Post Apocalyptic Gold Hunter Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

She sighs out her university's name. "Oh? There was a shooter there." "I just need to get to my dorm." The driver watches her dig her face into the seats and decides to end the conversation and turn up the radio. The news of earlier's shootout is still being broadcasted, and the two of them bask in the sound of the radio DJ talking about the event. Katcha nuzzles her face into the cushions of the seat, disregarding the possible number of people who have sat and farted (and maybe even puked) on it. What are micro bacterias going to do against her? Goldie - Leonardo's defense, and the very person who could help her get out of this situation has disappeared, with no guarantee of returning. Regr

Haydee He came the way thieves come, over a wall built too high to climb, into rooms guarded too well to enter. I woke to the weight of someone in the dark and had my power halfway up my throat before I placed the shape of him. Black coat. Deep gold at the collar. The wrong pack's colors standing in Lucien's white house. Hunter. "You have ten seconds," I said, "before I bring the whole of Bloodpine down on your head." "I know."

I asked. The hunter lifted his head and spat. It landed near my shoes. I didn’t move but my eyebrow twitched a bit… These shoes were expensive. “You monsters don’t deserve to live,” he snarled. “Return what you stole” he said. “And what is yours?” I asked. He scoffed “with or without the precious mineral, we are going to eradicate you” Graham laughed, low and delighted, before driving his fist into the hunter’s ribs. The crack echoed.

When I finally reached my small room, I collapsed on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as I tried to push away the thoughts crowding my mind. I had been here just an hour ago, thinking of a plan, and had eventually come up with that stupid and risky idea to sneak out into the woods to find out what Hunter had going on there. Stupid as the idea was, it had worked, but I had escaped barely. The result of that was the whole drama with Hunter and Caleb. It was over now, thank the moon goddess. I sighed heavily, feeling the need to think clearly this time, to figure out my next move. The gold I had discovered at the border was an information, and I was desperate to send words of it.

Standing in the chaotic lobby, Mavric and Liora realized that they were no longer the hunters they had become the prey in their own city. END OF CHAPTER 174

“Sorry, Dad, but I don’t believe in fountain magic anymore.” I set my bag on the ground and pulled my book out. I bit my lip as I looked at the beautiful blonde on the cover. The men that surrounded her would be more than enough to satisfy any woman. I knew it was just a picture, but it didn’t stop me from wanting to be her. I opened the book and began to read. I had just made it to chapter two when the book was snatched out of my hand. I jumped to my feet ready to rip whoever had taken my book apart. I froze when I found myself looking at Timothy. I held my hand out. “Give me my book. You can not just walk around stealing stuff.”

Chapter 26 Silver *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader’s discretion is advised. Thank you. *** “Damn it!” Hector was walking back and forth – as he uttered those curses under his breath. He couldn’t believe that Hunter could go on to this extent. However, he couldn’t compete with it. He was just hoping that everything will be okay – and their parents… They needed to go back here – as soon as possible.

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The hunters stumbled back as his laugh started — soft at first, then louder, broken, feral. He looked at them through the dark and whispered, “You should’ve killed me before the moon rose.” The chains rattled once. Twice. Then snapped like brittle glass. He stood, the silver burning his wrists, smoke rising where metal met flesh. His body shifted — bones stretching, muscles twisting, teeth lengthening. A monster born in gold light and silence. “You guys,” he said, voice deep and distorted, “are out of luck.” The first hunter fired. Fenrak moved faster than the flash.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MENTIONS R**E AND IN**ST. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE SUBJECT!!!! Hunter (P.O.V.) With a thundering growl my dad jumps on the boulders blocking the entrance and starts digging them out with his paws. He is desperate to get to his mate and soon the other guys join him. I glance at the unconscious girl in my arms then carefully carry her away from the mayhem.