Shadowhunters Werewolves Novels & Stories

Obviously, he was a wanderer and an easy target for the hunters. Poor kid. He must be already dealing with so much being a rogue and died of a death that he didn't deserve. Hunters are humans who want to end our kind and other shifters. They strongly believe that we are evil and need to be finished at any cost. They are brutal and show no mercy when it comes to killing us. They know newly shifted wolves are weak because our first shift is the most torturous and often attacks them. After all, newly shifted wolves are vulnerable.

his voice broke off and I start to feel a cold chill down my spine. “What! Hunters?” but I didn’t get a response. The line was breaking, I was losing connection “How many ?” I probed. He was trying to say something but it was hard to make any sense of what he was saying. Sapphire didn’t just join forces with enemy packs, she gathered werewolf hunters to take down Dark Wolf. It explained why there were so many Silver bullets. Werewolf hunters are humans who are trained to take down werewolves. They have dedicated their lives to permanently destroying and eradicating the werewolf species. To hunters, werewolves are nothing but animals. Did Sapphire really have to go that far to betray her spec

"His wolf form is different. Bigger than the others. It stands tall. Only hybrids are capable of beating him hands down." "Is that the wolf we saw the previous day he had a clash with Hoots father?" I asked curiously. "That's not its original form. When he stands tall, you feel intimidated, and the only thing you can do is run." I have read books on supernatural beings. Vampires, werewolves, white wolves, hunters, and Lycans. Vampires are most times handsome and beautiful, but they must not see the sun if they do, they would die. Werewolves and Vampires are enemies from day one. I don't know why Werewolves and werewolf hunters had to fight each other, but instead worked together to find the

Cormac’s ginger-furred wolf steps up next to Kian, baring his teeth, but even the new alpha seems to be waiting for Kian’s call. This close, I can see that while half the invading group is normal shifters, a nearly equal amount are shadow shifters. By default, they’re stronger and faster than the rest of us. Which means we are vastly outnumbered. An odd, screaming silence fills the void between our two groups. Then Kian’s voice reaches out through mind speak, tinged with a hint of disgust. Quinton?

“But the hunter's aren't just trained soldiers with high tech weapons and good battle tactics.” Kimberly flung her legs to the sides of the bed, her ear attentive for what he was about to say. “Many decades ago,” He began, turning around to face her. “The hunters started with twelve noble families that came together seeking the annihaltion of the werewolves’ existence. These families were bestowed upon by the six most powerful witches at the time, with unique strength and abilities differing them from the average humans.

He continued “As you are aware, I have waited for this day to come as you are now up to age and as my heir and only child, all who are present in this room are here to witness as my responsibilities have also become yours” A lot was made known to Kliara, secrets about the werewolves and hunters alike and how it is their duty to stand against them. The great battle between the Hunters (humans imbued with powers for heightened senses, agility and strength by magic known to them as Oracle) and werewolves (cursed creatures of the night, half humans half werewolves) began at the dawn of time.

So who the hell ordered this? The blood shadow pack is the strongest pack in the tribe of Moon hunt, they are a mixture of both witches and werewolves in one pack. There I saw Lucas, my soon-to-be mate, my heart, my love standing in front of the scaffold as if he wanted to break out a piece of news. Happily, I leaped toward him, thanking the goddess, now he would be able to help me and stop the killing. So far, another trouble came, I went still, hearing the announcement, I was in shock.

She rallied her vampire allies, leading them in a counter-attack against the werewolf pack. The circle of bloodshed and destruction expanded, consuming all in its path. Lives were lost, the ground soaked with the blood of both werewolves and vampires. The air crackled with power and despair, the once-beautiful landscape now scarred by the ravages of war. Amareux, torn between his loyalty to his pack and his love for Arayah, found himself caught in the crossfire. He fought alongside his werewolf brethren, hoping to quell the violence and bring an end to the cycle of vengeance. But with every strike, every fallen comrade, the weight of betrayal bore down upon him.

I plummeted to the ground and this happened next. Am I dreaming? Is this place what the humans called heaven? "Hunter Grey? Is that really you?" I asked, confused, curious, and still hesitating. "And who are these enemies you are talking about?" Hunter's new face darkened. "They are a secret society of half vampires, half werewolves, and half-witches, shrouded in darkness and steeped in evil. They have been plotting against you and your loved ones for years, and now they are ready to strike."

There was a Hunter in his hotel. The stench of death that clung to Hunters was hard to hide. The darkness, the evil in their souls, always gave them away. Hunters were human, but they committed so many heinous acts in their mission to eradicate all werewolves that he could never sense any humanity in them. Just death and darkness. He heard Layla’s elevated heartbeat behind him and turned to look at her. Her grip was so tight on the rail that he could see the metal bending between her fingers. He turned back to Britney quickly and gave her a tight smile.