Post Apocalyptic Gold Hunter Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

The beginning of my return to the world. Not as Aurelia Veythorne, the rejected daughter. As Luna, the Silver Ghost. "Ready?" Zane asked. I thought about Darian's cruel words. My family's silent rejection. The years of being treated like I was broken. "More than ready," I said. Together, we walked into the neon-lit darkness of Millbrook, toward the Howling Pit and whatever waited inside. End of Chapter 15 Comment if you're ready for the action!

She was alive. I moved out of the pack to see if I could pick out the scent. The rain poured heavily over the abandoned warehouse at the edge of the forest where I picked her scent. Thunder cracked across the sky as I shifted back to my human form. The scent of blood hit me instantly. My mate was here. I saw my beta and the warriors beside me. I signal to them that I will go a alone “ Alpha you can't go alone, we are coming with you” he tried to stop me

"Thanks, but no need for that. I came here today for Olivia and to settle scores with you guys. Sorry for my sudden visit. But I hope you can understand my deep love for my precious daughter. I'll get straight to the point now." As Hunter spoke, he lifted the suitcase in his hand and placed it on the table, continuing, "30 kilograms of gold, worth at least millions. It's about all the expenses you've covered for Olivia during her three years in the Dawn Pack." After finishing his words, Hunter opened the suitcase, revealing piles of golden bars inside. The Dawn Pack had substantial resources. However, the shifters from the pack were still stunned now, as this was their first time seeing so m

As he did, his expression darkened, consumed by thoughts of who could have bestowed the gold nugget upon Nora. He pondered Nora's assertion that the nugget was a token for her meals, but doubts lingered. The timing was unsettling. On the very same night, Penny and Terry were killed, while Nora was rewarded with a gold nugget. This stark contrast fueled Hunter's suspicion that the same person was responsible for both events. He realized he was at the center of it all. Examining the nugget once more, Hunter confirmed its origin, freshly unearthed from a tomb. Its connection to the Sanders family seemed undeniable—the mysterious benefactor had to be related to them.

I bit back a hiss of pain, refusing to show them anh weakness. The journey to their camp was a blur of pain and exhaustion. Every step sent sharp jolts of agony through my arms. I clenched my teeth, forcing the thought away. "You’re quiet," one of the hunters said, glancing at me. "Most of your kind scream." I stared at him, unblinking. He shifted uncomfortably under my gaze. When we reached the camp, they shoved me into a cage, the bars cold and unforgiving. I collapsed onto the hard ground, my body trembling from the silver’s poison. But I was alive. And they were safe. That was all that mattered.

"Thank you for being honest, but sad to say, I don't feel hungry. " "Maybe later you could--" "I assume you get my point, Hunter. "She says before completely leaving. I took a deep sighed in disappointment. But this is only the beginning. I won't give up. I'll do my best, Mystic. For you. ∆∆∆ End of Chapter ∆∆∆

Golden fire explodes out of us, blinding, searing, and beautiful . The force throws him backward . He hits the floor hard, and went unconscious, chains scattered like broken toys . I collapse beside him, gasping, and sobbing , covered in blood that’s mostly mine . The stone beneath us is scorched in a perfect golden circle, glowing softly, like it’s protecting us now . I crawl to him, cradle his head in my lap . The crimson in his eyes has faded to thin rings. His fangs are still out, but his face is his again .

He circled the two scavengers like a shark circling wounded prey. Marcus swallowed hard, his throat feeling like he’d swallowed dry ash. "The man... Rhea saved him. He was in the ruins near the pharmacy district. We were the ones who found him first. We helped Rhea haul him to the armored car, and that’s when I saw them." Marcus licked his lips nervously. "His eyes. They weren't gray like a human's. They were silver. Like liquid metal." "Silver," Kaelen repeated, the word tasting like poison on his tongue. He leaned in, his face inches from Marcus’s. "And how did he move? Did he speak? Did he fight back when you 'helped' him?"

Gold can buy happiness was a fallacy, Crystal does. Slowly, lone Hunter comes from four directions, order the same choice. Similar results, after finishing their lunch. Some people make small tent, shelter them self before hunting few monsters. Greedy lone Hunter settled there, unavoidable trouble come, one after another. Oldman Gao watches all the time, from the opening market house, until these present incidents. He missing from the camp when one of the members of Lao Camp looking for, actually he and the young mistress only use Stealthmode. They want to test the leader and member Lao Camp, how do they solve the problem.

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.