Post Apocalyptic Hunter Novels & Stories

after the deadly battle to the owner of the factory and find out what is inside of it, we decided that this place will be off-limit and now our group are at the front of the grass farm "Are we really going to hunt Large Serpent?"- John Carl "yes but before searching it, we should rest and eat"- Bobby as what Bobby said their groups are happily eating their pocket foods and not minding the things that happen before, living is consist of eating and being happy so in order to live normally in this apocalyptic world, the group don't let any negativity especially when they are eating

Alaric sees this hunter take Rebecca to the ground and is filled with rage when he realises what he is trying to do. Without thinking, Alaric quickly knocks out the hunter in front of him and then runs and tackles the hunter pinning Rebecca. Alaric shows no remorse as he wraps his arm around the hunter's neck, applies pressure, and gives his shoulders a quick jerk to the left. Alaric drops the hunter when he hears the audible crack and snap, breaking the hunter's neck.

They both look at me like I'm sick in the head and quickly glance at each other bit avert their gazes almost immediately, "You guys think,I've been there I've seen these beast a t like monsters I know what I saw and what I mean they are evil and ready to murder anyone any minute, they do not care about the humans finding out which makes sense doesn't it?, Think of it this way they are hunters they started the war back then when we were little, they wanted total power and control over everything in the end they realized they were losing way too much than they kill and guess what, Bam !!! All of a sudden the hunters who had initiated the killing and started the war wants peace they brought up

If they did, places like this would be burned to the ground. Of course, that doesn’t mean that there aren’t supes that help the hunters. Whether it’s because they are crazy or because they are trying to save someone they love, there are supes that infiltrate different places and provide the hunters with a way in to capture and imprison us before forcing us into the fighting ring. I reach over and grab my food, snarling at the guy next to me. “What are you, anyway? Some kind of scavenger?” I ask him. He’s lanky and unkempt. He looks like a coyote shifter.

It’s about noon and Zane is walking down a highway littered with decaying cars. As he approached a nearby city, most of the cars had cracked or broken windshields. Sometimes he saw the odd humvee or a tank, they made great shelters for nighttime. This is the western apocalypse and it has been hell. He is about 5 '7 with long blonde hair blowing in the wind, a sturdy build, blue eyes with a narrow face, He wears a trench coat to stay warm and has a backpack of limited supplies. He travels alone mostly, at the start he traveled in groups of survivors of twenty to thirty people but they all succumbed to becoming food of the Pales.

We pretty much regret not killing him since the day we took him in. That is why Reaper and Savage have been hounding Hunter to find him. Hunter is one of the top Confradia hackers. And even though he’s the same age I was when I went off to war, he’s still quite naive about how the Confradia works. He’s a nice kid and a good agent, but he will never be an assassin. His girlfriend, Maleah, is Sage’s best friend and the reason Sage and I met.

...Sienna POV... This had to be it. The end was near. I could feel it. I was practically begging for my end to come. It had been at least two days since Hunter attacked me and left me here to die. I knew Hunter's reputation. He was the formidable Reaper. People rarely survived his wrath. Rather, he was given the reputation of the Reaper because of his merciless actions toward his victims.

I can’t let this opportunity slip away. I move with purpose, tracking the hunter through the fray. My new abilities, honed through training and experience, guide me as I close in on my target. With a final, decisive move, I confront the hunter, determined to bring them to justice. As the battle draws to a close, the pack emerges victorious. The stronghold is in ruins, and the hunters’ operations have been severely disrupted. The hard-fought victory is a testament to our resilience and unity. In the aftermath of the battle, the camp is filled with a mixture of relief and exhaustion. The pack members gather, tending to wounds and regrouping. Despite the victory, the cost of the battle is evide

Aaron chuckled while aligning his broken bones with audible cracks, his contempt was evident in his blood-red eyes. “I did what a soulmate should do in that particular situation, Zuriel. And now, I didn’t even know that Eve was promoted to the rank of a criminal waiting for death penalty. For your information, Hunter Harold has left on his own, he is in the hunter’s pack with Eve. How could you be so dumb to think about imprisoning a hunter? They are worse than Satan, Zuriel. Because of nature’s extra favors, no supernatural creature can defeat them.