Monster Hunters Novels & Stories

But as the wave died down the rumor of the monster hunter faded away to black as If they never existed, to begin with. A story that monsters told their children to keep them in line, but what happens when that monster rears its fangs against humanity and a shadow slips from the darkness and kills them. What happens when the things that go bump in the night are the ones that are hunted down? A vengeance begins to stir a war and begins to bubble just underneath the surface. Monsters and humans alike fell into a soft lull, as if all was truly right in the world but a shock to the system would one day bring a resurgence of monster violence and they are going to need heroes to protect them from t

His son, Ben, was my best friend, as our parents were before us. It was Darren Richards who filled in the blanks for me. He put my memory loss down to childhood trauma. That witnessing my parents brutal murder had been the trigger. My mind blocked out everything as a way to protect myself from the pain of loss. The last thing I know, is that we are not alone in this world. That living amongst us are all manner of creatures that would do us, humans, harm. That the Hunters were created to protect humans from these creatures. I found this out when I turned 10. Darren brought me and Ben to his headquarters, he explained to us that it was creatures that killed my parents. That if we wanted to, we

“He was an aqrabuamelu. Apparently, it is a scorpion human hybrid that feeds on virgins and young women, “ “What are you doing so that explains why he wanted you so bad?” June said. “I guess by that logic, you are the only one on the whole basketball team who knows how to keep her legs closed,” “Did you really have to say it like that? “April G said to her. “Oh, come on. We are all thinking it. Maybe that is why they gave you such a hard time in the 1st place, Chan,” “Can we please just focus? “Madison asked. “Now that we can identify these monsters, we must figure out how they keep showing up and why they keep trying to kill us,”

Hell, I even wished all of them death thinking they are an omen to the pack and existence of werekind. Yet it turns out they are not the monsters here. We are. They are the victims. And we are the hunters who made their lives miserable more than they already are. Being one of those monsters, how could I live with the guilt? I sighed when I suddenly remembered what Val said. Her words echoing inside my mind. "It is time, our people needs us," the words came out at the same time I heard a familiar voice. I turned around just after I saw Hunter's eyes widen in shock as he tilted his head, looking upward.

I’d completely forgotten I’d ordered them. “Sea Monkeys?” Matt said with some scorn. “Seriously?” “Sea Monsters,” I replied, pointing to the box. “I was bored and saw the ad in the back of one of the comics.” Matt took the box and turned it over, scanning the details on the back. “It’s probably just another breed of shrimp,” he said, handing it back to me.

Summer said to herself as she pulled a still disorientated Lennox down the dark hallway. “FUCK WHERE THE HELL ARE THESE THINGS COMING FROM?” Sabastian yelled, as he ripped the head off yet another monster. They ran into a mob of monsters as soon as they left out of the room the tunnel was in. The Hunters were firing weapons at the monsters not even noticing Shadow and Sabastian had come in the same way they did. The fear was written on all their faces. The doc the leader of the hunters was in a corner typing something into a computer as his men fought off the monsters that kept coming no matter how many they killed. There was five or six hallways that all had monsters coming out of each one.

Especially because they’d included the part about him being a caring man, and ended with me saying I wanted him to be free of the darkness, to cut back again to him walking all alone, eyes down, wearing all black like back then. They faded to black and the Up Next screen for his solemn narration voice to say, “Up next on this Haunters season finale special.” The following quick montage showed twenty seconds of the highlights of the next episode. Meaning the worst of it all, the harshest one-liners from the interviews and even things I had no idea had happened.

This dimension deserves to be called the dimension of hell. Suddenly, the red ground I was standing on shook violently, lightning bolts collided, and the roar grew louder. We both switched roles. I pulled the arrow hanging from my back and aimed. Meanwhile, Jay tightly hugged the jug of blood to keep it from spilling because his job was to feed the monster. The monster had come. The silhouette of its arrival was visible. A giant red creature with horns. Its body was snake-shaped and spiked, but its head had a human body: Echidna, a mother of monsters.

of wizards, vampires, werewolves, priests. When the allies appeared, which were some angels and demons, against giant stuffed animals that threw spells in their direction, in addition to monsters that were similar to hellhounds, subterranean beasts that sprouted from the earth, jumping towards their enemies, while giant worms, monster insects charged at angels and demons, some gargoyles alongside the heroes. About that... Traveling through a network of underground tunnels accompanied by three monks, including two werewolves and two vampires,

I said, only a little sarcastic. “The only monsters in my house are you and me, and I can’t fit under your bed,” he said in a bland tone. “Har-har.” I mocked him. I didn’t want to think of myself as a monster, even if I was. “The most common in this particular city are Demons, Gargoyles, Vampires, and Witches. Werewolves do roam around here every now and then, but they like more open space for when they shift,” he continued like there had been no banter between us.