Shadowhunters Book 1 Novels & Stories

I returned the book from the bookshelf it was taken from. While walking out of the library, I couldn't help but go back to what I had read. After the war, some vampires started to kill humans. It was not enough for them to drink blood from people, they killed people indiscriminately. The world leaders complained, but the purebloods turned a blind eye to everything. So, in retaliation to that, the world leaders created the Hunters Association. It was a group of humans highly trained to kill supernatural beings.

Instead, she stares at me, her gaze portraying so many things as she drags her canine along her skin, and when the scent of blood hits me, I feel something stir. “Here,” she says quietly, offering her now bleeding wrist to me. “It shouldn’t take much.” Nodding, I gently grab her skin, and then, while keeping my gaze locked on hers, I bring her wrist to my lips. And as the taste of blood explodes on my tongue, I begin to drink. As I do, I’m shocked to find that the coppery taste is shifting and becoming something sweet. It’s the strangest thing, but it warms me as it travels down my throat and enters my system.

His hands loosened from Trisha's pink cardigan before his head rammed into the cold, hard earth with so much force that he thought that his skull had cracked open like an egg's shell. He heard the ebbing footsteps of the Trisha and Wilkes as they continued for their lives. It was every person for himself—and herself and he couldn't blame them. Perhaps if they escape, they'll bring the school authorities to his corpse hidden hundreds of metres below and he'll get a befitting burial. He felt the shadows swarm all around him like bees feasting on honey which was in this case, thick, pulpy blood gushing out of his ear. “The long arm of the Goddess will always catch up with you,” the shadows bega

A light electric shock struck her hand and a warning appeared on the page, “This book is meant for the eyes of the Holy Clan. None but those whom are members of the clan may read this book. Great protections shroud this book and anyone defying this requirement will find themselves turned to stone.” “ interesting,” Raven thought. “ I suppose it’s time to find out if I really am a part of this clan.” She dared to turn the page. Wind started picking up and swirling around her. She looked around the room to see if anything had appeared. Raven still seemed to be alone in this library. As she read the first line, on the first page, the wind calmed itself, and she knew once, and for all, this was h

Even the fact they it was an Alpha and Luna. This is a plot against every shifter. It's not a one-time hit. This person or group could be planning to wipe out an entire hierarchy. Who knows what the plan is, or who is running around with those sneaky fucking vials of wolfsbane. So I revved the engine and headed back. It was mid afternoon by the time I saw the castle turrets roll into view. The winter sun casting a bleak, low orange glow. After last night she's probably still pissed at me. I can't believe those four guys were Shadowlands. They showed no mercy, it was take and kill. They wanted that vial at the expense of my head. There was no reasoning.

I watched her shake her head and let her gaze meet that of my now shattered vases. "I... I read this book in the palace, well half read the book, it was all about the first Lycan ruler and his people. It was extremely dull and very difficult to get into, but it briefly mentioned the first hunters, the adjacent village to the first wolf pack grew weary and formed the first hunters guild. I'm telling you, I-I held that gun and new all about it. I knew how to shoot it perfectly, and I have ideas about making weapons that I never would have thought of before. I genuinely feel like I know more about the lycanthrope than I did previously and in my head I genuinely know how to hunt your kind, and I

It made sense to him that Adrian had lost his mind and had murdered these innocent families, those children. “Okay look at these. I found them in my father’s house after his funeral,” Adrian said and handed Robert three old books, bound in leather. Robert opened the first book and began to read. It held accounts of wolf sightings, transformation ceremonies, councils, people with powers, how to kill a wolf and much more. There were detailed drawings and Robert could tell by the faded ink that the books were old indeed. Adrian knew the truth.

A shapeshifter. Behind this man, suddenly, the water blackened with hundreds of boats, all containing vampires, and then the sky, too, blackened with hundreds more vampires. It looked like an entire vampire army, all waging war, and all heading right for the Isle of Skye. Scarlet couldn’t believe it. It was as if this first person had somehow led the way for an entire vampire army. But Scarlet wasn’t about to run. On the contrary. She wanted vengeance for Polly. So instead of turning around, Scarlet ran forward, right for her attacker. And Ruth ran right beside her.

“It looked like staring to me, dear.” Elira sighed like a hopeless child as Nireya wasn’t far from the truth. The texts were so unfamiliar to Elira, she barely understood what she’d been reading for the past few minutes. “Where did you get such a book?” Nireya asked, wiping her damp hands on the apron she wore around her neck. “It's a spell book,” Elira said at the same time the grinder came to a stop, her voice raising a bit too high and maidservants nearby shared worried glances. “My Instructor gave it to me.”

But what if I tell you about the darker things that prowl the streets at night, the very same one you walk at day, would you still feel safe if you knew about the varmints that have fangs and the other, that turns into a mindless beast with claws under a full moon, Who would you fear more? Your kind? That's more interested in what you have in your purse. Or ours? The bloodsuckers, that likes to drink straight from the source, which happens to be your veins. But without casting judgment, I must confess, I too was one of those blinded humans, yes believe or not... I was, or... So I thought. My life before the cleansing was... Overwhelming, to be honest, I was too busy trying to become the best