Novel & Cerita Soul Hunter Book

Her long blonde hair that hung around her face and body had hints of blood in it from a wound just above her eye that hadn't quite been washed away by the rain. Looking into her big blue eyes that held not the single semblance of life Asher felt immediate sorrow. At such a young age she looked years older as if she had experienced so much more than someone her age should have. It was so much more than he himself could fathom. At the age of eleven Asher Roth had lived a pretty peaceful life alongside his older brother Mason and his parents Kathy and Clinton. Being the sheltered child that he was he had never experienced anything bad. His parents deeply loved one another and could hardly k

“Could it be…?” Maxime announced, “The whereabouts of the second book have been found.” Tyr’s heart thumped furiously as these words came out. “Senior Belisarius, what kind of book is the second book of wonder, and where is it now?” “The title of the second book is Souleater Grimoire,” Maxime replied. “It is a book that came into the world due to the result of the Thaeria Dynasty's fortune.”

Did they meet? What happened? Did Syne defeat Michael or did Vlad reincarnate? I mean, did he already grow a soul? Ugh! I need book two because I am so disappointed at the ending. No, not disappointed, just sad for now apparent reason. I don’t even get why I am so affected. Ugh! It's frustrating. I have a lot of questions and I don’t even know the answer. It’s killing me. The author is really good at hanging us readers. Or maybe it was really the fact that the author wanted us to imagine the ending or end it by ourselves.

he snarled, lifting me by my shirt as his fangs sank deep into my chest. I hit the ground hard, gasping and crying. When I lifted my head, he had Ronan. My brother's tear-streaked face reached for me, his cries piercing through the haze. "Silas!” "Run, little boy,” the man whispered, his voice like acid in my ear. "Run. Because when I find you again, we hunt." And then he was gone, dragging Ronan with him. I was left alone, my parents’ lifeless bodies the last thing I saw before the world went black.

“Nocturnus owns my soul, but not my body. I’ll grant him that—let him manipulate it and move whoever he wishes between worlds through me.” “Interesting!” She clapped her hands excitedly, lowering herself to the level of my lips. “Deal accepted. Let’s seal it.” When she opened her mouth, her teeth were revealed—huge and sharp like a shark’s. Sora kissed me, tearing pieces from my lips and savoring the blood as I roared in agony. When she finally released me, I was thrown backward, my vision beginning to darken as I fell, barely conscious. “But I think you’ll regret your choices, Wolf…” she said, her eager tone echoing through the approaching darkness. “Will your shell withstand Hunter’s power

Natasha I ran my fingers along the spines on my favorite shelf on the bookshelf in the corner of my room. This shelf was where all of my romance novels sat waiting to take me to another world where I could explore all of my fantasies that I was too embarrassed to verbalize. I picked up a newer book, that I had bought, up on a whim. It’s synopsis boasted of a reverse harem shifter theme that had intrigued me from the jump. I put it in my bag to read by the fountain in the middle of town later that day.

Lena The musty smell of ancient books and crackling fire enveloped me as I sat across from Hunter in his vast library. My shoulders ached from pouring over dusty manuscripts for hours, yet I was no closer to uncovering the mysterious secrets of bonding between dragon and keeper. Hunter droned on about obscure rituals, deliberately speaking in vague generalities that revealed nothing of true import. I stifled a yawn, struggling to focus. This lesson was proving as fruitless as all the rest.

“ I found out a few things that are a bit odd and concerning. It turns out the pack they are registering is called Ash Wood and has many supernaturals not just Werewolves. They also have many Spell-casters, Vampires and even have Hunters in their so called pack!” I jumped up from my chair in a rage, “What? Not only do they not care one bit about letting other supernaturals join them! They even have the fucking audacity to let in Hunters? Those Jerk-Offs are nothing but self righteous murderers! Any supernatural who considers any of their ilk a friend is simply a traitor!” When I had only been two years old my mother had been brutally killed by Hunters from The Order of Orion. It was thanks t

I snapped at him, annoyed he was able to grab my attention like he had. “Very well, let’s see where was I? Oh yes, one day I saw the God Anubis and was convinced I had died, I was starving and hallucinating. Anubis approached me and asked if I wanted to avenge my family and escape the dreadful place I was in. Of course, I told him I did, and before I knew it, he was biting into my neck and feeding me his blood. Only when I had awakened did I realize what had happened. I had heard rumors from the guards of monsters that hid in the dark, killing those that crossed their path or making them into the same kind of monster. Confused, I stared at an ordinary man that sat across from me, laughing wi

I take the time to study the last eight Soulless while dodging two hunters who focus their strength on attacking me. One had a limp but seemed to be an ex-Theta—a wolf who used to be third-in-command of the pack—, maybe an ex-Beta. He would be the hardest to take out. There were two wolves that looked to be ex-Trackers and the rest to be ex-Hunters. The Trackers would be fast in their crazed state, so I had to be faster. I change from defensive to offensive when one of the attackers lunge at me, my arm swinging out to slice at its paws with extended claws that were aimed to take my life. Black blood flows from its wounds as a howl of pain is released from the Soulless, and he tumbles to the