?* I don’t understand. My voice catches in my throat.

She slammed the lid shut, chanting again until it locked with a final, resonant click. Hunter’s eyes opened slowly, his hand reaching for hers. “You… freed me?” he asked, confusion etched into his face. “Why?” She looked at him, her expression softening. “Because now you’re just Hunter,” she said quietly. “The man I met that day at the games.” Chloe reached out, her fingers grazing his cheek. “Finish what you started,” she whispered. Hunter took her hand, lifting it to his lips and pressing a kiss to her palm. “When this is over, I’ll find you. I won’t stop. Ever.”

Marcus shouts, banging his fist against the trailer door. “We are under attack, sir!” someone replies quickly. “By who?” he demands. Before anyone can answer, Miella kicks open the door, and a group of ten hunters turns to stare back at us in surprise. “By us,” she says before her body disappears as she zips out of the trailer. Chuckling, our unit files out of the trailer, the vampires quickly dispatching those with guns while the wolves work toward the unarmed ones. Our first objective is to secure the delivery area and guard it from the hunters inside while the rest of us take them out one by one.

Everyone was intimidated just by his presence, they slowly step backward and planned to leave the place but he didn't allow it. The battle begins with him against the three other Rogues. They started growling as if they are questioning him. Shock can be seen in their eyes when one of the leaders of a pack engages in their fight against the hunter. And what makes them more confused is when the one that's supposed to kill the hunter is saving now the woman. He even questioned himself about what he is doing. His mind wanted to just see what would happen between them but his body just move when he saw the wounded hunter.

My eyes landed on a sight that filled me pride and lust. Gunner’s knees wrapped around the hunter's head as he gracefully threw his body through the air, landing in a crouching position. My eyes snapped to the hunter in front of him, pointing his gun at Gunners face. I felt my skin burst into flames of rage and my heart exploded inside me, I lifted off the ground ready to unleash hell on these monsters. I reached for the hunter, lifting him into the air. I tensed and turned my fingers, compacting his body in on itself. I let his broken and twisted body fall to the ground in front of Gunner. He turned to look at me and our eyes connect for moment, his eyes flickered with a silver glow before

Hadrian's spell book dropped and he collapsed. Marissa and two hunters from the hunter community were striding in the woods looking for lurkers who were wandering in the dark and waiting for humans to feed on. As they crept into the woods, their hands were fixed on the trigger while scanning through the dark forest. Looking up at the skies Marissa smiled at the moon and the stars that were gleaming across the skies. It was a few hours to midnight. She knew the time was nigh. It was time to get rid of the Vampire King and those who worshipped him. Hearing cries from the woods, they hurried in, meeting a vampire feeding on a man. This time it was a female, she was a blonde. Seeing Marissa and