Troll Hunter Gunmar Novels & Stories

I snarled, clenching my fists at my sides with the need to punch something—preferably an agent that decided to fuck with my life who had moss green eyes and a name that started with M. Gunnar rose to his feet, green-brown eyes flickering with the storm that brewed within him. He slipped his hands into a set of leather gloves and then flexed his fingers with a manic smile, "We find them. We make sure they're safe. Then we kill these assholes and put an end to this." The words were a promise, one I didn't know I needed to hear until he said them and the worry constricting my lungs eased. "Am I interrupting?"

I gestured toward his hand so he understood to what I had been referring to. "I needed to sort out the son of a bitch that shot me," he shrugged his shoulders, lips pressing into a thin line. My blood ran cold, icy shards of fear licking their way up my spine, "Danny..." "It wasn't your brother that shot me," Gunnar looked at me with sullen eyes, "but he still had something to do with it. Nonetheless, the asshole that shot me is still alive. I have plans for him." "What plans?" I knew I shouldn't have asked that. It was a stupid question and that I definitely wasn't going to like the answer to.

Jarvis reported. “What?! How come no one ever reported this sooner? What about Gunner?” In a panic, he blurted out, not realizing he was still in the same room as the mirrors. “The security was very uptight, Alpha Morfran. According to the runaway I spoke to.” He paused and revealed, “He said that Gunner died. He got caught in the middle of the war zone and he was killed because he was weak.” "Aaaahhh! Gunner! Gunner!" They all heard the shrieking sound of Arabella's cry coming from the mirrors. It was so loud that it echoed throughout the room. Only then did Morfran realize the mistake he had made.

All of the Hunters held their breath as they saw three more trolls emerge from the depths of the cave, bearing their fangs and growling. “What the heck…” Paul spoke with a hint of fear in his voice. GROAH!! “Hyah!” Kim yelled while rushing at the trolls. “Wait, Kim!” Paul shouted, trying to stop him. “Tch!” Paul ran after him. Herman also followed them. “Wait, all of you-!” Yuki couldn’t complete her sentence. “We have to help them! Yuki, fire your arrows! [Strengthen]! [Light Feet]!” Mel started casting spells to buff her teammates.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

And this was what it had cost him. "We go in," I said. "We go to the Neverplain. We go to the land of shattered souls, and we bring him back. All of him." I looked around the room, daring anyone to argue. "I'm not accepting partial. I'm not accepting 'never been done before.' Marcus doesn't get a half-life because the Council is scared of what I am." Tommy turned back from the window. "The contract is on your blood, Harper." "I know." "More guards are coming."

she apologized as Tommy hummed before taking the gun away. Returning with a different gun, Jasmine admires the specific gun with admiration, "This is a sniper, you seem to like this one, " he said as Jasmine nodded, "It looks cool, " she said as Tommy nodded, "It is, but it takes a lot of training to master this gun, " he said as Jasmine nodded.

"Then tonight it is, are you on board Asher?" "You both can do whatever you want, I'm leaving" "Be back before 6 Asher" He nods, walking away leaving Jamal and I "He'll be back, he likes withdrawing from me whenever anything happens" "I'm sorry about your dad Arthur, but we have to proceed as a gamma the safety if the pack comes first" "He didn't die , he was murdered he told me that much before taking his last straw if breath" "Does this have to do with the hunters" I nod slowly , he lips sync to me,

Just then Hunter scampered up to us. “I got his line.” “Which way.” “Headed North.” “Toward the WildWood?” Vanquish asked in surprise. “He must be thinking if he can make it there, we won’t follow him in.” Racer suggested. “We can’t.” Vanquish agreed. “Not with the wolf-hunting-Roamer there.” “What’s that?” I asked. “A troll. I think.” Racer murmured. “A giant. He hunts anything with fur and ears that seems like it might be a wolf.”