My S Rank Hunter Novels & Stories

I want revenge but I'm weak peerless and feeble which is why they wanted me out if their circle, they made me a pawn forced me to do things then kicked me out, I stated away from them totally trying to love my own life but they were not satisfied they had to crawl back into my life and the closest person whom I had with them betrayed ms, he sold me out and watched me die, she saw my corpse turning white get she did nothing and passed by me,so get it straight and thick I do not want to have anything to do with the hunters they despise me and they disgust me, I'd like for you to never call me a hunter, although that part of me lies within. I want it to remain dead completely, ever since I came

Chapter 101: Hounds From Hell Unknown Location, Unknown State... Snakeskin boots touched down onto white dust as the infamous killer kidnapper known fully as Jarrett Quinton Beaulieu slid out of his truck. His keen narrow eyes had been fixated on a rather impressive but barely held-together hunting shack as he gripped a silver barrel shotgun and made his way up the small wooden steps and into the front door. There had been a good deal of blood splattered about the place, remains and carcasses of dead animals of various kinds, and an occasional human body or two shot through the heart and lying where they had been dropped Jarrett had not been a stranger to nature, no stranger to nature at all

I whispered to Allen. "If you don't know, it's called a motivation speech." He responded in the same manner. "Kill me then." I made a gagging sound, causing Allen to stiffle a laugh. "For every chance we get at living our usual daily routine, we need to remember that we are born hunters. And not just any hunter but wolf hunters. We have an obligation to fulfill and it's protecting the world from beasts. From now on, our trainings would be intensified and nobody must be found slacking. Is that clear?" He boomed

“I need more than a little nod. I need you to tell me everything if you want me to help you get back to Silas.” “The ones Serkan fed on. Serkan is a… “I know he is a Rogue.” I point to myself. “Rogue Hunter. He is one of those fancy ones that can shift, but still hunts like a fucking beast.” “Okay, did not see the Hunter thing coming." She looks away but her eyebrows are practically up in her white hair, "Anyway the bodies are just out in the streets, rotting away. The people walk around them like there are no decaying corpses.”

Hunter The day felt like an escape room, the final game, and it was between three teams; Team Hunter, Team Alpha Lewis, and Team Lara. I woke up to a text message from Dan informing me of Emma ‘his girlfriend’, is having breakfast then leaving them to go back to her pack, and with some confusing information about Fleur. Dan's text, ‘Good morning, Hunter. Listen, Emma is my girl now. We will see how things go since we are in different packs. Hope for the best, man, because I really like her. Also, she will have breakfast and ride her horse back to her pack.’

One day he decided to walk into the woods and no one has ever seen him since. My name is Lucas Harrison. I am considered the best tracker and hunter in the town. Not only animals but also Paranormal beings. All-day and all night, people in our town searched, lighting the way with flashlights and lanterns. Searching with dogs and carrying shotguns. It all seemed like a horror movie waiting to happen.

She was trying to hold back from the laugh. “……Ehem.” I deliberately coughed to make her come back to her senses. And as soon as she realizes that, she quickly looks at me with an evil grin on her face. “I will let you know about the practical battle ranks now~” She said. “Huh. You are up to something, aren’t you?” “Must be your imagination.” I doubt that. “For Rank C, 0-200 kills. Rank B, 201-300 kills. Rank A, 301-400 kills and Rank S, 401-1000 kills.” She said.

Everyone blinked rapidly. "You little shits," I said around a smile. "What the fuck are you riding bitch on this for?" Hunter ‘Tank' Matthews was a former Navy SEAL. Short cropped light brown hair, a long wiry body, and pale blue eyes, I'd helped recruit him for personal protection for Penn and Willow. He was a master marksman and a deadly weapon in his own right.

It's just that they also have high ranks in our pack; although it's not as high as his rank because he's the highest among our werewolves. Mr. Sison highly respected Alpha Hunter as well as all the teachers here at Amber University. And if only I were just like Alpha Hunter, I wouldn't have to be afraid even if I was late because the teachers would definitely not scold me. I also wouldn't have to run fast just to not be late for class. But I'm not like him. I am only a low-class werewolf; the omega. The only remaining omega in our pack. Because my rank is low, I have to be careful that they don't find a loophole to laugh at me again. And if I am late to class today, I will get yelled at and

While this gave him extra strength, it also made his fighting style impulsive and a little sloppy. I was brainstorming where to hide Richard so I could help Dad protect Sofia when the hunter who killed my mother came over to join his friends. “ They have an older daughter as well. I managed to kill this traitors werewolf bitch but the kid escaped with her baby brother. The kid even managed to kill Jordan. I suspect she also killed everyone else as Hank was dead on the ground and Jake is missing!,” the hunter yelled at his comrades.