Shadowhunters Novelas e Histórias

But before anyone could speak again— A scream echoed outside. Then another. A Nightfang warrior burst through the broken entrance, blood covering his chest. “Alpha!” He collapsed to one knee. “The Shadowclaw pack brought hunters with them.” Gabriel froze. Selene’s face lost color instantly. Hunters. Not ordinary wolves. Moon hunters. Executioners. The kind sent to destroy supernatural threats. My blood ran cold. The warrior’s voice shook. “They said if we refuse to surrender the girl…” A pause. Then the words that shattered the remaining calm in the hall. “They’ll burn Moonridge to the ground.”

Selene gasped, pushing herself up from the altar. ​"Selene! Watch out!" Kael’s roar cut through the howling wind. ​Selene turned just in time to see three dark figures leap through the blinding curtain of snow onto the platform. They wore raven-feather cloaks and masks forged from cold iron—the High Assembly's elite Shadow-Hunters. ​The lead hunter raised a heavy, silver-tipped crossbow, aiming directly at Selene's heart. "The rebel Luna dies!" ​Before the trigger could be pulled, Kael stepped into the line of sight.

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

His son, Ben, was my best friend, as our parents were before us. It was Darren Richards who filled in the blanks for me. He put my memory loss down to childhood trauma. That witnessing my parents brutal murder had been the trigger. My mind blocked out everything as a way to protect myself from the pain of loss. The last thing I know, is that we are not alone in this world. That living amongst us are all manner of creatures that would do us, humans, harm. That the Hunters were created to protect humans from these creatures. I found this out when I turned 10. Darren brought me and Ben to his headquarters, he explained to us that it was creatures that killed my parents. That if we wanted to, we

“We have our demons too, literal ones, and the thirst to rip everything apart, bathe in the blood of the innocent. The humans are not wrong; there is a monster within us all. But we don’t cross that line. You’ll be surprised how much control we have over ourselves. A lot more than humans give us credit for.” “And what about those who have crossed the line?” He asked, knowing well that there were instances of madness and bloodshed. “We have protocols in place to eliminate any threats.” I told him the truth. “Hunters?” I nodded, taking another sip. “They’re a kind of hybrids; half-demon and half-human. They take care of those who can no longer be brought back. The ones who have abandoned all h

Richard looked at her with pride, knowing Amalie would be proud of the daughters they had created. The girls had turned 18 in April and it was now June. They were officially old enough for their first Hunt. The Hunt was a three-week festival that happened every June. Every tribe in the Shifter Kingdom was mandated to send their unmated adult shifters to the Hunt. It was here, and here alone, that an alpha shifter was able to find and claim their omega mate. Claiming and marking outside of the Hunt was punishable, not by death, they weren't savages, but definitely by public humiliation and demotion within the shifter ranks. To be able to control yourself and your baser desires was the highest

More- I was curious. Anna grabbed my hand to protect me, and Bell did the same. I twisted the stem. The coldness leaped along my arm like an iced spirit freed from a spring. The blow was mild against the soggy bite of my own body. The hatch opened, and the darkness beyond was denser; it seemed to swell into the new side, smoothing shadow. We flinched away, opposed to touching this initial blackness. I was sure it was not nighttime yet. Anna gazed at her wristwatch, and it sent chills down her spine when she noticed the hands of the clock were juggling.

“Someone wants her dead, and not just dead .. they want it to happen in the most gruesome way.” “Jesus!” cursed Shayne “Just how much does Marcus hate her that he will put a bounty on her head and that too on a site where hunters take on their mission? Shouldn’t he be like wanting her alive .. so that he can exploit her some more? Why will he want Thalia dead and that too in the hands of a hunter-“ It was known that shifter hunters were the most brutal and ruthless enemy of the shifters. Their methods were so cruel that they were enough to make any shifter quake in fear and much more so if they had a bounty on their head.

He let out a breath and said, “This goes back over twenty years ago. I was home from college during the summer between my junior and senior year, and we all threw a huge lake party one night when a bunch of people had just gotten back from school. It was actually a great party, and this was before they patrolled that area so heavily. Anyway, we were all under the influence, and not paying attention to our surroundings, when an attack came in from the woods. A group of hunters had figured out what we were.” “Hunters?” I asked. “I didn’t think hunters existed anymore.” “They’re not common anymore since we know to hide what we are from humans now, and fortunately for us, humans who believe in w

They weren’t always together, but I saw their faces multiple times. It was apparent they were scoping the house out. Our safehouse isn’t all that safe. Given these men are out during the day, they must be humans working for the vampires. Either unknowingly or knowingly. You can’t imagine how many people want to become a vampire. I blame that dumbass book and movie trilogy Twilight. And to an extent, I’ll pass the blame to Vampire Diaries. It’s better but still perpetuates this fantasy of being a vampire. People should watch more Supernatural. Now that is a show getting things right. Though it’s also the show that got a lot of dumb American hunters into hunting with no real skill or clue, thi