Shadowhunters 1 Novels & Stories

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

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

Among the minions in the Hunt, they’d have creations designed to hunt down anyone or anything at the command of their masters and mistresses. Alrick struggled to catch his breath. His heart raced. He could taste his fear. Suddenly, a Shining One pointed to one of the Magic users. Then the Hunt collectively pounced on all the ritualists. They tore into them. Tearing them apart. Blood and gore were everywhere. Gods, it’s a slaughter. The shock from the sheer panic Alrick felt knocked him back. He fell back. The last thing he saw was a Fae monster running towards him before everything went black for him.

Sun Stroke was one of the world’s most notorious hacker networks, completely elusive to law enforcement for years, and treated as a cult like religion or god to those who wanted to be part of it. He fished around in his pocket. “I heard you were in town and I had been following you a bit, hoping to get you alone.” He held up a piece of paper that had a code on it I had recently deciphered for Toby, one of the Men In Black. It was at the top of my classified level, surely not for a civilian's eyes. “Where the fuck did you get that,” I demanded.

he finally mumbled quietly to me. I looked over at him with a tilt of my head. What did that have to do with Rem’s bed preferences? He looked at me uneasily for a moment and then said, “Hunters aren’t fully human either. We’re not supernatural beings like werewolves, but we’re different from average humans. That’s how we’re able to do what we do. Some come from witch and wizard bloodlines, others heroes of old lore… but there’s always something about our bloodlines that gives us a stronger edge.”

he continues before letting me go and meeting my gaze. I tilt my head. "The nightcrawlers. It turns out they're not what I thought they are. Remember when you met Syria?" I nodded. "You healed her and brought her back, and she was a nightcrawler," he says. I went silent for a few seconds before I realized something and my eyes snap at him. Yes, I remember now. Syria was a nightcrawler, and when I touched her... "That means all the others are..." I looked at Hunter who nods before saying, "Dragon shifters. They were cursed, but you can lift it. You can save them, just like you saved Syria," he tells me as I step back and gasp.

Addie said. The demon laughed "Well she has some guts now doesn’t she." Rainn pushed Addie behind him and said, “Well, I thought I'd get to explain everything to you before you would see me in my hunter form, but I can't take these guys on like this." Addie watched in amazement as both Rainn and Liam changed into what looked like skeletons shimmering over them, their coats now looked tattered. Rainn had a purple glow around him, but Liams was blue. "Now we are talking", the leader says. “Hunters let me tell you the name of the demon that is finally going to kill you both."

They trained and worked hard on their bodies, living a perfectly healthy lifestyle, building up their muscles, and becoming more deadly with each generation, because Hunters are born, created from other Hunters, and the Immortals hated them. Like the Immortals they passed on their knowledge to each subsequent generation and they grew stronger, not as powerful as the Shifters they hunted mercilessly but their numbers grew and they were not above recruiting the hapless male humans to aid them. What they lacked in strength and size they made up for in numbers chasing down their prey uncaring of the many frail human casualties left in their wake. All they cared about was their prize, t

CHAPTER SIX : THE FIRST DEATH Lyra woke up cold. Not regular cold. Not the kind of cold that came from winter weather or a lack of blankets. The kind of cold that came from lying on frozen ground with no pack bond to keep you warm. The kind of cold that sank into bones and stayed there. The kind of cold that could kill. She opened her eyes slowly. Everything hurt. Her head pounded. Her chest ached like someone had carved out her heart with a dull knife.

The secret was dead, and Anna and Sophie had spent eight years trying to stitch reality back together, one nightmare at a time. Then came the Pulse. Two years ago, a shockwave of unknown origin had rippled through the ley lines, effectively neutering the shifter world. It was a surgical strike against the animal, severing the soul’s connection to the fur. This great muting had created a power vacuum that every predatory faction on earth rushed to fill.