Weak Demon Hunter Novels & Stories

Lenox laughs at us and pats our upper arms before he happily hops out of the ring of fire. Once he's far enough, I slam the door shut with such strength the fucking windows shatter. The demon hunter looks at me in horror, gulping down each breath he's trying to take. Luciano places his hand on my chest to stop me. "Easy, my friend, we're in this together, remember? Our kiddos might be murderous maniacs, but we have enough manners to at least say hi before we start gutting that motherfucker, don't we?"

So immediately it is game on, but first, "Alatar, if you get out of that damn car, I will personally kill you this time. I am not playing babysitter." Yet, he continues to protest, "You know that I can use a spell." "My dear friend, you have become old and slow. Now get back into that damn car." So we find the two Hunters and our very own one staring down a mob of angry Vampires that know that at least three of us constitute as a snack. As for Alatar, I think with old age, you just become odd-tasting. But what does that make me then? Blue cheese? Ethan and Connor have themselves armed with a Colt; now, these are not the ones that Connor lost that would have killed the demon in Roberto. That

*** Abraham Van Helsing, the Dutch vampire hunter, had once had an apprentice whom he admired and held in high regard, long before he even considered the holy order as a potential calling. Helsing betrayed his apprentice and thought he had disposed of him. However, the tales surrounding this event were shrouded in insufficient recounting and relied solely on rumors. Higgins, renowned for his extraordinary ability to communicate with the dead, was known as the Necromancer Hunter. His expertise lay in influencing the living through the use of the deceased as conduits. His discarded body had washed up on the shores of a massive island housing several packs of werewolves, one of which belonged t

, he said and he quickly turned off his phone. My tears still streaming down my face. I wiped it with the back of my palm. I took my laptop inside my bag. I put it on my study table near the window. I rolled up the blinds just to exposed my room to the brightness of the sunrays. I sat and begun to type and browse about the vampire thing. I type the words Demon hunter and when I clicked the enter the same name appeared on the laptop screen. " Alexis Demitri ". I click the name and I saw his biography. He's the only one who's in a young age of ten, caught and killed a wild boar in their town. He's known to be one of the demon hunter who's still active and available anytime. He's father is Vict

it’s like he wants to kill me. Is he still the Jared I meet? He suddenly changes right now, I don’t know him anymore. I was surprised when he quickly approached me and stabbed me in the heart. I felt pain. Not because of the stab, but because of him. I can’t believe that he could do this to me... I could feel the tears dripping from my eyes as we stared at each other. Anger was the only thing I could see in his eyes. “Just die Eunice, I don’t want to see your face again! A demon like you deserves to die! Oh, happy 18th birthday. I hope you’ll see Satan in hell.” He smiled, it was like he was happy seeing me like this.

After the leaders of the village and representatives of different kinds of werewolves heard what Kasper said, they held an emergency meeting. "Did the beta leader encounter the hunter?" asked one of the elders of our village. "Yes," Flint said. "With your condition earlier it seems that the hunter is becoming stronger!" "It's because she injects something to me therefore I cannot fight her," Flint explained. "That hunter knows our weakness and I'm sure that's what she used to you to be like that!"

I’ve officially lost my mind. I was born and raised to be a Hunter, to kill the supernatural beings that endanger the lives of humans. I was trained to kill vampires, not fuck them. Yet here I am in an alley, literally balls deep in Daniela. I shouldn’t be doing this. I really shouldn’t be enjoying it this much either.

I doubt that he’s even paying attention to the show, that is, until the news decided to show up on screen from yesterday’s attack. “...faulty examination, as there was a demon that possessed one of the sponsors, Mr. Grimoire Delazeir. Professionals said that it was a rank B demon because it could take over and control its victims. Fortunately, one of the hunters in the venue is Logan Winters, who single handedly defeated the demon.” I did not miss how Logan’s expression changes when the reporter mentions his name. “For someone who killed the demon, you don’t seem happy like you used to. You’re not even boasting about how you killed it.” I try to joke to lighten the mood, but it seemed like L

He said. I just sat there completely in shock. Then I grabbed my champagne and chugged the class before setting it back on the table. Damien just smiled at me, trying to hide his laughter. “I don’t see how any of this is funny… Do you realize who I am?” I hissed. “Snow, trust me, I know everything there is to know about you.” He said. “No, I don’t think you understand… I am a Hunter. A VAMPIRE HUNTER… You are a Vampire. I’m supposed to kill you. Why would the gods make me your gifted mate? It just doesn’t make sense.” I said.

While this gave him extra strength, it also made his fighting style impulsive and a little sloppy. I was brainstorming where to hide Richard so I could help Dad protect Sofia when the hunter who killed my mother came over to join his friends. “ They have an older daughter as well. I managed to kill this traitors werewolf bitch but the kid escaped with her baby brother. The kid even managed to kill Jordan. I suspect she also killed everyone else as Hank was dead on the ground and Jake is missing!,” the hunter yelled at his comrades.