Vault Hunter Borderlands 2 Novels & Stories

Hunter exchanges his beautiful and expensive luxury sports cars for two SUV's: a Porsche and a Land Rover. Okay, the cars are beautiful and expensive, but I can't see Hunter wearing a Ray-Ban aviator in a big one. That is the part where I feel most touched. I like sports cars, and they are part of my daily life of "reconquering the girl with no memory". Cars give me great memories of a blank mind, and I associate Hunter with them. He combined all his arrogance and idiocy in those damn cars he sold, and now it's all gone. I sense he is crestfallen when the black Lamborghini is the last to leave with a screech. I know this because I feel the same way.

But the hunters were relentless, and they refused to give up until every last vampire and werewolf lay dead at their feet, or had escaped. “Sir, we could not find any sign of them, one of the vampires said they had gone on a quest to retrieve an artifact” one of the soldier said to Blake Blake was frustrated that was three days gone from the two weeks he has to kill Marcus, Edna and Derek. “Where is the vampire you spoke with?” Asked Blake “I slit his throat sir” the soldier said with prideful aura “You fool!” Blake said as he put his hand on his head and told them to set the place ablaze and they left.

But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters? Shaking my head, I reach up and rub the puckered scar where the wound had been. The bullet must have been dipped in wolfsbane as it was taking too long to heal. Even with silver, once it was out of the body, healing took very little time but it had already been a week and the scar bothered me as much as the strange girl standing in the clearing.

her eyes were slowly closing. "Wait, you fools just couldn't just bring him back in one piece, breathing, and councious, could you?" Skai carefully picked Hikaru up, running back to the house, so Doc O could figure out what the 3 stooges did to Hyunjin, and therefore Hikaru. _--_--_ "Where is this sneaky snake of a wolf?" Makai hissed. "Calm down. He's here, I'm picking up a faint scent from down there, by the stream." Damien whispered to Ni-Ko, pointing.

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

I asked, and they shook their heads. "We need to find him. The vampires have been hit bad already. All the blood banks have been destroyed. We have been working double-time, hunting and killing vampires that cross the line and hunt humans for food. We can't keep it up because John Hunter is beginning to retaliate." Kevin Palm, another top hunter, complained. We agreed to find out where the hunters were hiding and if truly Giles was the one leading them. I had trouble believing this because the man was in his sixties by now, but we knew what that bloodline was capable of. Anything was possible.

HUNTER I held my trembling mate in my arms, carrying her like a child to my suite. Her head lay on my shoulder, she had her eyes closed tightly, hands clasped together in her lap. She didn’t hold on to me and I felt worried. Didn’t she feel the mate bond? I wouldn’t want to take my hands off her. I felt Blaze nudge forward in my mind. “Hunter, I don’t sense her wolf. She isn’t human, but I can’t find her wolf. This is bad.”

I hear Val shout as she walks into my office, closing the door. "What?" I ask, caught off guard. I hadn't expected Val to be back for at least another week. I had sent her to America to find more information on the Reaper. Since the Reaper's reach had yet to come to Europe, none of my sources could tell me anything. So Val agreed to travel to America so that she could try to find out more from there. "I found the Reaper's weak spot, or should I say Hunter Maddox's weak spot." She says, wasting no time sitting in the chair opposite me.

"Jacob is as sick as I am a saint. He’s avoiding the accountability of the southern border failure. Let’s look at the maps." "The Rogues are encroaching on the silver mines," another Elder barked, slamming a folder onto the table. "We need the LV Hunters to initiate a sweep. Total eradication, Alpha Varkas. No survivors." "I am a pack leader, not a butcher," Lucien said, his eyes flashing a dangerous, molten gold. "We secure the borders. We don't..." Chime. Chime. Chime. The sound was a digital cacophony. Every phone at the table lit up simultaneously. The Council members frowned, reaching for their devices.

all five needles launch themselves towards the Lv2 Hunter It senses it and tries to retreat but Jimboy suddenly appears on its side "where are you going!"- Jimboy without a moment of rest, Jimboy touch the back of the lvl2 Hunter "CLUTCH!"- Jimboy JIMBOY/MANA: 75/150 in this 0.5 seconds, the body of the HUNTER STIFFEN! *ZOOM!* the five needles successfully stab the head of the lvl2 Hunter! because of this the lv2 hunter suddenly stop its movements