Shadowhunters Novelas e Histórias

Each of her supernatural sides added its signature to the mounting pressure — vampire darkness, wolf fury, witch magic, and demon fire swirling together into something unprecedented. “Damon, get the pups to the safe rooms,” I ordered, switching channels. “Cassia, strengthen the inner wards. Focus on the tunnels first.” “Already moving them,” Damon confirmed. In the background, I could hear him coordinating with other warriors. “Lyra is leading the first group down. Cassia's got the entrance secured.” Movement on the security feeds caught my eye. The hunters were using some kind of shadow-stepping technology, appearing inside our defensive lines like ghosts. Traditional pack defenses weren't

“The Southern Clan is loyal to the council. They wouldn’t betray us.” Dorian, standing at Valen’s side, stepped forward. “It’s not a rebellion. Our scouts found evidence of an attack. The Southern Clan’s borders were breached, but there were no signs of rogues or rival vampires. This isn’t their work.” “Then who?” Valen asked sharply. Dorian hesitated before answering. “Hunters.” The room fell silent. Hunters had been a rare but deadly threat in the past. They were humans trained to hunt and kill vampires, equipped with weapons specifically designed to bypass their defenses.

he asked me dramatically, but my eyes were glued on my sister, who now was afraid. “Yeah! The Shifter Hunter!” he exclaimed aloud as if he found something hidden very well from the whole world. I clutched my fists tightly when her eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets in shock and horror. The Shifter Hunter is the biggest group of natural-born hunters who had been working against all the shapeshifters for more than two hundred years. “I think you aren’t informed but all the hunters whom you let sneak inside the pack are dead and now they are searching for you.” Raymond informed her with a sly smile, sarcasm evident in his voice.

squeaked and hid behind Caius . Alejandro stepped forward, authority thickening his voice. “If you stay here, you follow our rules. The Haven of Shadows is a sanctuary to all outcasts, wolves, witches, vampires, human, shifters alike. But if you threaten my family...” “I would sooner sever my own bloodline,” Valerius cut in quietly, reverently.

“We fight.” Kelvin stared at me, shocked. My eyes were glowing silver. “We can’t outrun this forever,” I said. “If I’m the Ghost Wolf, then let me be one.” We stepped into the tunnel as the ground began to shake. Shadows poured in from both sides—cloaked figures, each holding long silver daggers glowing with cursed energy. Flame Hunters. One of them raised a horn to his lips and blew. The sound wasn’t loud, but it cracked the air like lightning.

“He can’t keep them safe, Madeline. The Shadow Hunters are still after me — and now that you’re with him, they’ll come for all of you.” Madeline’s eyes widened. “Shadow Hunters? They still exist?” “They never stopped,” Rowan said grimly. “And they already know about the children.” William was confused but alert. “Whoever they are, we can deal with it. We don’t need you.” “You don’t understand,” Rowan said, his voice rising. “They kill anything that carries my blood — and that includes your children.” Madeline’s knees weakened. “No… no, that can’t be true.”

I can see the panic flicker in Hazel's wide eyes as she desperately tries to stay silent, her body tense with fear. I notice the faint sound of footsteps and the distant echo of a hunter's voice, searching diligently for us. If we remain perfectly still and silent, there's a chance he might overlook our hiding spot. Hunters were one of the mysterious creatures that inhabited these woods. They were incredibly fast, their piercing red eyes glowing ominously in the dark, yet they possessed a human-like appearance that made them even more unsettling. Their faces were gaunt, with sharp fangs visible when they snarled, and claws that gleamed dangerously beneath the moonlight. Their skin was extrem

Shadowed figures watching from behind trees. And eyes— red, empty, ravenous. Raine jolted back, gasping. Damon was at her side instantly. “What did you see?” She swallowed hard. “Hunters. Not human ones.” Lucian swore softly. “Shadow Hunters.” Kael’s expression turned lethal. “No. Those creatures haven’t been seen in decades.” “Because the Council controlled them,” Damon said darkly. “If they’ve escaped—or been released—” Raine pressed a hand to her forehead, shaking.

"I want you to reach outside the packs. Go to the dark web. Find the underground contractors. I want you to employ professional hunters." A heavy, uncomfortable silence dropped over the office. Hiring human hunters was a massive taboo. These were men who used silver bullets, wolfsbane gas, and high-tech tracking gear to capture and kill shifters. "Hunters?" Cross repeated, his voice thick with disbelief. "Alpha, those men are completely unpredictable. If they catch her, they might kill her just for sport."

Hades roared, "quick, get down. Aeress stay with Raven!" “Fucking great,” Aeress muttered as the boys began to shift, “the last goddamn thing we need.”' Hunters were humans, but trained to kill shifters. They were ruthless and didn't care whether they killed men, women, or children. They believed all of our kind were disgusting and nothing more than monsters. “You should shift too,” I told her, still ducking low behind the limousine, “help the men.” Hades and Jackson had already split up, heading in the direction the arrow had come from.