Novel & Cerita Profane Soul Blood Hunter

Even his feet seemed like someone cut them apart. Her eyes were no longer asking to see anything. The scenes horrified her soul. Anna started panicking when she heard a noise coming from behind the door. A black cat came out from there, and under the soles of those fellows, he made a cross sign using their own blood. She couldn't even utter a word, as if someone stole her voice away. Tears were flowing from her eyes like heavy rainfall. She silently watched everything, how the cat used his sharp claws to peel their skin off, and they had no power to scream.

"just like your Luna, and...” "You wanted more, so much more that you gave so much in exchange, you fucking gave him your body and mind and soul and you sold seeds for attention and cheap revenge.” "You did unthinkable things which includes you wanting to kill her child in the meanest way and make her sorrowful for the rest of her life, just like you.” Hunter rubs my hair, calming me down. “He is a serpent and you, his venom.” He continues. "But you were so blind to see he was nothing without his tool, too greedy to walk away, so you went in heads deep, sucking his dick and his shit.”

I turned, impaling him in the heart with my hand, pushing further, slowly, till my hands came out the back, “You test me, shadow.” He smiled, blood coming out of mouth, his nonexistent eyes crying blood. With force, I took my hand out and he fell to the floor. I was now standing back at the hill, still without color, my hand covered in blood the only thing that pertained color. “I’m hungry, Damon. Find me a soul good enough for her life. I’m craving something rotten.” “Understood.” The skies parted open once again and the sun shone. Color had taken control and time had regained order. The blood in my hands were gone.

"I have a lot that I need to explain to you, and I don't want to overwhelm you. She took a deep breath and nodded at me to continue. "As I said before, I am a hunter in an organization called The Vindicta. I have been training since I was ten years old. My parents were killed in an attack by a rogue werewolf and Liam, and I were rescued by Ard’al. He took us in and was a father to us. When it came time for the trials I won. I became a hunter and I've been going on mission after mission ever since. Ard’al told me when I became a hunter that we all have one destined person, a soul mate. We already have a bond, but it won't fully form until we accept each other completely."

“Then bleed for your sins.” I summon the Seraphin glow, light flaring from my palm. “Not sins—mistakes.” He lunges. Steel slams light, sparks spray. The ruins echo with every clash. Jude’s voice cuts through the noise: “Don’t give him an inch, sunshine!” “I’m trying!” I yell back, ducking a swing that splits a stone pillar. The hunter moves fast—too fast. Each blow carries hate years old. “You destroyed everything!” he shouts. “Families, homes, my bloodline!”

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.

It's bright lights blinded her as she stared straight ahead like a deer caught in headlights. "Who the hell?" One of the men growled as the ignition to the car turned off and the driver side door flew open. Shock rolling through her Summer watched as Asher emerged from the car with a wrench in hand. Like a God of vengeance he was on Cliff who was closest to him within a minute wrench connecting directly with his head. The man yelled as blood began pouring from the spot that it connected with. Ignoring his feeble attempts to hit him Asher swung again this time hitting Cliff's temple. Like a rag doll he crumpled to the ground unmoving.

If anything, he got louder. "Officers, perfect timing! You tell me who's right! My brother makes six figures a year, and our dad is dying in the hospital, but he won't pay a single cent! What kind of person does that?" One of the officers turned to me. "Are you his brother?" I nodded and stepped outside. "I am. However, I have no obligation to pay." The moment I said that, Brian pointed at me and started yelling. "Did you hear that? Everyone, listen! This is a top university graduate! Cold-blooded!"

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."

---- "You have outdone yourself." A cruel baritone voice said as I slowly regained consciousness. My body aches so badly as my eyes adjust to the darkness. "That's why I'm nicknamed the Hunter serial killer." he snorted. "A fairy, a mermaid, a werewolf, a witch, and even the powerful prophesied blood that I have desired for myself to resurrect our Lord." The voice said with excitement. "With the blood of each species we will, we will surely succeed this time. With her blood we can resurrect my Lord."