Orc Hunter Novels & Stories

“You mean a war? The one thing we have been trying to avoid this whole damn time.” She nodded, a sadness flickering over her face. “Unfortunately, yes. Except, in the case, it’s against Oran and his followers. Not the entirety of the supernaturals.” “So against the BloodHunter Coven, again.” My dad added. “Not just them. Oran has monstrosities as his disposal that you wouldn’t believe. Failed experiments that he uses to his advantage. I’ve seen some of the paperwork on them, it’s horrific. There are going to be those of the BloodHunter coven who agree with him but then he has his own cult following. It wouldn’t be an easy fight. Especially if we are looking to keep the fatalities down to a m

Minnow spitted venomously with lips curled over teeth. Saylor's glare fell on his lap, and his shoulders slumped. He knew better than to try to speak to her at this moment. "We recruit a new hunter each year," Cecil said calmly over his shoulder. "Hunter? What do we hunt?" Minnow turned to her father for answers. "Well, we hunt, um." He stuttered. His eyes searched his wife. Dovie rolled her eyes. " We hunt werewolves and other supernatural beings," she said simply without batting her perfectly styled eyelids. Instead, she continued flicking through the stack of papers in front of her.

“Is the Alpha she was talking about. We ate dinner and got to talking. He was about to tell me his name when there was an explosion. We ran out of the dining room just in time for another explosion to go off. That’s when I got sucked back and came back to reality.” “Holy shit. That’s ridiculously crazy!” Louise all but screamed. “I’m glad my visions are not like that. I also got to thinking that is it possible to have two oracle in the same pack? I know the moon goddess said that together we are stronger but is it possible that we are meant to not be in the same pack?” She asked solemnly. “I don’t know Louise. This scares me almost as bad as it does you. I wish we could talk to the guys.”

But even this wasn’t enough to take down the creature, just distracted its attention. While distracted, the children regrouped and wondered how they would take out this hulky mass of muscles. A hot flare of air blew from the orc’s nostrils, the battle-ax in his hand began glowing. As it roared out its frustration, Akihito sensed his instincts ringing alarm bells. "Get out of the way now!" screamed Akihito as the group did as he said, and it was a good thing too since right at that moment, the orc slammed his weapon on the ground. A large, deep crater formed and damaged the earth.

His senses on high alert as he hesitantly leaned over the doorframe to see a tall figure with black hair dancing around in the Kitchen with weird steps. His eyebrows furrowed as he took in the dressing of this supposed churail, she was dressed in a pair of plazo pants and a sweatshirt. She turned around and started screaming upon seeing him. At once he knew this was no churail, only person had a voice this horrible in tht family and that was Zoya. He doubted if her horrible voice had scared the actual jinns away or not. He rolled his eyes but when her screams turned into full blown curses, he took hurried steps to shut her mouth with his hand before she could wake everyone up.

A double-figure-eight. "That is a Hunter's Knot," Oreon stated. "No kitchen maid knows how to tie that. And look at her lips. Blue. Not just from cold. That is the paralytic." He stood up. The air in the hallway changed. It grew static-charged. The servants scattered. Even Kornel took a step back. Oreon was no longer just a man. The Wolf was pushing against his skin, demanding blood. "She hurt my pack," Oreon whispered. "She came into my home, ate my food, and hunted my people."

He tore another hunter, ripping through his abdomen with sharp claws so hard his ribs shattered under the brutal force of his attack, but none of it was enough, not when the creatures kept getting back up. They just kept coming back and reanimating before Orion’s eyes, much to his chagrin. ‎ The once white snow churned under them, quickly soaking into a dark, steaming red. Orion’s fur went from grey to crimson in minutes, his breath leaving him in heavy bursts of white mist. His muscles burnt, each movement slower than the last, but he ignored it; he needed to keep fighting, because even though he’d torn through a number of hunters, only a handful lay dead, there were still too many of them.

They’d slotted into our small-town world as easily as if they’d always been here, and I was glad they’d stayed. This was partly (and only partly) because they were two of the most normal hunters I knew. For instance, there was Torre, stood opposite me. She was the oldest hunter among us, with shrivelled brown skin and cataracts, but she swore she could take on anything that came her way – and in heels, too, if she happened to be wearing them. She slept with her hair in curlers, and once she’d staked a vampire through the heart with them in, complete with slippers on her feet and a dressing gown tossed across her shoulders.

Everything in me is utterly, horribly aware that behind me is something out of a nightmare. The sound of tearing and crushing is in my ears, the rain suddenly numb on my frame. Ever so slowly, I look over my shoulder. I can tell it must be over ten feet tall even when it’s hunched on the ground, almost too wide to be standing in this space, covered in dark fur. Orion’s body is no longer where it was moments earlier. The lycan turns its head to me, glistering eyes as dark as mine look back at me, blood on its muzzle and an arm hanging from sharp teeth.

“I can smell them!” Hugo pulled his lips back, hissing. The man's teeth turned sharp and pointed like shark teeth. He didn't have the two special fangs that vampires or shifters used to have, but Aryadi had known for too long that they were more poisonous than any other fangs. The Cursed suddenly darted towards the back door. Burhan gasped for a split second before darting after the holy blood hunter. Aryadi followed Barbara's adoptive father by turning into a black wolf in one jump. Burhan sped up his run until he hit Hugo and sent them both to the side of the road. Aryadi growled and lunged at them, using that moment to grab and drag Hugo's feet into the forest, avoiding the attention of o