My S Class Hunter Novels & Stories

The chauffeur hurried around to hold open the back door for both of us. Alessandro gestured for me to get in first and I stepped into the air-conditioned automobile. He followed behind me, settling in as the chauffeur closed the door shut. My stomach dropped the moment we were alone in the back space. I heard when the chauffeur got in, smoothly pulling away from the chapel. The partition was instantly raised. And I felt cocooned by it and the tinted windows surrounding us. It felt too private. My mind began to race. It was desperately trying to make sense of everything happening at the moment.

“Knew they’d leave her behind—overconfident little bastards.” I turned to the truck behind me. Inside, a dozen of my finest hunters prepped silently. Suits embedded with scent-diffusing tech, infrared scopes, silencers, and suppressors. Gases strong enough to knock out even an Alpha. Bullets fused with wolfsbane. I even brought something new. I flicked my cigar to the ground, grinding it under my heel. “Okay boys,” I grinned wide, eyes glowing slightly, “Launch the emitters. Drop the suppression field. And… let’s crash the party.”

of his suit, it only made the red bluish little dots stood out more. His brown italic shoes perfectly polished and everything looked perfect on him. The suit was tight around his shoulders and torso, emphasizing his long legs and strong arms. I cleared my throat, "Uh..." He smirked cockily, running his hair through his after fuck and wet hair. "I looked hot I know." "Well, hot is how to put it nicely, I'll say 'fuck me twice on Tuesdays' if it's not because you're running late." I mumbled as I turned back slowly to face the interesting wall, but I guess he heard me because he laughed. His hand came around my waist as he guided me with him. "Come on, before I take you on that offer and we

We arrived back at the large mansion with a few more boxes of silver bullets and the weapon I was to wear. Rem had decided it was a good idea to equip himself with a Hunter’s gun, one that would be much quieter to shoot than any normal gun. He hoped he wouldn’t need to use it or the silver bullets, but he erred on the side of caution.

My heart plummeted. “That’s impossible,” Marcus growled from across the clearing. Bright lights burst through the trees again. But these weren’t trucks. They were faster. Smaller. Dozens of them. Motorcycles. Each one ridden by a hunter wearing full silver armor. Crossbows strapped to their backs. Rifles mounted to their bikes. They poured into the clearing like a flood. Twenty. Thirty. Maybe more. The wolves hesitated. Even Kael’s massive wolf froze for a moment. The hunter leader smiled again.

He doesn't really show his feelings on the outside, but is still very protective and caring. We live in a large village near the southern climate states. Our village is called La Freccia d'Oro. It means the golden arrow. La Freccia d'Oro is the largest village of hunters in the United States, and the third largest in the world. Hunters are mortal beings with a few peak human physical abilities: strength, agility, speed, reflexes, accuracy, and endurance. Due to their gifts, hunters are sent to a private academy instead of a normal school. The private academy is called L'Accademia dei Cacciatori, or The Hunters Academy, and it is used for hunters to learn how to properly put their gifts to us

I s⁠to​od up, my j⁠oints protesti⁠ng,‍ and walked⁠ to‍ the window, squinting against th​e glare of the snow. A thi​n ribbon of black smoke was ris⁠ing from the tree‍li‌n‌e ne​ar the valley fl‌oor. ‍"One vehi‌cle?" I asked. "​Two," June corrected,⁠ her e‌yes ne‌v⁠er leaving he​r binocul‌ars. "Old models. Not Thorn‌e’s st‍an​dard tact‌ical SUVs. They’re t​rying to lo⁠ok l⁠ike locals, but hunters d⁠on't drive in tandem with t​heir light​s​ off."

Alpha Ryker smirked and turned to question the Z clan men, "There's no good in the evening, though it would be in the coming hours when I shall paint the streets red." "What is the progress, Beta Alvan?" Alpha Ryker turned his head to the side, enough to look at Beta Alvan who had followed Alpha Ryker after calling the Z clan. Alvan inclined his head to the side as a bow and answered, "My Alpha, there are some wolves who have turned and have already started to hunt. What shall I do about them?" "Kill them," Came the immediate reply of Alpha Ryker. He added in a hard tone, "They should know better than hunt before their Alpha."

Even though the dagger was pressed so deeply that it had already nicked me, Kerrigan was able to hit the hunter away from me before he could finish the job. I turned back to see the eagle brutalizing the hunter. I had to say that I had suddenly gained a new appreciation for the well trained animals. Orlaith dropped all the loud on his back and charged one of the hunters, the hunter raised his sword in defense but it was pathetically swiped away with little effort. I saw Rowena shoot arrows at one and I wondered where she had gotten her bow from exactly. Phoenix faced another hunter and I could tell that he would easily win.

“Done.” We connected with Hunter as I led Swift to a lockbox on the kitchen table and opened it for him. He casually looked it over before removing it from the box. With clear skill, he began to take the weapon apart. Once he had the parts laid out on the table, he removed a backpack from his shoulder and pulled out a container. Using a magnifying scope and a few different lights, he thoroughly looked each part over. His expression becoming more serious with each piece. “Well… this is… not what I expected,” he finally said curiously. “I can tell you that this didn’t come from anyone that I know.”