The Witch Hunter System นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Their loyalties to our family and our kind never faulting in the harshest moments. But even that wasn't enough to stop the inevitable from happening. Not when our own goddess abandoned us and gave the witches all the information they needed to wipe us from the face of the earth. All so she could fuel her addiction to power and blood lust and rule the Underworld with the worst kind of monster. "Ren, get up. We got a debriefing before we send out the next line of scouts." Hunter's deep voice vibrated through my bedroom door as he made his rounds.

The poor schmuck did not know of the hidden security cameras and heat sensors installed within tree trunks across campus. As the sensor detects body heat far higher or lower than normal human temperature, it sends a signal that triggers an automatic tranquilizer gun pointing to the exact coordinates of the heat or cold source. With four tranquilizers launched from different directions at once, the wolf was captured, savagely tortured, and brutally killed. Indeed, ignorance is bliss until it gets you killed. For a few weeks, the news was on the front pages of the city's major newspapers and tabloids. It became a trending topic across social media platforms, igniting a debate about demonic cre

At first he was petrified by the possibility of having to inject himself with vampire blood, but now intrigue clouded his resolve. "I shouldn't be telling a hunter about wolf bane, even." She stated the obvious, but it was quite a shame that she wasn't wrong. "Or no I should, Rachel was the one that implemented it." "Correction, was a hunter, now just tired. The new leader made it?" Higgins added. "Yes she did. Your first few turns might prove... difficult for you to come out of. Like if an unwanted pregnancy were to happen then it wouldn't be so easy to go back from it. You wouldn't know how to handle it, especially without guidance."

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."

” Summer echoed my thoughts. “Well, I see we will need to work on being stealth.” We all stopped and turned to the voice hidden. Out comes ten human men stretch that they were human but something more. “Rex? What the hell are you doing here?” I asked the man I recognized; he was a client of the witch, she sells his boss equipment, spells, and potions. They were Hunters who hunt supernatural creatures and auction them off to the highest bidder. Did Urrale send him here to betray me. I knew she couldn’t be trusted. Rex smiled and me but didn’t speak, another figure came from behind him with an evil grin on his face. “Well, we are here on some official elder business, but who would have thoug

“You fools think you can contain me? I am far more powerful than you can comprehend! Release me now, or you shall face the consequences!” The chief and his hunters stood resolute, unaffected by the witch’s threats. They had faced numerous foes in their quest to protect the innocent from dark magic, and they were prepared for any challenge. With precision and coordination, they approached the captive witch, binding her with chains forged from enchanted silver—a material that weakened her powers. The witch struggled against her restraints, her attempts to break free futile against the combined strength and skill of the witch hunters. Realizing that escape was impossible, she turned her gaze to

Killing them was usually just as hard, though. “So who was the hunter?” I asked, shuffling back in my seat. “Esther – that was my girlfriend – was searching for a witch to help her undo the curse. Who better to track down a witch than a woman trained to do so from birth?” He shrugged. “That was when I met Steph. Stephanie,” he corrected, and then he frowned to himself, as though admonishing himself for rudely using her nickname. “She was very much like you. Though she didn’t have the spark of passion that you do, Callie. She was more... clinical. By the book.”

“Spill.” Marcus ran a hand down his face, exhaling heavily. “There are werewolf hunters near the territory. Too close.” My jaw tightened. “How close?” “Close enough to be a problem. With the pack run happening, I can’t leave to handle it myself. I need you to go, take some men—” “You want me to,” I said flatly, cutting him off. Marcus nodded, his tone grim. “Yes.” My hands curled into fists at my sides. The hunters were becoming a bigger problem again. Even after we’d destroyed LyRI months ago, they were rebuilding, finding new ways to hunt us, to capture wolves.

Noya scoffed. So that’s it. Noya’s taken so much into account but has forgotten a key factor. Me. She has precautions against the supernatural, but I’m not any of those things. I’m human. I’m a hunter, and killing witches is just part of what I do. Knowing what I was about to walk into, I climbed over the edge. I slipped on my hunter talisman for added protection and took out my silver khopesh, ready to strike. She didn’t even see it coming. Even as Godric smiled, having seen me coming up behind the dumb bitch. “You forgot the hunter, bitch!” I scoffed, swinging the curved blade separating her head from her shoulders.

“ 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