Transformers Bounty Hunter Novels & Stories

This didn't make sense. There was nothing in the paperwork about him having any heirs, let alone a son with the exact same name. The wind suddenly whipped around her, the alley acting as a wind tunnel. She saw Cassius' eyes go wide and he stared at her, the smile fading yet again. "I thought so," he mumbled. "Thought what?" she asked, staring back at him, not quite sure what to do. Could she bring in Cassius Jnr? If nothing else he could be used as a hostage to get to his father.

Bruford. “Damn it! Go, go, go! Kill all these f*ckers and 30 million will be ours!” Another team of bounty hunters wearing black combat uniforms with red leopard heads branded on their chests and backs stormed into the Hall of Evil’s training base camp, Base No. 3. They carried with them massive firepower! For a while, the place was ablaze, and people fell into pools of blood everywhere! After Team George destroyed a base camp of the Hall of Evil and received a bounty of 50 million for the hidden mission, these bounty hunter teams became even crazier!

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Don’t you?” He stood, moving to my window, careful not to get too close to me. “The Houses are mobilizing, Camryn. The bounty on your head went from five hundred to a thousand credits. Stage III Hunters are being pulled from regular deployments and assigned to special tracking units. Something has them scared.” “And you came to warn me? Out of the goodness of your heart?”

Zerena explained. Christ, this poor girl has been through too much. "What's a bounty seeker?" I whispered to Tate. "They hunt rare supernaturals to sell at the black market for a good sum of money. So Electra's gotta be rare and Zerena must have been at the black market tonight. Curious." Tate answered, watching Zerena closely. "Keep staring at me like that and I'll punch you in the face." Zerena threatened Tate, while still in her conversation with Everett and Electra.

But for a devilishly long time that made my heart stop momentarily. “He touched me. Everywhere. For the first time in my life I was… touched like that, so passionately, so desperately and it was scary.” I gulped, observing his horror-stricken realization that disturbed my whole being. I wonder how long had locked his eyes on me. Yet, for my own consolation, I asked, “Was it you?” Only the Hunter was capable of reaching its target silently without leaving a trace or getting caught. There couldn’t be anyone else. “You had a 1 billion bounty on your head.” He mumbled, holding the hem of his shirt, pressing his teeth together in desperation.

“Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of her.” Lucas raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue. “Fine. Word is, they’re ramping up their search. They’ve got bounty hunters involved now.” My stomach dropped. “Bounty hunters?” Lucas nodded. “These aren’t your average thugs. They’re trained, well-funded, and relentless. If they’re after her, it’s only a matter of time before they find this place.” Darek’s jaw tightened. “Then we’ll make sure we’re gone before that happens.”

SOFIA'S POV "Two thousand four hundred and fifty... two thousand five hundred," I mumbled, counting the damp bills for the second time to make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. I handed the stack over to the bounty hunter. He was a scruffy-looking shifter with a scar across his nose, but he was the best tracker in the neutral zone. "This is half up front. You'll get the other half when you find her. Not a moment before."

Her eyes were milky white, but her fingers danced over a series of glowing, crystalline memory drives. "Looking for maps, Alpha?" the Hag croaked, her blind eyes snapping directly to Xander. "Or perhaps you're looking for a way to scrub your scent? The High Council just posted a Tier-1 Eradication Bounty on your head two hours ago. Three million gold pieces." Xander didn't flinch. He leaned his massive forearms against her counter, the sheer density of his aura making the protective wards around her booth flicker and hiss in warning. "I need coordinates," Xander rumbled, his voice cold and absolute. "Specifically, the origin point of High Council containment iron. The Genesis Forge."

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

"A highly organized Scourge syndicate has taken over a vital water-filtration plant in the southern grid. They are heavily armed, and they've taken hostages. Real-world collateral." Ren froze. "Hostages?" "The Vanguard engine will render the hostages as 'VIP Escort NPCs'," Vance intervened smoothly, his perfect smile firmly in place. "Your objective will be to eliminate the Scourge boss without allowing the VIP health bars to drop to zero. A classic escort mission. But the payout is unprecedented." Vance pulled out his datapad and tapped the screen. A notification pinged on Ren's AR contact lenses. [NEW CLASSIFIED BOUNTY: 20,000,000 STANDARD CREDITS.]