Post Apocalyptic Gold Hunter Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

"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

The darkness swallowed them whole. ☠️ End of Chapter 16

'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

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.

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."

I pointed at something that looked like a freshly dug grave. Cade and I exchanged a look, both feeling a sense of dread. I approached the grave, my heart pounding in my chest. I felt my hands shake as I jumped into the hole, desperate to see what was hidden beneath the dirt. To my surprise, I found gold. Lots of it. My eyes widened as I gazed at the glittering treasures before me. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt Cade's hand on my shoulder, a smile spreading across his face as he too took in the sight.

He was writing fast, his green eyes glowing brighter with every word. "Chapter 84," the author said, his voice echoing through the entire city. "The Mother dies to save the Child. The Child becomes the new Vessel. The World turns to Gold." Suddenly, the ground beneath my feet turned into gold. Not liquid, but solid, hard metal. It started to spread, turning the cars, the buildings, and the trees into statues of gold. It was moving toward me and Elle like a rising tide. "It’s a rewrite!" Silas appeared from the shadows, his face pale. He was holding a small, silver mirror. "Hazel, look into the mirror! It’s the only way to stay real!"

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.

Saeris exhaled a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and forced herself deeper, past the crimson rot, past the beast's watchful presence, down to where the thread split, one half leading to that thing, the other half leading to him. And there, at the split, buried so deep she almost missed it— Was gold. Oh, thank the Saints. She grabbed it, whatever metaphysical bullshit Binders did when touching things that shouldn't exist, and pulled, coaxing the gold forward, spreading it outward like light through dark water, weaving it around the rotting sections until gold and crimson tangled and the darkness started to retreat. Slowly. So slowly. Then—faster. The gold caught like fire on dry