Possessed Hunter Novelas e Histórias

Covering up the hole with some moss, she dusted off her dress and hurried home, her thoughts of the Hunters exposing her long gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "They're here! The Hunters have arrived!" The cries of the young boys ran through the whole village, many men and women coming out to see the sight. Liam riding in front, followed by nine other men, all on horseback. On the back of Liam's horse was the dead carcass of a mountain lion, and his quiver held an unusual number of arrows. Instead of the standard twelve like the rest of the men in his party, it held 15, two from the archer who had shot the beast earlier, as well as the arrow aimed to warn him.

I managed to complain despite my knees feeling like jelly. He chuckled at my remark, “Well you only did after they left. You held out well. I’m sorry I didn’t get to explain it better, but I didn’t let them see your face because I don’t want to share you. Those hunters aren’t just supernatural killers. They constantly seek power, wanting to infuse supernatural abilities to humans. They’re envious of us while constantly believing we’re evil, what hypocrites. They have their own records of the peculiar ones, that I have no idea whether you’re in it or not, but we can’t risk it. I don’t want them possibly following you around if they recognize you by chance.”

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

Clarence muttered. “It's much more likely that I'll just go into my beastform,” Hunter said, ignoring him. “On the off chance I'm unfortunate enough to shift and get possessed, I need someone ready to subdue me. Just not him.” He shot a look at Clarence. “You have my word,” said Ulric. “Ours, too,” Victor and Bella said in unison. Clarence gave a chuff of acknowledgment, but he wouldn't look at any of them. “Okay, then. Any more questions before we get started?” asked Hunter.

I know this because I feel the same way. Hunter is about to win another world prize. It will be his second prize, and if he wins, it would be consecutive. Newspapers call him a rocket or something that could be as fast and shiny as he is on the field, and that he doesn't seem sad about not having the luxury sports cars anymore. I suppose they realised that he was going the family way and changed their interpretation of the once arrogant playboy!

His eyes looked relaxed, not anything like they were seconds ago when he looked at Collin. “You as well, Invisi-boy,” Callie dramatically bowed back. “Callie!” I shrieked. My face changed ten shades of red before settling in the deepest color of it. “Invisi-boy, huh?” he laughed. “It was that or Ghost Boy,” Callie replied matter-of-factly. “Are you a ghost, by the way?” “No,” Hunter smirked, “I’m an assassin.” “Knew it.” Callie nodded. “An assassin from an alien planet coming to scope out a new world to create a new colony on, right?”

[Was it your plan all along? I raised my chin and our eyes locked. There was an overwhelming feeling that flooded my chest. Hunter avenged my father and brought me Carter’s head. He didn’t just eliminate one enemy but won the entire Midnight Pack, which means he could use its power to take back everything that was his. Hunter was not just a drop-dead gorgeous man. He is a brilliant and powerful warrior—and at the same time, a terrifying foe…

I voiced out before sending my forehead to meet his in the middle, his eyes closed while he cried out in pain, I welcomed the familiar thrill with open hands, my lips curling into a cruel smile looking at his battered face, but I was not done, the sadistic part of me awakened the moment I tasted his blood on my tongue, now I wanted more and I will do all my best to make sure I drain the life out of him with my teeth and tongue. “Hunter, don’t go into that abyss. Stop that madness right now, this is not the right time for you to lose yourself to that bloodthirsty demon. You have to get back to Duke and Destiny.” A distinct voice called out the moment I heard the two names, it was as if cold w

“The rock gang leader wants Hillary, he'll go to any extent to have her. He would've killed me anyway if he found out I touched her.” “Who is he? What is his name?” “I don't know him, I never met or saw him. He is powerful and dangerous, he can destroy you and your whole territory.” He smiled like a psychopath. It angered me, I held his head and snapped his neck. He fell on the ground and started to shake before he went still. I stared at his corpse before I finally walked out. I saw some of my men still holding the girl I saw earlier hostage. “Are you part of the rock gang?” I asked sternly, she jumped back immediately when she saw me.

One of my men lifted his rifle from his perch, aimed down the scope. I raised my hand. Not yet. Let them come in. Let them see the crates. Let them get greedy. Then gut them. Three of them entered first, dressed like common punks, but I wasn’t fooled by the sloppy jeans or baggy jackets. These were Casey’s boys. I could spot their body language from a hundred yards. One reached for his phone, probably to confirm what he was seeing. Too late. I lowered my hand. A single shot rang out—clean and sharp. The first one dropped before he could open his mouth.