Novel & Cerita Quotes Hunter

She knew the cleanup team would arrive soon. They exited the woods and got back into the car. Everyone was silent, until Ruth finally spoke again. “Those people you saw... they’re called the Hunters. Not the deer-and-rabbit kind. The ones who bear hatred for werewolves. They pretty much want to wipe every werewolf off the map. Good or bad, it doesn’t matter to them.” She paused and glanced at them. “Alex, you look like you just got indigestion. Are you okay?” Alexander looked up slowly, worry all over his face. “Those two back there...” he muttered.

With a soft breath, he started to explain. “Hunters are humans who know of the existence of werewolves. Or rather, their entire lives are dedicated to the extermination of werewolves from the earth. Many operate on their own but there are families who have generations of Hunters in their lineage. Where one Hunter goes, many more tend to follow, Anna.” And then he gave her a severe look. “There’s a symbol carved into his neck. You can check it for yourself. We’re not dealing with just any set of humans. We’re dealing with a group that will stop at nothing to kill any werewolf they come across. No matter if they are rogues, or not.” Anna processed his words slowly, a sudden dread began to set

“You know that is not fair. She could be saving us all from him. That includes your sorry ass.” A deep gray wolf with piercing amber eyes snarls at us as it approaches us around the corner of the building we are walking along the side of. Before quickly moving toward us. Hunter’s hand falls to his side quickly, pulling out the handgun sitting within his pocket, and shooting. He has been at the shooting range lately, I know that, and clearly his practice has benefited him, as the wolf falls to the floor before our feet with a whimper, blood spreading from the thick fur onto the sidewalk at our feet.

The hunter shrugged. “I’m very good at dangerous games.” Marcus stepped forward then, his posture rigid with restrained fury. “You’re not leaving this clearing alive.” The hunter’s smile didn’t falter. “That depends.” His eyes returned to me again. “On whether she cooperates.” My chest tightened. “What do you want from me?” His answer came simply. “Come with us.” Adrian’s growl shook the air. “Absolutely not.” The hunter sighed. “I figured you’d be difficult.” He gestured lightly toward the wolves surrounding us.

"We hunt." ​

Caroline remembered Colton killing supernatural creatures with his sword and beheading their head into two pieces. He had tattoos all over his body, not that he made it out of fashion. It was because he was chosen to be a hunter. A lot of humans train to be a hunter, but not everyone is chosen. At the same time, the chosen hunters had their own disadvantages. They always have the urge to kill vampires, werewolves, or other creatures. Because the more they kill, the stronger they become.

he whispered, voice edged with steel. But the scent hit me then, familiar, bitter, wrong. My blood iced. “No,” I breathed, stepping back. “Not a rogue. A hunter.” Kael’s eyes snapped to mine. He understood instantly. Hunters, humans trained to track, trap, and kill wolves, were worse than rogues. They didn’t fight for dominance or survival. They fought for extermination. The figure stepped into view, crossbow gleaming beneath the moonlight, eyes sharp and merciless. His smile was thin, cruel.

This is his second hunt. His weapon according to his name is a sniper, he is a sharpshooter known not to miss a target and can shoot as far as three thousand yards. " Pair him up with the alpha, " Percy instructed his excitement growing. He has always enjoyed the process of picking out the killers for each hunt, there was something phenomenal diving into individuals killers' personalities and picking out the ones that will give the most exhilarating show to his Patrons. Pick the black guy, Percy said to the guy by the screen stopping his movement again.

"The hunters killed children?" "Yes," Hunter said. His eyes were solid black now. "Without a second's hesitation. I transformed, took the others into the forest and ran, but I could hear—they were ruthless. I don't even think they're alive. There's nothing good in them." He grit his teeth. "I thought we had gotten away, but they were just setting a trap. Playing with us. They let me get almost close enough to reach my father before they shot me in the back with a wolfsbane dart."

Hunter's running ability is unquestionable. He is a wolf. No matter how fast Jonea drives the scooter and how far she goes, Hunter can find her quickly with his running ability and sense of smell. Hunter cut his way through small alleys between shops and markets. Several times he saw the scooter speeding up at the end of the road. Hunter continues to hunt her. Until he arrived at an entertainment area filled with nightclubs, karaoke places, mini supermarkets, several small restaurants, and many ramen shops scattered there.