Troll Hunter Gunmar Novels & Stories

They were designed to pop a few seconds after an impact, releasing the silver nitrate into the system. They were quite effective against most creatures that were affected by silver. Older, stronger and pureblood creatures, however, could survive it if they got help fast enough. "He was a powerful vamp," Izzie gave him a grim look. Jake shrugged, "Powerful or not, I hit all three shots straight into his chest. Trust me, he won't last long enough to speak a word." Izzie wished she could feel reassured by that, but again that awful gut feeling was nagging at her.

But it wasn’t the monster that had my heart stopping in my chest. It was his eyes. “Ronan,” I breathed, barely recognizing the sound of my own voice. The wolf didn’t hesitate. He lunged, his claws slicing through the air as he slammed one of the hunters into the door with a sickening crack. The man crumpled, his body limp, his gun clattering to the floor. “What the fuck is that?” another hunter yelled, his voice cracking with fear as he aimed his weapon at Ronan. Before he could fire, Ronan was on him, pinning him to the wall. The man slumped, lifeless, as Ronan turned to me, his blue eyes blazing.

“I wouldn’t miss for the world Rainn.” The trials continued with weapons and Rainn came out on top of every challenge thrown at him. The council was very surprised and happy to have a warrior such as him wanting to become a hunter. At the end of the trials, the four new hunters were finally announced, and Rainn was happy that he was one of them. The mentors came out and headed over to each of the four new members of the Vindicta. Ard'al, of course, was Rainn's mentor and he couldn't have been prouder of the man that Rainn had become, even if he was worried about the next part.

He immediately hid behind the tree and peeked on its side to look at the owner of the footsteps. Gunfire rang throughout the silent forest. He heard gasping and it was as if there were people chased by the fake hunters. He was shocked to see Blair and Trestan pass by the tree where he was hiding and then three fake hunters were after them. "What the… These two. Sh*t." He cursed then pointed his gun at one of the fake hunters and shot him in the back. The other two stopped and looked around and searched for the person who shot their comrade. When they didn't see him, they ran again to chase Trestan and Blair. Ferran followed them and they were about to shoot Trestan but he immediately shot th

"Not for long." Trent rolled before the stranger finished pulling the trigger. The blast hit the dirt beside him. Trent kept moving as the gunman kept firing, only his speed and reflexes saving him from all but a light scoring along his side. A rustle in the brush saw his assailant whirling to fire as a pair of huge shapes leapt from the shadows, with Marc and Darren finally making an appearance. They tackled the stranger, who seemed not at all perturbed he had to fight off wolves. Even more fucked up, he almost got the upper hand until Marc got his teeth around the stranger's neck.

The warehouse was empty except for two fork lifts and some pallets scattered around the vast open space. The agents proceeded slowly till a high pitch whistle was heard followed by gunfire from several directions. The men immediately dove for cover behind a fork lift and waited for about five seconds when the shooting had stopped, before they raised their heads from their hiding place, but the warehouse was now deserted. “Shit!” Jamal said angrily. They ran to the exit at the other end of the enormous building to find the tail lights of two vehicles disappearing into the night. The Italian Mafia has eluded them again.

Hunter punched the guy who groaned in pain. Blood dripped from his lips as he wheezed. "We don't know anything. You can kill us. Beating us would get you nowhere," The bruised guy breathed. One of his eyes was fully swollen while the other was red with tears. There was no one in the slammers. Hunter had asked the guards on the watch to step outside and leave him alone with these f*ckers. Hunter has asked Rasmus to let him interrogate Alonso's men that he captured from the warehouse.

Gunner, Aiden, and Skullz; one of Aiden's riders; take down Gold tooths men. Every gun is trained on Gold tooth.

The Arbiter’s scan told him his name was Maximo Chen. The ganger wailed and laughed, spitting at the Arbiter. “You just killed half my gang, Tangina mo! You’re a fucking hypocrite Arbiter! A FUCKING HYPOCRITE” He grasped for his rifle which was just a stretch from his hand. H-6 fires a stun round to the back of his target’s head. Maximo’s body convulsed even as the rubber round knocked him out, the electrical aftershock was doing its work. H-6 stood still for a while longer, both shields were primed and ready allowing him ample time to direct his drone companions.

The man was actually telling the truth. "What pack do you belong to?" I asked him. "McCain," he replied, and I realised that we had been played. Someone must have wanted Gavin out of the way and not anticipated this outcome. The killings must have been staged to frame the werewolf packs, knowing that Gavin would kick against attacking the packs because of his rationality and our friendship, the person wanted him out of the way and decided to set him up? Karen and her friends had walked into a trap set by Marco. If it weren't for her abilities, they would have died. this man was a trained warrior wolf. One master hunter and two new hunters stood no chance against them. John Hunter wasn't lyin