The Last Witch Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It's time to fight, slaughter all the hunters. I closed the link and heard the roars and howls of my wolves. I moved and ripped out the heart's five hunters in the pack without shifting. The power and fury coursing through me was too much. I circled back, watching the dark witch. "I'm not my father. You will die, witch." "Next time, Alpha," Ophelia cackles as the fires evaporate. She whispers and the old witch's throat is sliced open. "This is what I did to your mate. Good luck getting her location from her."

You have a family waiting for you. “I have learned alot about myself.” I remind Xavi. He had been with me every step of the way as I sought information. I had also learned a lot about Witches. Some from him, some from the hidden secrets of my past. “I wouldn’t have been able to do it without you.” ‘I’m not exactly a good Witch Hunter am I?’ He mutters, closing his eyes “I think we are stronger together.” He falls asleep as I listen to the rain bouncing off my van. What exactly made a good Witch Hunter? The last one I killed came back to life. But this one wouldn’t. I’m not suffering because she decided to curse my mate.

She loved that old ugly thing. Even before mom and dad broke apart, she had always read all those weird books about witches. And when they separated, it felt like it was the chance to finally explore it. And she was good with it. She had promised herself to not do bad things with it. And that was why Hunter used her. He needed a witch with clean hands to cast a spell. And mom had refused. This place… this small hut reminded me so much of my childhood. And sometimes I hated to remember it. Because all I hoped for as a child was for it to get good. But it never did.

"Chipmunks mostly live in the ground, Hunter." My lips twitched, realizing how my mother corrected Hunter, and he had this surprised look on his face when he also realized that. His mouth hanging open, and I chuckled, leaving him. "I'll talk to you later, Hunter. Find out more about those witches for me." I gave him a sheepish smile before entering the room. --- HUNTER POV I was stuck for a while in the corridor after that. My back leaning on the walls, my arms crossed to my chest, and a little smile escaped my lips.

She should have known better than to pay that old witch before confirming the spell had worked but she had put her trust in the old woman's reputation instead. She swore to find that witch and make her pay for scamming her like this. While she was seething with unbridled fury in the room, her eyes landed on her male companion who had rolled his eyes at her childish tantrum. She narrowed her eyes in annoyance and asked him, “And what are you doing here, Hunter? I thought we agreed not to meet each other until you get that woman out of this pack.” “Don't worry, Miss LeWren.” Hunter chuckled with amusement at her earlier fits. ”I have already decided to abduct her in three days. There is no nee

Georgia, marshes Hunter was soaring; he couldn’t imagine life without her. So, what if she was a witch? It didn’t matter to him. His dad stepped in front of him. “Hunter, listen to me. She’s going to destroy you. The elder saw your future.” “Let me guess, she’s one of them?” pointing to the pack “No,” his dad said firmly. “She’s our alpha’s daughter. Just hear me out.” “Dad, I’ll find a mate soon, okay?” Hunter turned and walked away.

he stated firmly, his expression shifting from skepticism to a steely determination. I looked up at him, a mix of hope and apprehension stirring within me. "Help? What kind of help?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He met my gaze with a knowing look. "We're going to need a witch hunter," he said, his words carrying a weight of finality. A chill ran down my spine at the mention of a witch hunter. They were a rare breed, skilled in tracking down and dealing with rogue witches who posed a threat to the supernatural world. The fact that Daniel was suggesting such a drastic step indicated the seriousness of the situation.

The old wizard had initially felt sorry for little Jenny and wanted to help her, thinking that she would not survive more than two months, but now she had offended many people and wolves in the tribe, and actively claimed to have been cursed, so the old wizard did not need to help her anymore. The winter was harsh, and Nick might survive due to the special bloodline in his body, but as for her, she was hardly able to endure. But what does her life and death have to do with their werewolf tribe? Her life and death were simply a matter of fate, and she was just a pawn in the grand scheme of things. Many people looked down upon her, and now she lay inside a stone bed, next to the gray wolf. Alt

“I liked that kid.” “So did I. He's good at playing innocent, among other things.” “Apparently,” he said. “So, there's no plan to take care of the hunters?” “I'm sure there is, but they're not telling me about it. Hunter has some spell that he thinks will help us keep out all undead supernaturals, so that's something. At least, it might be if Vic and Ulric let him go through with it.” “So I'm gone for two seconds and Vic replaces me with a door alarm and a witch. Great.”

June said as she released a wave of fire to knock out the hunters. As they rolled to the ground, two of the witch hunters fired arrows at the girls. “Look out,” April G yelled, raising her hands to freeze the arrows in place. “Their witches,” One of the hunters yelled as they changed the girls with swords in their hands. “Back off,” Madison yelled as she conjured the witch hunters away with her telekinesis. The witch hunters were rendered unconscious as the girls pursued the bugeyes. “How are we going to catch up to Hughley?” April G said.