Troll Hunter Gunmar Novels & Stories

Alpha Marcus rushed to Gunnar's side, but as soon as he got there he could smell the silver that was coming from his open wound, which could explain why he wasn't healing. Pack members were desperately trying to stop the bleeding, but they were unsuccessful and in the end Gunnar told them to stop. He knew there was no use in trying because of the silver poisoning his body. Alpha Marcus stepped forward and took hold of Gunnar's hand, hoping to ease his pain slightly, but in the end Gunnar had lost so much blood that he died in his Alpha's arms.

The Marcus and the two fellow were unarmed but the young knew for sure that there were guards watching them there and with a snap of their fingers, a bullet might struck his head or his heart that would make him dead then "Who are you?" Marcus asked, drunkenly speaking with his shoulders lumbering. Joram stood still spooked by presence of a young man they hadn't notice would come to them. Jun just watched with his hands ready for the steel tucked in his belt "I am Rod, one of the hunters of Mountains. I'm here to surrender myself for the service of the Madrigals," he gazed at them wandering his eyes from Marcus then to Joram then to Jun as if to decide which of the three was the Madrigal. He

Gunther nodded silently. "It was some odd number of years back...she and I were all hot for each other....some truck stop babe and me," explained Gunther. "Unfortunately there wasn't a whole lot of time for us as she was hunted down via a rival were who knew of my association with her and they tore out her throat before I could even get back down to her." "Shit," said Brick shocked by the gruesome tragedy. "I'm sorry old man." Gunther nodded.

Once dressed I stood and waited for the teleport from Angel, a witch who was kind of like our dispatch person. Alpha Gunner led the Blood Claw pack and they often cut off the bloody stumps of their enemies and kept them as trophies. Seriously nasty business. The Shadows had been after him for quite some time but he covered his tracks well, often burning villages or finding other ways to make it seem like it wasn’t him.

Jordan stands next to Dean, Olivia stands next to Issac, Gia stands next to Justin, and Sasha stands next to Cole. I’m actually getting pretty excited for this. I look up at Gunner again, “What’s your wolf’s name?” He smiles, “Hunter.” I laugh. “Gunner and Hunter?” He chuckles but nods. “You guys were literally made for each other.” I tell him and he nods his head agreeing, bending down to whisper in my ear. “Which is precisely why this will be over quickly. I give it fifteen minutes once the wolves start searching.”

Later that day I was informed by my beta that they had arrived, so I rap up my work and headed out side to greet our guest, when I was out I saw a girl come out of the car so I went up to greet her "Hello you must be the assassin hunters that the council said there sending, my name is alpha Blake" "Hello alpha Blake my name is Chelsey and I'm not the....." Before she was able to finish, I heard a gun being fired and not a second later I turned around to see a rogue that fell on the ground with a loud tug seconds away from ripping off my head, how did they got through so easily was no one watching the border I mind linked some of my men as I looked around seeing people starting to panic as wo

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

His own blood covered his mouth and dripped down his chin, giving him even more of a psycho killer look. I felt Gunner’s chest shake behind me. I looked over my shoulder and was surprised to find him smiling, laughing even. Was this reaction caused by the darkness within him? Gunner never seemed to enjoy hurting people before. But this time, he was loving it. The joy on is face made me smile. Regardless of the reason it was there, his smile is breath taking. “You will… will never be… p-pure” Galterio mumbled through his obvious pain. I leaned forward a little and smirked.

"Get Gina out of here! The barrier is completely compromised!" "On it! And by 'it,' I mean retreating with maximum dignity!" Trevor yelled, though his actions completely contradicted his cowardly words. He lunged sideways, tackling a hunter who had tried to slip past the rubble to get to Gina. Trevor rolled onto his feet, planting a heavy, muddy boot into the hunter’s chest. "Honestly, black armor after Labor Day? The fashion police would execute you anyway!"