Werewolf Hunters Novels & Stories

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?’

The sickening crunch of bones snapping echoed through the deathly silent cave. Lia coughed up a mouthful of blood, curling into a ball in the corner, shaking uncontrollably. It was absolute bloodline suppression. "Know your place, mongrel," the head spoke coldly, his tone dripping with undeniable cruelty. "Who gave you permission to eye my prey?" At that moment, every single observer held their breath. That was the legendary "Executioner," the vampire-werewolf hybrid tyrant! He was known to tear every intruder to shreds before elegantly feasting on their entrails.

A wolf zoomed past me tackling another hunter and digging its teeth into his neck. I took a quick look around, the wolves were effortlessly taking down the last of the hunters. Zelena was sending two more of them flying through the air in the direction of one of Felix’s traps. The hunter’s bodies bounced along the ground and then disappeared into the hole filled with spikes. I looked back and saw Tobias’s wolf standing over a hunter, his large paw was pinning him down. It was the man that was watching Zelena, the one in charge. I quickly ran over to 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.