Weak Demon Hunter Novels & Stories

The doctors claimed that the chance of him ever waking was less than impossible. It took everything in me not to smile as I saw the look of fury on Hunter's face morph to the point that he was absolutely murderous. I attempted to console and comfort him. However, Hunter had gone off the ledge. I saw firsthand why he's called the Reaper. This was the exact reaction I needed him in order for my plan to be successful. Though I knew the next stage of my plan would not be nearly as easy to complete. Damian Stone had turned into a formidable opponent. His hacking abilities make him a far stronger opponent than any of us combined. I needed to be careful as to how we approached this. While Damian ma

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

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.

size as Walter’s, so he took the boots as well as the gloves and parka leaving behind the orange vest. Leaving the hunter’s gun was a more difficult decision, but ammunition was hard to come by, and he had no desire to advertise his presence with gunfire. He bowed his head and began a prayer. It wasn’t a very good prayer because the only one he could remember was the prayer he’d said before bedtime as a kid. But he focused on it, because it was helping him ignore the beast inside him that saw the hunter as meat. It was hungry, and it didn’t care where the meat came from. He was just finishing the prayer when the demon howled. He felt an answering growl rise from his belly, a challenge to hi

Aaron chuckled while aligning his broken bones with audible cracks, his contempt was evident in his blood-red eyes. “I did what a soulmate should do in that particular situation, Zuriel. And now, I didn’t even know that Eve was promoted to the rank of a criminal waiting for death penalty. For your information, Hunter Harold has left on his own, he is in the hunter’s pack with Eve. How could you be so dumb to think about imprisoning a hunter? They are worse than Satan, Zuriel. Because of nature’s extra favors, no supernatural creature can defeat them.