Post Apocalyptic Gold Hunter Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Hunter I open my eyes and feel hollow. It’s 4:00 AM. I woke up knowing she was gone. The last bit of her scent had almost faded, meaning she left hours ago. I looked up, hoping she had somehow climbed up the tree seeking safety, praying to the Goddess for a second chance to undo my mistakes, to find her, and to meet her for the first time. Dan offers a quiet kind of support. I walked over to her spot, naively thinking she only shifted in her sleep. Expecting her to be waiting for me, to beg her even more; to come back with me, realizing she is all alone, to let me hold and protect her from this cold world.

“Your growth surprised me! But most of all, you’ll be a fine hunter and I can guarantee you that! “Give me… A BREAK! I’m famished…” “So early? But we just began?” “You think a measly bowl of good ramen is enough to keep my rumbling stomach at bay? How mistaken you were.” Says Akihiko while crawling on the ground like an earthworm with ferocious eyes and a watering mouth.

The alpha glared at the hunter. "We just came here to take something, " "Take what? " Keiran raised a brow. "Something that belongs to us. Something golden and beautiful," "We don't have anything that belong to you, " Derned chuckled while shaking his head. "You sure about that, Keiran? You're sure you've never seen a golden beauty? " The hunter smirked. Golden beauty… Keiran's body stiffened as the realization dawned on him. His eyes turned crimson red while his canines extended threateningly.

and she closed her eyes. "Alia....No......" Hunter placed his head on hers as she began to dissolve. I grunted in pain as one of the strips on my arm started glowing red. "Are you okay" Sydney attempted to touch me but I pushed her hands away "Am fine". I walked up to Hunter who was still on his knees "Hunter, I....... He suddenly stood up "Let's go home". * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

she asked, startling me by how quickly and silently she moved to the door. “Ayla,” I said, sighing when I saw recognition in her eyes as she reached out to gently touch my swollen eye. However, before she could say more, I stepped through the door and closed it softly behind me. After sneaking outside, which was just as easy as before, I pulled my hood off and started running towards the exit of the mine. Security was rather disappointing and I was almost afraid I would have to do something drastic for one of the guards to notice me, but thankfully someone finally did. Pretending to evade capture for a while, I eventually knelt down and put my hands up in surrender before getting shot or tac

Silas was left on the platform, his broken arm shielding his eyes as the Heart of the Mold ignited. ​Outside, on the surface of the West, the gray beams of the Harvesters hit the iron plate of the Scrapyard. But before they could drink the resonance of the core, a wave of diamond gold energy erupted from the earth. It wasn’t a pulse; it was a voice. A single, unified note that shattered the silence of the void and told the Harvesters that the world was no longer for the taking.

She mused. Stepping back she let her gaze rove over him. Hunter was tied with silver chains that burned his skin. The first few buttons of his grey shirt were opened. His black hair was a ruffled mess but his eyes looked like sweet wine which could drown hundreds of beauties in them. "What's this f*ckin spell you put me under?" Hunter growled in menace, he was a bit dazed. A sweet giggle filtered across the room and his heartbeat quickened at that beautiful smile of hers.

He took off, the pack surging behind him. The pack moved swiftly, trailing Hunter as they approached an eerie stretch of abandoned warehouses on the outskirts of the city. It looked like something out of a post-apocalyptic nightmare. Hunter’s head snapped up as he caught her scent, then gestured toward a building. The pack fanned out, silent and ready. Inside, Chloe had already freed Ava and Steven from their chains. Guards were closing in, but Chloe’s eyes glazed over as she chanted under her breath. The guards crumpled to the ground, writhing in pain before she dropped her hand, snapping their necks.

Then it happened. A glow ignited beneath Hunter’s skin, spreading like veins of molten gold. His already imposing frame seemed to expand, his golden-brown fur darkening, his eyes flaring with silver fire. A ripple of energy pulsed outward, and I felt it—a force older than anything I had ever known. Hunter wasn’t just shifting. He was awakening. Layla stumbled back, her breath hitching. “No—no, that’s not possible,” she whispered, shaking her head. “Your kind was wiped out. You—You shouldn’t exist!”

She hits the water, sinking like a stone. Someone chuckles behind me, making my blood run cold. Turning around, I see more Silver Hunters. The wishing well is gone, and instead, we're in the middle of campus, Silver Hunters standing on every square inch of dirt. "Looking for something, are you?" the leader of the pack says. My heart pounds in my chest, but I try to stay calm. "No. I was just looking for a friend." "Oh, were you now?" He steps closer, and I can smell the smoke on his breath. "It's funny how we found you here, then. Especially since this is where the Golden Coin is hidden."