Troll Hunter Gunmar Novels & Stories

the weapons the dead Space Marine Nightman carried with him. One thing is clear: whoever threw it had no thought for the life of his comrade. Ragnar was surrounded at night by people screaming that if a grenade went off nearby, everyone would die. Even in his half-stunned state, Ragnar knew his armor was incapable of hitting a stun grenade. He could hear the damage in the atonal wailing of the servos, and the flashing red icons in his reading book told their own bleak tale. He knew he only had one chance, and it depended on how short the explosive fuse was. As he approached, he raised himself with the flat side of his chainsword, hoping that the impact of the blow would not trigger the drea

"H-He spotted a wolf and went to fight it off to help you, but t-then another one came and attacked us!" "F*ck!" I cursed as I ran to the woods and the sight that greeted me made me falter my footsteps until they stopped and my eyes went black as I could only stare at what's happening. Gunther, or what's left of him is currently being mauled by the wolf I'm guessing he went to follow and I let out a harsh breath before I took out my knife once more and threw it, hitting the wolf straight in his brain and killing it instantly. My eyes studied Gunther's body before I reached out and removed his badge before taking my knife and going back to the others.

Then, suddenly everything happened at once. A sharp thwip sound echoed in the room, and Jonah and Ryder both grunted in pain, their bodies going rigid before collapsing to the floor. “Shit!” I cursed, getting behind a sofa for cover as I scanned the area. Hunter stepped out of the shadows, a smirk on his face, holding the tranquillizing gun that had taken my friends out. His face glinted with satisfaction. “Well, well, well,” Hunter drawled, his voice dropping with condescension. “I definitely was not expecting you three, but this is almost better. Saved me the trouble of hunting you down later.”

Gunter said with a smile, “If you can kill the God of War, the five strongest nations will label you a hero. Kill the God of War? The thought had crossed Gunter’s mind before. Nevertheless, he had to put that thought aside after the war between the five strongest nations and Arcadia. Those who never experienced the war would never comprehend the terrifying power of that man. A rattled bustle, coupled with whimpers and cries, echoed from outside the lounge. Gunter frowned, feeling his good mood lifted. “Are the Hornbergs back here stirring a fuss again? Tell them to leave!” Gunter instructed his henchman who barged into the room. The henchman was a steward Gunter brought from Glowmoss, and he

A swift kick disarmed the man, and Kane's blade—a silver-edged knife he'd pulled from his boot—ended the fight with a single, efficient strike. From the opposite side of the clearing came a sharp, ear-piercing howl. Gunnar, Xander's hulking cousin, had taken down a hunter armed with a semi-automatic rifle. His wolf form was massive, his fur almost black with streaks of deep auburn. He growled low and deep, standing over the fallen man as his jaws dripped with blood. Gunnar's presence alone seemed to unnerve the remaining hunters, who faltered in their attacks, their formation breaking as panic set in.

one of the masked Hunters replied. "Over" Godzilla said, and they all started leaving till there's only one Hunter left with Shark. "What's your deal?" Shark faced him, and he removed his mask, going on his knees. "I'm Alberto Gunner, I think my life is in danger. My wife posted some pictures of me online, please protect me I'm sure someone will come after me" he begged desperately, and Shark kicked him on the face immediately, making him fly far away, landing beside the neon wall violently.

Hunter looked triumphantly at Sebastian on the big screen and said, "Ballard, I may have lost to you on the gambling stage, but I can still crush you with a single finger in real life!" "Mr. Sloane, do we arrest that woman too?" Gunther hadn't forgotten about Rose. "Yes! Why not?" Hunter rubbed his hands together, looking as if he could barely repress his desires. "Alright, I'll go and greet Chief Galledin right now!" Gunther turned and left Hunter's room. At that moment, Gareth put his glass of water down and suddenly clutched his stomach as he said, "Oh no! I've got to go to the toilet!"

"Gunnar, why are you carrying the Medina River Alpha-Heir’s tactical gear? And why do you look like you’re about to ask for a permanent parking spot?" Kyle stepped forward, placing a hand on Gunnar’s shoulder. "Because, Alaric, I’ve just appointed my Gamma. I have my top 3, mated and ready to kick some serious ass. And apparently, we’re now sponsored by a girl who can hack into the Pentagon with a TI-84 calculator."

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> POV: Gunner _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Gunner stared at the screen, but the images were far beyond his awareness. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The kid was doing it again. Making him think on things he had tried not to give too much thought to. Before Santos had showed up, Gunner had been an enforcer and a ladies' man. Plain and simple. But was it?

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.