Werewolf Hunters Novels & Stories

Everyone hisses after about ten hunters appeared bringing different types of deadly weapons. “You are right about that, Clark.” John Doe breathed out. “What are you doing, John Doe?” I breathed out. John Doe grinned at me. He stretched his arm to his back and pulled his crossbow and loaded it with some arrows. “It’s nice to see you too, Clark. We meet again. We are here to hunt those who hunt us.” “What are you talking about? We didn’t do anything to you and your group?” Laura hissed. All of the werewolves kept growling and hissing, trying to hound John Doe and his accomplice but they seems enjoying the moment.

Wayne continued, "for some months now, I have been trailing some groups referred to as the wolf hunters." I could see their cheeks coloring at the news knowing different thoughts would be racing through their minds. A werewolves worst night mare is knowing, wolf hunters are on their trail. "Where did you hear this from?" Charlie inquired. "Let me finish dad, please. I was mistaken actually, they were just a couple of teenagers obsessed with the idea of werewolves. But, it still bothers me as we aren't certain if they are real or not, which is why it's important to be more vigilant to avoid becoming a victim." Said Wayne.

But they kept coming, their eyes wild with fury, their hearts burdened as they fought for their pack and lands. The hunters threw grenades, causing explosions that rocked the building. The werewolves staggered, but they didn't give up. They lunged at the hunters, their jaws snapping shut. One of the hunters, a young woman with long blonde hair, swung her silver knife at a werewolf's throat. The creature dodged, but she managed to slice its arm. It howled in pain, and she took advantage of the distraction to drive the knife into its heart. Another hunter, a burly man with a thick beard, fired a silver bullet into a werewolf's chest. The creature fell to the ground, writhing in agony. The hunt

Ever since she'd seen the news about the release of Wolf in her New Reviews magazine, she'd had a feeling in her gut this was where she needed to look. Jamie had credited a lot of her information to a book titled Legends of the Werewolf. Lia had read and reread the notes her great-grandmother had handed to her in those last sad moments. Notes that told about generations past that came here from Romania and grew the pack. This had to be the book. Legends of the Werewolf. Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title.

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

"Rosh, how many packs of werewolves are living in our area?" I asked Rosh out of my curiosity. "Why?" Rosh asked. "I am just wondering if there is another pack that caused the incident in the amusement park." I replied. "Well, I am sure some Rogues are responsible for this." Rosh replied. "Rogues?" I asked him. "Rogues are wolves that were exiled by the pack." Rosh replied. "Exiled? How?" I was really curious to learn more.

Khalid’s voice was strained, but he was too pissed at this point to try and hold back. I walked closer, taking his hand in support. The werewolves and vampires to the left looked a combination of disgusted, hurt, and pissed at what Khalid was describing. The hunters, especially Imtiaz, looked horrified, shocked, and in utter disbelief. All their feelings were expected. This isn’t something you hear and dismiss.

Drew said in a playful tone after seeing that Kyle had ended the call. About two hundred years ago, a war broke out between the rogue Vampires and Werewolf's. Kyle's past self, Duke Kile Chen was among those who fought in the war. At that time, the Werewolf's defeated the Vampires and soon, they seemed to coexist without any troubles. But now, it still seemed like there was bad blood lingering in the air because of Grey Jang the vampire who seeked revenge. Unbeknownst to Kyle, there was another creature who seeked revenge also. War awaits...

Their blood tainted the pristine snow. A sharp sting ripping through my back. The bite of wolfsbane and silver rushed through my muscles. Snarling, I turned to find my attacker. Blood sprayed as I tore his head from his body. His lifeless body dropped to my feet. My wounds closed even before his head hit the ground. My wolves meted out death, tearing the hunters to pieces. But something was wrong. ‘Excellence,’ Hein spoke through the link. ‘Where are the rest of them?’

Animal Hunters could only handle Low Class Magical Beasts, whereas Thrashers could handle the Middle and average High Classes with relative comfort. Predators were the second highest combat force of this world. They were rare and highly sought after even in the cities. Predators could handle any High Class Magical Beast, and were strong enough to go against the power of Mythic Class Magical Beasts. Two Predators with good teamwork could kill a very strong Mythic Class without sustaining severe injuries. They were a very powerful force to reckon with.