Saving People Hunting Things Novels & Stories

“The leader’s dead, and his second in command is on the run, we believe, with a few surviving assholes. The rest of his people were removed from the burned house upstairs. Or what they left of them.” “Okay, so you guys are really going for the permanent fix for this, then.” “Look, these guys were selling their friends, neighbors, and relatives to be hunted down and killed by human hunters looking for a unique hunting thrill.” The human animal control officer may have looked unhappy and maybe a little upset, but the mention of humans hunting them for fun and games sat even worse in his mind. He looked nauseated at the idea. “If you think humans got away from being hunted, then you’ve got that

A sudden gunshot rang out, startling both Aurora and the vampire hunters, followed by the tiger's fierce roar. She bent down, using her whole body to shield Harvey, afraid that a stray bullet would hit him. Above the slope, Peter and his team also spread out, hiding in the large trees nearby. It wasn't until they saw a group of people approaching wearing police uniforms that they breathed a sigh of relief and walked out simultaneously. This country controls the use of guns and ammunition quite strictly. Therefore, if not the police, then only dangerous criminals use one way or another to own this weapon.

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

We should go and face whatever's in there, take whatever we can get, our freedom or destruction. And we are rewarded with a door, very likely the door whose latch we heard. I offer to go in first since I have the gun. But Jasper goes ahead and gently opens the door. All the ancient charm that enshrouded the basement thus far disappears, we seem to walk from a feverish trance into our harsh modern reality.

Surviving meant staying alive, and staying alive meant eating, to eat you need to have food, and to have food you will need to hunt, hunting always brought them out of hiding but not all of the humans came out during the hunting time. They had scouts, they had groups, made of the finest and well trained fighters that they had, the quietest and stealthiest of them because coming out meant you were in danger of being spotted by the scavenging demons which roamed the forest and flew above the empty lands, their very sharp eye sight could easily spot any thing moving down below and that could easily put the hiding place of the humans in danger of being discovered. Night time was the only time th

He would kill Armando with his bare hands. Hunter didn't know how he spent the next five days in the warehouse. There was only one thing on his head. No matter what, he had to get his Silvia back. And for her, he'd do any f*cking thing. After a devastating week, he was informed that Armando with his six men was on the move. He was heading somewhere. This was the first time he stepped out of his rogue pack. Hunter had heard about this rogue pack a long before. The pack of ruthless rogues who slaughtered people and stole from them. The kingdom had sent a troop to kill these rogues but they all ended up dying.

I watched for a moment before walking toward my door. As I was shutting it, I heard Elena whisper, “Go get your man, Auntie.” I shook my head. That girl was a disaster walking, and I absolutely adored the organized chaos that was Elena. I quietly crept down the stairs before slipping out the back door and into the forest. I stopped beneath his tree, looking up, scanning the tree for him but not finding him. “I know you’re here, ‘Sprey. I can feel you.” He sighed as he swung himself down out of the tree. “Hey, Scarlett. I was just leaving. I was hunting a squirrel. They’re fast and good to hunt to keep myself fresh and-”

“Listen, Phoebe, you may have forgotten the current situation, we are vampire hunters our mission is to hunt and kill vampires, not save humans.” Phoebe still didn't understand what Jax meant, she frowned and asked: “Aren't we hunting and killing Vampires also saving people, instead of constantly going to different places to hunt Vampires, why don't we bring all the townspeople back to the base, like that Vampire won't be able to harm them anymore." Jax leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on Phoebe as if he wanted to eat Phoebe alive, making Phoebe goosebumps:

She pointed to Elian and Brandon. - You're lying. - despite the words, I saw in the eyes of the young hunter not doubts, but a desire to believe. - And why are you all alive? The boy glanced at his teammates. Are you really different? - We are different. I want to convey to your leaders. We need help to keep the truly bloodthirsty predators at bay. - Vincennes will be at the charity event. Some auction of ancient objects, all the money goes to a fund for children with cancer.

I offer her a smile, and her eyes drop to look at my exposed teeth, and I feel a wave of self-consciousness as she zeros in on my canines. "Do you really use your teeth when hunting for food," she asks quietly, changing the subject completely. I nod while trying not to show my confusion at her question. "Yes. What do humans use," I ask, and she laughs a little? My pride rejoices in earning the joyful sound from her, and I smile. Her heart rate has returned to normal, and her petite body is relaxed into mine. "Most humans don't hunt. We purchase our meat in stores with money. Large companies produce or breed our food. But when people do hunt, it is mostly for sport. They tend to use guns or w