Novel & Cerita Vampire Hunter

Hunter. She was a hunter! I had developed some kind of insane obsession with a hunter! This time I was sure to find myself in a fate of death. The question, however, was who was she? A friend of theirs? A cousin maybe? I hoped that she was not a close relative of theirs or else this obsession would become a whole lot more complicated. A vampire and hunter having a more than platonic relationship was not only illegal, but suicide.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

"And unexplained Neratomay deaths?" On that I hesitated. "None that I'd describe as unexplained." Malarias stared at me. "A vampire not five years turned did not properly secure his home," I continued. "Sleep took him while in the living room of his house. A human opened the door, and he never woke again. Two others died in a sanctioned battle, and Tyler was sent to handle two others."

Valentina stays human, weapons ready. The first hunter sees us coming. Raises his rifle. I'm faster. Hit him low, under the gun. Teeth find his throat before he can fire. Blood floods my mouth, hot and coppery. He goes down choking. Tom takes the second hunter. Rips the gun away, then the arm holding it. The hunter screams. Valentina stakes the third through the heart. Vampire hunter, dead before he hits the ground. Three down. Three left. The remaining hunters regroup. Smarter now. Backs together, covering angles.

"I do not care much for who this Vampire is; they shall both die today. Nobody shall come to make my city as their playground." With that, we make haste into the direction where the Hunter has set off. And in no time, we find the female Vampire of which I believe is his mother called Annabelle. And as we anticipated, he is standing by her side. And my god, is he standing, our little uselessHunter is an Ancient just as what his father was. And I am referring to his birth father and not that man that is lying dead in the valley behind us. So once again, our tired bones find ourselves at a battle. Guess joining forces is becoming second nature, and killing our own kind is just becoming as frequ

The vampire turns around, pulling a smoking pistol from under his cloak, aiming it at the hunter, who is examining his wound. A few quiet pops. Bullets fly out of a shiny case, decorated with hieroglyphs. The shells fall, slightly smoking purple. Oval pieces of metal dig into the shoulders, chest, the last bullet enters the knee. The hunter falls, flesh tearing from the explosions inside the body. There is rage in his eyes. Green smoke envelops the hunter, wounds heal poorly, charge components interfere with magical regeneration. The vampire takes off, reloading his pistol on the move, immediately disappearing behind the nearest columns. The hunter stands up, pulling a short spear with a wid

I threw the smoke grenade. It burst between us. Gray cloud, instant cover. I fired two rounds through the smoke where he'd been standing. The smoke hadn't cleared when his voice came from behind me. "Vampire hunters are a rare breed these days." Calm. Unhurried. "I wonder who supplies you." I spun—he was three meters back. He wanted information. Who funded the hunters. Who armed us. I'd die before I gave him a syllable. I yanked the holy water from my belt and hurled the vial over my shoulder as I turned. Raised the gun and fired in the same motion.

"When Zol captured you we had no other option but to change you. It was Steph, well it had to be Steph. Zol just triggered him. Look at these holes. It’s where Stephen bit you. It’s similar to Blaze but these mere holes soon turn into spots. But the bond mark by Blaze will be prominent as the sun. It’s like an arc carved on your skin. A permanent tattoo. When a Vampire turns you, the venom in your system blocks everything. It stops your heart. It stops your blood flow. Letting your body adjust to the change. Hence the answer to your question. You wont breathe anymore. Your heart wont beat anymore. You are reborn without a heartbeat. You... Are no more human". Zee held his hand. They were all

With renewed vigor, they engaged the vampire, unleashing a barrage of attacks that pushed him to the brink. As the vampire faltered, his monstrous facade crumbling, the hunters delivered the final blow—a stake driven deep into his heart. A primal scream pierced the night air as the vampire disintegrated into ash, his existence forever extinguished. Exhausted and battered, I leaned against the car for support, my injured shoulder throbbing with pain. The security team members and vampire hunters quickly regrouped, ensuring the threat was fully eliminated. Their expertise and unwavering dedication had saved my life, and for that, I was eternally grateful.