Post Apocalyptic Gold Hunter Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

'We have company. As we crested the hill, the smell of humans wafted over to us. Humans and silver. 'Hunters,' Trevor gasped. We all pushed harder. I hardly had time to process the scene we came up to before Adair was leaping through the air, landing on the back of a man with a gun pointed between the eyes of a small, auburn colored wolf. Our claws dug down the length of his back, fangs sinking into the back of his neck. We leapt off his back. He wasn’t quite dead, but he was human. He wasn’t long for this world. I lunged around, launching at the youngest one. We almost felt bad as we ripped through his throat. He was only a kid, a life full of hopes and dreams ahead of him. But the silver b

I thought of the King, waiting in the catacombs, trusting me to carry his legacy. I would not fail them. I would not fail myself. The crown hummed against my brow, a silent promise. And as the first pale light of dawn began to creep over the treeline, I knew—with absolute certainty—that we would make it to the safe house. We would survive. We would fight. And we would win. The hunt would continue. But the hunters had just become the hunted. --- END OF CHAPTER 24

On the day I received the news, I felt a long-lost sense of relief. It meant I could finally leave behind all the pain of the past and step into a new life. The card Justin had returned to me was supposed to have seven hundred thousand on it. I had planned to withdraw all the money and buy myself a plane ticket to travel around my country and see its magnificent landscapes. But when I went to the bank, I learned that the money on the card had already been squandered. The balance was zero.

He could feel her soul humming against his. "Whatever we want," Victor said. He looked at the blank horizon. "Chapter One," Victor whispered. The ground began to grow. But behind them, a door remained open. In the ruins of London, a single golden scroll lay in the ash. A hand reached down and picked it up. A hand covered in silver fur. "It’s not over," the wolf whispered. The wolf turned the page. The scroll was blank. "Write," a voice said from the dark.

"But I don't have to 'Obey' them. I can 'Resonate' with them. We are 'Consensus-Linked.'" As Chapter 131 closes, the "Great-Division" is healed, but a new "External-Threat" has detected the "Gold-Resonance." The "Origin-Auditors"—having been starved of the "White-Light"—recognize the "Gold-Standard" as a "High-Value-Asset." They are no longer "Harvesting" the planet; they are "Invading" it. "The 'Gold' is too 'Bright,' Avery," Kaito warned from the orbital-sensors. "The 'Auditors' are sending a 'Physical-Vanguard.' They’re coming to 'Claim' the 'Hardware' we just built."

The floodwaters slammed against the plantation walls, roaring like a beast, carrying debris and splintered wood through mud-choked fields. The High Hunter advanced relentlessly, massive, calculating, red eyes locked on every flicker of movement. Lucien’s hands flared with gold energy, but this time, it wasn’t just raw force. He drew upon something deeper—something no one had ever seen before. His body began to glow, veins of golden light spreading across his skin, and a hum resonated through the air. The storm itself seemed to recognize it, lightning cracking closer, thunder vibrating in response.

These people's love for gold really was etched into their bones. Still, bringing gold was a smart move. Even in the apocalypse, precious metals still held value. She sorted the supplies into her storage and stashed the gold, then claimed a pistol from the pile. It was a police-grade handgun, definitely looted from places they shouldn't have been rifling through. Hayley felt very much like a public-spirited vigilante. After all, who else was going to deal with those scavengers? Most sane people would run from a mob like that. Only she would charge in, drive them off, and then kindly leave them as zombie snacks.

“Him! As in your mate? I didn’t think it worked like that?” “I don’t know how it works!” I snap at her. I didn’t mean to, I was stressed. We were supposed to be hunting the Alpha, not the other way around. “What did he say?” “He’s coming to find me!” I try to hide my face behind the mug. She could read me like a book. “What else?” “It’s not the first time I have heard him!” “When?” she stares at me, her face almost emotionless. “When you killed Dad!”

He speedily reacted, his tone seeming somehow protective in spite of our short acquaintance, before he persisted, “It’s risky, but the rewards are worth it. I hunt for supplies in the abandoned dwellings I come across, but I’ve been having to search further and further from our home base as everything gets picked over. I’m also one of the mechanics when I’m not off scouting, so it was fortunate I was out this way today.” He’d added the last part almost as an afterthought, but I was more than grateful for his presence, knowing I wouldn’t be here otherwise. I listened intently to Gage as he tried to acquaint me with everything that he thought I needed to know about this post-apocalyptic world

It was still early and the chances of Lills being asleep and waiting was tiny, but I couldn't help but wonder. I hadn’t had the courage to go there yet, not with the news I carried. But I was finally alone, safe and feeling homesick for her. I closed my eyes and slipped the silver band from my finger. The back of my eyelids glowed white and the world around me changed. I was standing in the middle of our room at the scorchers nest. I let out a defeated sigh, knowing it'd been too much to hope for. I should've gone back then and there, but I had time on my side and nothing else better to do.