Quotes Hunter Novels & Stories

He let out a boisterous laugh, placing a hand over his chest as it bobbed vigorously. “Ok, Kaia. Let’s see what you’re made of.” ***Julian If someone had told me I’d be hunting alongside a large predatorial wolf who tracked the woods faster than I could blink, I would have laughed in their face. She was incredible... fast as she was lethal. Before I knew it, the wolf pounced on a young buck and let out a howl for my attention. Sharpened canines dug into the poor animal’s throat as it thrashed around, letting the blood pour out. The wolf was unfazed as it clenched its jaw, holding a firm grip. Slowly, the legs stopped kicking. And then only a few last twitches before the animal’s eyes glassed

We know their aim is to always find the chance, and when they get it, slaughter us. They have got the skill. In fact, a Hunter with no weapon whatsoever and whose hands are even tied together may kill a Vampire, if he's not being careful. Hunters are very advanced and more like us, supernatural, but it's just that their DNA is of a human, and they are solely made to protect Humans.

A male voice, that I didn’t know, asked. Looking up, I saw a male player, standing a few feet away. His character was a vampire, but he was wearing the armor of a Hunter. Hunters in this game were players that found pleasure in attacking other players for their gold pieces and items. Granted, only common items could be looted.

Eyes cold as the ice. "I've seen bears throw wolves," the hunter said, looking at Sebastian. "Never seen a man do it." Harper aimed her rifle at him. "Who are you?" The hunter ignored the gun. He pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket. It was a "Wanted" poster. [ SEBASTIAN STERLING. DEAD OR ALIVE. $100,000,000 ] "Name's Jack," the hunter spat tobacco juice into the snow. "And you folks are the most expensive game I've ever tracked."

Dad grunted, sighing heavily. “I don’t know, Dad.” I shook my head. I was also frustrated that I couldn’t find anything about these hunters, even a name. “They are humans. That’s for sure,” Shadow said, “They could have military service because they seem well-trained, meticulous, and organized, and they left without a trail to follow, just a brand on their victims.” “How are the victims killed?” Zack asked. “Silver bullets, burning, beheading—” Everyone gasped. “They also use crossbows but took arrows with them,” I added.

The beta said, neatly placing the daggers and blades on the table. "Hunters….." Evelyn muttered, the word rolling out of her tongue leaving a bitter taste. "Who's hunters?" Rain asked before flopping down on one of the chairs. "Hunters are humans or sometimes other supernatural beings like us, " Scarlett started, "Humans were the first ones known as hunters. They used to hunt us and other supernatural beings like us because they were afraid of our power but that changed long ago. Now, hunters include humans, vampires, and even werewolves. They're a group of people who kill and attack people when they are offered money for the job." Scarlett heaved a sigh. "Hunter attacks are surprising which

Hunter excitedly looked ahead of them. There was a huge elk that was silently eating a bit of the fallen fruits from the tree. Its huge antlers were almost two feet long, spread out with sharp edges. “That looks like a good target,” Issac whispered crouching down. Everyone also hid behind the huge tree nearby. The elk glanced up as if sensing them. They went silent, looking at the prey. “I want to hunt it,” Hunter whispered with an excited grin. His hand was clutching onto a small dagger that they used back in the island.

What followed would be the inevitable days of sex and closing feasts before they took their mates home for their tribes to welcome. The second group of hunters was searching more slowly for a scent that would knock them over. They needed to find the one scent that would tell them which prey was their mate. They were taking their time, searching the grass and brush. When one of those hunters found the scent, he would take off at a dead sprint, a cheer going up around him as he found a trail to chase. Every hunter knew they had a prey in the Hunt due to the new rules, but not every hunter had seen their prey in the starting line. Some hunters had to work to get a scent of the trail they would

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.