Novel & Cerita Vampire Hunter Novels

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.

He simply wanted to talk, lies, he had bought something for me which was probably the truth but not enough to get me to see him. Suddenly, Luca swiveled around to look at me. “Have you seen the latest news on X?" He said excitedly, as if he had found a gold mine. I stared blankly, “Of course I haven't, what is it?" He shook his head, go check for yourself” I opened my X app and went to trending, there I would find some news. Immediately I found it, ‘Two ancient vampires dead’ my heart skipped a beat. Ancient vampires were the hardest to kill, almost impossible and only very skilled hunters could do that.

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.

"is whether or not you are alive enough to keep me." ********************************************** The council of hunters had gathered in the dimly-lit conference room, their faces set in stern determination as they discussed their next move. In the center of the room stood a large, circular table, around which the hunters were gathered. At the head of the table sat Alaric Van Helsing, his piercing gaze scanning the faces of the assembled hunters. "Our intelligence tells us that the rogue vampire, Drake, has been spotted in this area," he said, his voice low and authoritative. "We cannot allow him to continue his reign of terror unchecked. We must take him down, and soon."

She drew a silver dagger from her belt, its blade engraved with the Hunters’ insignia: a cross entwined with a drop of blood. A body slumped against the wall, pale skin, two puncture marks on the neck. No signs of struggle. No footprints. Only a single black rose was pinned to the victim’s chest. Evelyn frowned. “The mark of... the Blood Cult.” The Hunters had eradicated that cult years ago, a fanatic vampire sect that worshipped the so-called “King of Blood,” believed to be nothing more than legend. But a black rose couldn’t be a coincidence. She lifted her sensor watch and crimson energy traces spiraled across the screen like smoke.

She stared realizing dius was nowhere in the room when had he left? “are you alright?” the girl asked brown eyes warm as she looked on at her in concern “your not one of them?” she asked as she grabbed the woman’s shoulders hard when she stood letting her eyes roam the room to make sure no vampire was close “no I’m sorry I’m bethany i am the physician here” she said “what... physician?” she asked “yes I’m the doctor who watches over the humans being fed, and the half breeds who are turned familiars on their first night” bethany said

Until one day, while sitting in the corner of a banquet, I overheard them talking about the north. The northern vampire nobles had suddenly grown rich. A young female vampire had opened new trade routes. She had secured deals of a scale no one had ever dared imagine. Elena. It had to be her. In that instant, all my illusions finally vanished. I was going to find her.

“Your body, your mind, your blood, your soul. I want you to be mine in every imaginable way, little hunter.” A shiver of anticipation coursed through me as his words washed over me, igniting a burning desire within me that I struggled to contain. “Why did you want me to be yours?” I pressed, my voice and my legs shaking in tandem. The vampire’s grip tightened around my waist. His touch sent a jolt of electric anticipation coursing through me as he pressed my body against the nearest wall. His gaze bore into mine with an intensity that made my heart race. “You’re the first vampire hunter to dare enter my lair, little one,” he asserted in his low seductive voice. “You intrigue me with your bol

I have always hated werewolves and vampires as they are the reason I became a hunter in the first place. I was 15, when my father was first attacked by a vampire, he was left as if drunk and not able to protect himself. He was then attacked by a giant wolf, its eyes were an evil shade of red and its fur was all mattered, it even had some bald spots. The wolf tackled him to the ground and then tore out his throat killing him instantly. That is when I became a hunter, I spent 3 years learning how to shoot and all the different ways to kill both a vampire and a werewolf. I found and killed the werewolf but I have yet to find the vampire that is the sole one responsible, because if he hadn't lef

Right now, all I could think about is my anger towards my Father and how I needed to protect my mother at all costs. Closing the gap between us, the man reached his hand forward. Carefully I placed my hand into his and immediately felt a buzzing sensation wash throughout my body. “Don’t worry. It is just the contract. Nothing to be frightened about.” He must have noticed my unease of the feeling to mention it. “Ready?” He asks as though he has all the time in the world to wait on me to be ready. Hesitantly I nod my head. His smile turns wicked as his grip tightens on my hand, and I instantly feel myself become overwhelmed with the buzzing feeling. “I Lawler Brandt King of the Northern Vampir