Post Apocalyptic Gold Hunter Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

It is the world that should die! I want to destroy the world and kill all the evil people if I can! I think I hear my wolf growling. Did it wake up? Did it feel my anger and despair? Did it also want to destroy this bad world? Did it also want to kill all the nasty bastards? Suddenly, countless gold coins fell from above, interrupting the bidding. An uncountable rain of gold coins drove everyone crazy. "Gold coins! Gold coins! Pick them up!" "Don't grab it from me!"

Even the freshly risen Hunters and Werewolves perished into ash. "No!" a voice roared. Amira peered over to see Godfried had shifted back into his Human state, blood staining his body and gashes across his chest and ribs were bleeding profusely. He stared at the spot the woman had died before his gaze swiveled on her. She could sense the pure hatred he was feeling in that moment as he charged at her with his hands turned into claws. Amira lifted the bow, but the bow had changed back into her crossbow with no bolt in place. Just as he was upon her, claws stabbed through him from behind and pierced out through the front of his chest. Godfried staggered slightly, blood running down from his mou

My back slammed into the bookcase, breaking it and bringing down all of Kalama’s books on me, while Musi ended up flying into the corridor outside of Kalama’s apartment. * Author's note*: This chapter was a special request from a good friend and fellow author, Charlotte Townsend. I hope you all like this chapter. You can follow me on my Facebook page and Instagram account. FB link: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorKindraWhite and Instagram link: https://www.instagram.com/kindrawhiteauthor/

But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters? Shaking my head, I reach up and rub the puckered scar where the wound had been. The bullet must have been dipped in wolfsbane as it was taking too long to heal. Even with silver, once it was out of the body, healing took very little time but it had already been a week and the scar bothered me as much as the strange girl standing in the clearing.

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.

Akshara’s heart pumped more blood to know that she was the next to read that weird book with an eye. The book went to Azile who was got on her feet from an unknown faint. The weird look and efficiency of the book thrilled Azile and pages opened to her in words written in mud, “Awaken Love, Shall Not Be A Delight. Let Thy Onus, Vex Your Soul; Perish In Disgrace.” The prophecy book with an eye moved towards Akshara and stood in front of her. Upon eye to eye contact with Akshara, the book flipped its pages and finally settled in a page to uncover her prophecy; the letters appeared in blood made of gold. The prophecy of Akshara,

The violet and gold veins beneath his skin flared back to life, hungry and impatient. "If the gods left their vault open," the Apex Predator grinned, a terrifying, ruthless light in his eyes. "We're going to clean it out." (End of Chapter 154)

It was a decent amount of money in normal times. When the world collapsed, money would be worthless. What mattered was stockpiling massive amounts of supplies. Cyrus wanted more than survival. He wanted comfort, security, a life worth living even in the apocalypse. Food, entertainment, little luxuries. Without them, one's sanity would crack. He would need weapons as well if he wanted to stay alive and take revenge. Then a streak of white light flashed before his eyes. He rubbed them, thinking fatigue played tricks, until a strange pulse stirred in his mind. The light was not outside—it was inside him, part of him.

"H-hunter...? " ∆∆∆ End of Chapter ∆∆∆

Mama is mine. END OF CHAPTER 14