Mission: Save The Hunter Novel Novels & Stories

As I saw chris gasped for effect then checked the man's pulse to make sure he's dead, the crowd then grew bigger around the man while chris pick up the brief cased and slipped through the crowd before anyone saw him same time I packed my gun away and headed off the building not wasting anymore time and took off in my car while chris drove separate Back at head quarters I signed in meaning I have carried out my mision and made my way to the head of division, as I entered I noticed that chris was already here and Roger was now beginning his speech, I took a seat at the table and listened carefully as he spoke . "Well done on your mission chris. Eli." He began everyone hear call me Eli instead

His hands were begging on me. I glared at him, looked at my mother then gazed up as there was a gun offering to me. It was my savior nodding his head. My eyes viewed the hunter again. His eyes widened, his body was shaking, his sobs became loud. I grabbed the gun that my savior was offering. I pointed it at the hunter. My eyes were watering excessively. I could feel the choke in my heart, knowing that they killed my mother and they would never revive her life again.

Susan I'm in Texas, and my trip was stressful but successful I know finding her won't be easy but I have to try. Our future lies in her hands. I don't know if she already knows that. All I do know is that she's the savior the one that can unite all creatures, be it supernatural or human. This massacre has to stop. We don't hurt people yet these hunters hunt us down and they kill us for nothing. I'll never forget the look on Rose's eyes when she got shot by that hateful hunter. I try my best to forget about that, but it doesn't work no matter how hard I try.

“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.

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

“What’s the difference?” “Take a look at the first book of hunters. And please, sign it. And once one you have attained the rank A, and still want to be a member of Hunter’s Corp–you will have to sign second book of hunters. There will also be an oath you must speak.” She handed a piece of paper to Silver. . . _________ BOOK OF HUNTER ___________ We are not responsible for the death of any hunter during their mission. Hunters are paid 80% of coins paid by our clients if the mission is completed successfully. 20% is used by our department.

You can already see the sadness in Aikee's eyes. "I'm Arisa, hunter of region two," she said simply before bowing again. And when she raises her head she meets my eyes. I didn't let go of that stare. I just kept staring into her eyes. There is no life, not the same as before. I can’t help but remember the past. The year in which I first received a mission . . . Three years ago. ~ 3 years ago ~ I finally bent down and grabbed my knee. I continued to catch my breath. I just held on to the tree next to me to get support. I knew that if I stayed here in this place for a long time I would lose consciousness.

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

“I don’t have to trust you in order to work with you” “See, that’s where you are wrong” he sets the box down in front of her. He bends over opening the box and brings out a short coat with H which is Hunter’s initials inscribed on its back. He hands it to her “I should wear this when I’m out on missions?” “Yes, you do. You must always provide proof of death before you claim your reward. Hunters take 50% of your money after each mission. Hunters don’t care about the injuries you sustain during a mission, tend to them yourself. That’s all you need to know”

He laughed. “It shoots blessed wooden stakes. It will work just fine.” “You’re a hunter?” he hissed, backing away. “What gave me away?” I smirked, not moving the gun. “What do you want? And what happened to you?” “Your guards put up a hell of a fight.” I smiled, “My employer wants back what you stole.” “I stole nothing, who is your employer?” he asked, annoyed. “The order has sent me on behalf of Alpha Rawlins, you have taken something important from his pack, and he wants it back.” I explained.