Troll Hunter Gunmar Novels & Stories

Charlie asked. Rodger cleared his throat, holding my gaze. "Brother listen, I have that gun in your name. Which means you can carry it around with you. Everyone of us has a gun except you and Seth. With the news of wolf hunters flying around, or people trying to provoke one another and discover the beast. Rather than react in a beastly manner, anyone who attacks and you go against them with the gun. No one would be able to doubt you being human." I stared at them in shock. "Has it really gotten to this?"

The only difference between the two is Promethians have nerve cords that stick out of the back of their heads going to their hips For his weapon, Clayton uses a modified Magnus 12-inch barrel – a Type 1 Gatling gun code-named as the “Trencher”. This firearm could fire over 2400 rounds per second and uses a 90mm Pandemonium-class caliber round – an impact-based high explosive round. This gun can create trenches on its own compared to all of its counterparts. This new type can destroy a bunker by firing just a quarter of its magazine in contrast to anti-air batteries used against tanks that look like a windup toy.

he said I saw Mel losing the rope tied to her and immediately she grabbed the Omega to the ground Lukas use the distraction to throw a digger to the leader and he fell to the ground Lukas rushed to me and set me free while Peter held the leader to the ground. I hugged Lukas “ Thanks for saving me” I said still hugging me I saw the leader pushed Peter away and grabbed a gun to shoot Lukas I stand in front of it I heard the sound of the gun Everyone shouted and I saw my mate dug out the heart of the leader He came to me quickly and held me tight “ Jessica pls don't close your eyes. Stay with me pls" I saw Lukas weak for the first time I black out

Steel beams exposed with dim lighting casting long shadows across armed men who lined the walls. Rogues. Hundreds of them. Their scents clashed in the air—aggression, instability and hunger. Warren leaned closer. “We should have brought a freaking army with us. Where do you think he got them all from?” Gunnar shrugs, his eyes vigilant and moving around. He never says much. In fact I have only heard the man speak twice and that was the first day I met him when I saved his life and when he saved my life in return.

“She took a bullet meant for me. Lucky for you, she’s still breathing. But trying to kill a princess? That’s a death sentence, and you know it.” The pack, Lupin’s, Hunter’s, and Bram’s, watched in tense silence as he spoke. Bram moved closer to the alpha. “Name?” “Gunther,” the man muttered. Bram gestured to the others. “Take the rest of them to eat and drink. We’ll deal with them later.” He turned back to Gunther. “You, come with me.”

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."

"Don't thank me yet. These hunters are professionals. Well-equipped. This isn't a random attack—they knew exactly when to strike." We reached the hospital grounds to find two hunters already inside, one dead on the floor with his throat torn out—Emma's father's work, I recognized the killing style. The third was backing toward the safe room entrance, flamethrower raised. He saw us and smiled. "Two for the price of one. Wolf and vampire." He triggered the flamethrower. Fire erupted, a wall of flame between us and him. Lord Castellan moved through it like it didn't exist—vampires could tolerate fire briefly—and had the hunter disarmed and on the ground in seconds. The man's neck snapped with a

His face was a mask of bloody rage. "He's locking on!" Haley warned over the intercom. "Missile lock detected!" "Steady..." Jack held onto Marcus’s belt, anchoring the big man against the turbulence. Marcus raised the Hellfire cannon. He didn't use the digital scope—it was broken. He used his eyes. "Come on, you pretty-boy vampire," Marcus growled. The interceptor’s missile bays opened. "Now!" Jack shouted. Marcus pulled the trigger. BOOM. A streak of hyper-velocity tungsten shot out of the railgun. The recoil was so strong it slid Marcus and Jack backward across the metal floor.

Tacamorga is summoned to my war room, he is my Head Hunter, and I am very proud of him, his fetes are unlike any other in my ranks, he's huge, even more so than I am at least 6 ft 8" and built like a tank, his skin is littered with scars and tattoos and he wears a Red eye patch over his right eye, he says it helps him focus and shoot better at his target, he is a man of very few words, I saved him from descending and he has been faithful to me ever since. It is obvious if he was on his way down to the depths it means he did not live a good life while he was living and judging from his skills, he was either a bounty hunter, assasssin or just a murderer for sport either which way it works out

He was the most impatient one among all of them. The eldest man, who happened to be holding a gun, frowned. He was the boss that the guy with the red bandana was talking to. His name was Gunnar, and he was very muscular compared to his lower comrades. Gunnar replied to him, “Be patient, Shark. If that man doesn't show up in the next 15 minutes, I'll make sure that this young lady suffers beyond anyone's imagination. One way or the other, it's going to be fun for us”.