The Witch Hunter Novel Novels & Stories

--- We passed the borderline, and Hunter with the Eastern pack members, knew who he was, welcomed us, but Hunter didn't want to waste any more time and just quickly asked for us to go straight to the eastern mountains where the witch resided. After walking for quite some time, Hunter suddenly held my hands when we were nearing a mountain cliff. "We are near the cottage," he tightened his grip, which was weird, "Here we are," he added. "Is she old?" I whispered as I looked up at a small cottage near a cliff. He shook his head and narrowed his eyes. "No. She's kind of young." "Interesting," I said quietly. "The rest of you will wait here," he commanded his pack warriors,"If anything unusual, c

Elgar and Kathleen seemed to be aiming for Millorick who was trying to drag a child to a stone pillar, but their shots always missed. The few hunters I managed to free were trying to bring out all the captives while the witches were busy facing us. I looked around for Millorick. She was the strongest and needed to be watched out for. I saw her tie a child to a stone pillar and pull out her dagger. I chased after him and fired my rifle right into her back, knocking off her feet. I untied her and Millorick was unharmed, then got up and her face turned sinister with two long fangs. "You think that gun of yours can kill me witch hunter? You're too stupid to realize that I can't die with all your

and the clearing exploded. Two hunters loosed silver-tipped arrows into the circle, flames hissing where the points struck. Others rushed the wolves, steel flashing in the firelight. I went straight for the witch. She raised a hand and the air punched me backward, ribs screaming as I hit the dirt. “Too slow,” she spat, eyes glowing an unnatural red. The clearing turned into chaos, wolves snarling, hunters shouting, steel ringing against teeth and claws. The witch moved through it all like smoke, every gesture sending waves of force or flame lashing outward. But we kept coming.

“You didn’t know he was a hunter?” I shake my head and unhook my bra. We’re stripping down to shower. “And he didn’t know I was a witch. The group of hunters they run with were in that part of Chicago looking for a witch to kill. When Easton and Melinda realized it was me, Melinda refused to do it.” “But the hunter tried?” “Kind of. I stopped him before he could try.” “Would he have gone through with it if you hadn’t?” I shake my head. “I don’t know. You know how hunters are. They think all witches are bad. I don’t think either Easton or Melinda had actually met a witch before.”

"Scouts! Visit the other werewolves outside our village and warn them too. Make sure that there is not a single trace when you leave the human world, don't let the werewolf hunter follow you while going back to our village or better yet, hide for the time being before coming back here..." "Elders and guardian Kitsune... Please guide the omega and pups to our village. You must not let them get outside of our village because it is too dangerous for them... And lastly, Kasper, the alpha leader. I'm going to give you a mission. Find and observe the werewolf hunter." "Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to fi

Clayton looked at me before disclosing, “ You know very well from what that dick at the meeting said that she is part Hunter. Have the balls to say it. Her father was a Hunter who got mated to a werewolf. Upon learning that werewolves aren’t evil he left the Order to be with Nova’s mother. He even tried to join her mother’s pack but they refused due to what he was. They ended up choosing to both be rogues instead of rejecting one another. Nova’s father also trained her in the ways of a Hunter. Her skills and know how of Hunter techniques exceed most of the Hunter’s raised in the Order. She is not ashamed to be a Hunter but rather proud to be honest. “ I was feeling rather angry that apparent

She relaxed beneath my gaze and her lips twitched into a small smile. "What is a hellhound? Why haven't you ever told me about... well, this?" She seemed unsure of what she wanted to ask. "I have told you before. I'm afraid of scaring you, El. You've not been exposed to a lot of things," I sighed seeing her clearly unhappy with my answer," it is... a lot of different things. The creation of a fire witch and an alpha wolf. It doesn't mean that I was always going to end up this way, it's just how fate decided."

I said. He laughed and moaned about the effort of laughing at the same time while he explained what a poor hunter the mighty witch actually was. For emphasis, he added small humorous tales about her attempts over the years. It certainly lightened our moods. I was so engrossed in the pleasure of his story telling that I didn’t notice how poorly Luthias was doing until he stopped talking, started breathing laboriously, and quickly lost consciousness. I struggled to revive him, but got no response. Fear of losing him for real consumed me. I couldn’t lose both Geo and Luthias. I just couldn’t let that happen.

"...search the west side! The witch was spotted near the Hollow!" Her stomach dropped. Hunters. There were at least six of them, torches flickering through the mist. She recognized the sigil on their armor - the golden hawk of the Sanctum, the Church's personal witch-hunting order. Kael looked back at her and muttered, "Stay quiet." One of the hunters moved closer to her tree. His boots crunched the leaves, his torch lighting up her hiding place. Seraphina pressed a hand over her mouth, trying not to breathe too loud.

He asked. “I don’t even know where to start” I sighed. I tell him about the shed burning down and about Ben and how he knew I was a witch and about the hunter holding his sister hostage until he gave her some of my blood. “Wow you have lived a whole life since we last spoke” he said, “how did he know you were a witch?” “He says coincidence because of the fire I started in the shed, but I need answers, what does the hunter want with my blood?” I exclaimed, “what would they even do with a witch's blood?”