Novel & Cerita Post Apocalyptic Gold Hunter Chapter 1

Hello faithful readers. How do you do? I have been incognito for a while due to some hardware issues with my computer but I have found a way around that thanks to God. I am sorry for letting you all down and hope that wouldn't happen again. Now that I have that out of the way, there is an announcement to make. I am here to inform you that Book 1 of Hunters: The Prequel - Hunter Hunted - is over. And Book 2 begins today!

But we didn't break. I looked at the Apex. It was watching me. Waiting. "Scarlett!" I turned. Adrian was looking at me. "What?" "You're glowing." I looked at my hands. They were glowing. Gold. Bright. Beautiful. I was changing. Becoming something more. And I was going to use it to destroy the Apex. I turned toward it. "I'm coming for you." The Apex smiled. "Then come." I ran. Through the horde. Through the battle.

Saeris exhaled a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and forced herself deeper, past the crimson rot, past the beast's watchful presence, down to where the thread split, one half leading to that thing, the other half leading to him. And there, at the split, buried so deep she almost missed it— Was gold. Oh, thank the Saints. She grabbed it, whatever metaphysical bullshit Binders did when touching things that shouldn't exist, and pulled, coaxing the gold forward, spreading it outward like light through dark water, weaving it around the rotting sections until gold and crimson tangled and the darkness started to retreat. Slowly. So slowly. Then—faster. The gold caught like fire on dry

She thought she was all high and mighty because she was a Bittermane. He spat, wiping the name from his mouth. Her mother tarnished that name for good by being a whore and running off with that hunter. He shook his head. A flash of brown moving through the crowd caught his attention. It was the new hunter in town, Garin. He was pushing through the people, making a beeline for Willow's cart. "Garin!" Lyall called, Garin was only a few feet from him. His head pivoted and he saw recognition pass through the hunter's eyes. Garin paused for a minute before walking towards Lyall, cautiously.

Chapter 2: The Hunter's Burden Amidst the fearful whispers, young Gabriel Devereaux, a skilled hunter, felt an unrelenting pull to protect his village. Haunted by the memory of his father's disappearance during a previous full moon, Gabriel vowed to uncover the truth and rid Ravenswood of the curse that plagued them. Armed with his father's silver dagger and unwavering determination, Gabriel set forth on his perilous journey. Chapter 3: The Enigmatic Stranger

Her words hung heavily in the air, challenging our understanding of the world we thought we knew. Intrigued, Hunter reached into his satchel and pulled out a pouch filled with sparkling gold coins. With a swift motion, he dropped it onto the ground before her, the coins clattering softly as they spilled out. "I knew you will only spill something with payments. Would that be enough?" Hunter Grey started negotiating with the woman. The old woman, despite her blindness, managed to seize the pouch, and with a strange delight, she sniffed at it while continuing her haunting laughter.

He then screamed back at me, “Freya, why are you not helping me? We need to get them out!” I sipped my beer and watched as the hunter in cell three was charging towards Finnley. I could have warned him, but he needed to realize, we couldn't just let these deranged hybrids out. He screwed his face up at me, clearly not happy with my lack of concern. He turned back around to face cell three, and as he did, the hunter had half shifted and then ran headfirst into the cell wall. Finnley startled, and then as he jumped backwards, he slipped and fell onto the floor.

I was a hunter, a machine, and I had a job to do. I pulled up on the opposite side of the road to The Heath, wondering idly if it was still called that now it had been repurposed. I kept my head full of easy thoughts, so there was no space for the intrusive, probing comments about my own rapidly deteriorating state of mind. I killed the engine, and then I settled in to wait.

I watched as the silver burned his palm, but he didn’t make a sound, he just threw the knife from my hand across the room. The look in his eyes turned from anger to crazed. I knew he was bound to slip up in this frenzied state. Luckily for me, I was a Hunter. No, I wasn’t just a Hunter, I was the best Hunter in The Academy. I knew I needed clarity, I needed to remain calm, and the only way I could do that was to get a read on his thoughts. He grabbed my throat and I instinctively tried to pry his hands away, but in reality I was reading him like a fucking book. He planned to kidnap me, and throw me into a hallucination, one where I would never know the difference between real and fake. He wa

And on the front porch stood Krishna, with all my sisters behind her. She looked at me with a stoic expression. "Finders, keepers!" I shouted at her. Her brows furrowed, obviously confused. I smirked and continued walking. I'm not letting her resurrect the Great Witch. And the only way, is finding the golden trinket first. I turned my back to the mansion I once called home and grabbed the keys to my black mini cooper car. It’s time to finally feel freedom and blend into the crowd of humans in the city.