Solo Leveling Hunter Novels & Stories

Hunter said. "We don't know who Silvia is," The other guy croaked out and Hunter's eyes darkened. Putting his phone aside. He barked at his men who scurried inside. "Strip them," Hunter ordered and their faces paled. His men did as told and within seconds both the guys stood there butt naked with their hands tied behind their backs. "One of you shift," Hunter said looking at one of his men who shifted quickly into his wolf form. "I want you to f*ck that guy," Hunter said pointing at the f*cker who looked as if his soul left his body.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

Timothy unlocked the safe and I immediately reached past him to grab my rifle. I slowly met each one of their eyes. “Count to ten and come find me.” I dashed towards the woods and after glancing behind me to make sure they weren't there, I darted to the left. I ran all the way to the deer field and scaled a tree. I made sure that I was completely concealed. I kept my breathing light and shallow. I waited until I heard them moving through the woods. I scouted the area until I found them, walking carefully through the woods. Timothy lifted his hand and pointed to the left, before pointing to the right. I almost giggled, barely catching myself as I watched them really try to hunt me down. I mad

all five needles launch themselves towards the Lv2 Hunter It senses it and tries to retreat but Jimboy suddenly appears on its side "where are you going!"- Jimboy without a moment of rest, Jimboy touch the back of the lvl2 Hunter "CLUTCH!"- Jimboy JIMBOY/MANA: 75/150 in this 0.5 seconds, the body of the HUNTER STIFFEN! *ZOOM!* the five needles successfully stab the head of the lvl2 Hunter! because of this the lv2 hunter suddenly stop its movements

The dark figure let out a guttural cry of pain, its life essence flowing forth in a torrent of gore. Hunter is not a skilled swordsman, he sheath his sword to his side for emergency and fights bloody with his lupine abilities. Like a true beast, he launches at a group of five rogues, sending two tumbling in the air with a thrust of his hands as he sinks his teeth deep into one of their necks, his claws piercing through hard bodies, and using his victim as his shield. His jaws are dripping blood, and his clothes are now soaked in it. He sends the last body hurling toward another group as they charge toward him, scattering them in different directions.

Alpha Ryker smirked and turned to question the Z clan men, "There's no good in the evening, though it would be in the coming hours when I shall paint the streets red." "What is the progress, Beta Alvan?" Alpha Ryker turned his head to the side, enough to look at Beta Alvan who had followed Alpha Ryker after calling the Z clan. Alvan inclined his head to the side as a bow and answered, "My Alpha, there are some wolves who have turned and have already started to hunt. What shall I do about them?" "Kill them," Came the immediate reply of Alpha Ryker. He added in a hard tone, "They should know better than hunt before their Alpha."

“We all know the only way hunters would have made it through that veil is if access was granted to them. And…” “One of us,” I sigh, feeling a migraine coming on. Luca and Nyra are right. Someone who has the power to scale through that veil unscathed must have helped them. And it cannot have been a regular pack member. It’s someone much stronger. “And how are we even sure they are hunters?” Nyra says, her hand reaching for a shirt on the floor before she decides against it, the look of disgust in her eyes. “I mean, it could be anything, right?”

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

He needed to stop thinking about how lonely he was. Hunter went to the bar and drank glass after glass of whiskey. He finished several bottles, and evening folded up over the day. He saw the sky turning indigo black. Hunter hiccuped on his way up to the room. Although highly drunk, he managed to go up without falling on his face. He used the washroom, relieving his bladder before he conked out on the bed on his stomach. ~~~

The Hunter ignores the face and turns to the men, "I'm gonna count to ten. You know the rules." They all race into the trees in smiling faces, speaking their language as they go. "C'mon, let's hide," he grabs Sophia's hand and pulls her along. "Where are they going to?" "To hide and then move to attack. I told you it was training," he reminds her. The Hunter sits behind a log of tree, counting loudly... "1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9..."