Speed Hunter Novels & Stories

Blood gurgles from the Hunter's mouth as he crumples to the ground, his lifeless eyes staring up at the night sky. "Woohoo!" Vivaldi exclaims, his face alive with the thrill of the fight. He charges at the Hunters with the speed of a cheetah on espresso shots, his wild hair whipping in the wind. Bullets, arrows, and other projectiles sail towards him, but he embraces the impact like a metalhead at a mosh pit, making no effort to dodge them.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

Levi’s deep voice sounded out. “Yeah. That’s why I contacted several of my colleagues from different departments and had them send over some of their Scenters.” Judging by the glint in Fynn’s eyes, Noah guessed, “Good news?” “Indeed! One of their Scenters managed to recognize the scent of our Shooter! He is a hired hitman going by the codename Swiftrain. They have been trying to catch him for quite some time now.” ❗ Important News ❗

My body buzzed with tension, every instinct screaming that something wasn’t right. And then, the gunshot. It was too close. I twisted, moving out of the way just in time as the bullet sliced through the air where I’d been standing. A growl ripped from my throat, my body surging forward as I shifted midair. The transformation sharpened everything—the scents, the sounds, the movement in the shadows. My eyes locked onto one of the hunters pressed against a tree, his rifle raised. I didn’t give him the chance to fire again.

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

“12 out of 21 deer have been killed by this hunter.” Holding my spear, I am trying to catch my breath while paying my whole attention to the keeper. Keepers are the one who has the information of how many kills a hunter has in an hour. “None other than, Raffi of the Ambrose’s!” I saw my father fixing his hunter’s robe while wearing his huge smile. The whole tribe is excited especially the women of which gender I belong to. I started to walk to the wooden stage created by the tribe for this kind of ceremony. Everybody is happy and I hope this will last forever.

Cael secretly turned to the top of the tree and turned to his companions. And because like him, vampires have a strong sense of hearing, he couldn’t tell his friends. Cael also didn’t shift like a werewolf because it was not yet needed. Instead, he would use his boomerang. Vampires rushed and attacked; the hunters were also alert. The hunters move quickly. Because the vampires were fast, they had a little more difficulty attacking them, and aside from they didn’t use their abilities.

Hunter stares out at the empty highway. "I can." Because somewhere out there, I was probably stealing their SUV across state lines— —and Aiden Hale had never wanted a chase more.

As soon as he did he stepped on the gas and reversed away with bullets piercing the tires and shattering the windscreen. "Lay low!" The flat tires plus uneven ground caused the car to slow down. Before they knew it Angelo's car was almost nose to nose with theirs. "Give it up, kiddo, there's no way you're going to get far with flat tires and two guns." "Shut up!" Hunter told him. Hunter was laying low, watching the rear, trying to stay on the path. He had one hand on the wheel and the other aimlessly shooting at the car in front of them.

His opponent was moving fast, evenly moving faster than major vampires, perhaps his training paid off really well. Rapidfire got hold of himself rigidly on his feet, he steadied himself forward avoiding pressure and gravity from hindering his momentum. He skidded forward like a rope was hanging behind his back supporting his crusade, triple clawed fist at the latter's face but Huntman was fast. The fastest he has ever encountered.