Wulg Monster Hunter Novels & Stories

I asked again and she nodded. I scoffed, shook my head in disbelief and waved her off. "I'm a werewolf, Renee, werewolves don't easily get drunk" I boasted, with a proud smirk. Renee raised an eyebrow at me and she glanced at the bottle of wine on the table. "How confident are you that you won't get drunk after drinking this wine?" she asked. "100 percent confident" I answered. "Let me give you a heads-up, Wymond doesn't get drunk because he's a combination of different beasts -yet, he steers clear of this wine"

Lucille West. She’d been around for a few centuries, and had a complicated relationship with monster hunters. That combined with the fact that she was a vampire made her an enemy in the world of Powerists. Lucille would sell you out and then save you in the same day. She was not to be trusted. But she was also a shapeshifter. And undead.

I whined, picking up a sweatshirt with fragility. "Well... because you didn't listen to the warnings and so you brought this upon yourself. Good luck and try to stay alive." Alpha Gray laughed, closing the door to my escape and the door of the big laundry room. Werewolves sweat and blood smell awful than humans because of the supernatural power they hold. But I will surely be dying over this foul smell. "Oh! Look. It's Clara the troublemaker." The beta entered the room, pushing a big trolley filled with another pile of dirty clothes.

The air crackled and rang and bright purplish rays streaked around the skies and a behemothic monolith came crashing down on Lang Mu. Lang Mu let loose a bestial howl as he hectically summoned his powers. The silhouette of a wolf standing on its rear legs appeared once more behind him and it mauled at the falling monolith. "Rumble!" Instead of destroying the monolith, the silhouette of the wolf exploded instead and the ground sank under Lang Mu's feet. Nothing could be done to stop the monolith and it crashed down at Lang Mu. The air resounded with an anguished cry from the Lycan champion as his entire self shone brilliantly in a glow of yellow as he desperately hurled what attacks he could

I slowly turned to my back since I could feel something warm behind me, and as I pointed my flashlight at the creature, all I did was hang my mouth open in shock. It is a big monster. I mean, it's a werewolf growling at me. He’s like six and a half feet tall, and all I can see is he is covered with black fur, and he has sharp teeth and red eyes. Fudge, should I run or should I kill them? Oh, I almost forgot, they need to hold me captive. I gulped and pulled out my gun to show them that I am not afraid. "Stay back! Don't dare move! Or I will shoot you! This thing will kill you!" I yelled as I pointed the gun at the monster in front of me.

I had heard a lot from those werewolves than I knew about myself. Who was Giles Hunter, and what had he done to make the werewolves hate him so much? John Hunter was my supposed father, and he was a vampire. Did he kill my mother? Was that why I was dumped at the orphanage? Who was my mother? Was she alive? Had she been turned into a vampire too? I found out that Werewolves and vampires existed in one night. If truly the people those werewolves mentioned were my relatives, then I better hang around Oscar for safety, but for how long will he protect me from his kind?

And what a thrill it was to feel freedom to the fullest. But this stupid creature was not going to turn off when he saw me on his way. I won't turn back either! My beast was driven by adrenaline from the anticipation of the hunt, and my heart beat wildly against the ribs. Jumping on the creature, I dug my claws into it, tearing its flesh. The wildling howled heart-rendingly, trying to throw me off. Will not work! Just because you're bigger doesn't mean you're stronger! I bit into his neck, trying to reach his throat. And all this time my fire did not go out! As a result, the victory was for me, and not even ashes remained from the enemy. My she-wolf was satisfied with the fight and was eager

I ask her next, maybe that got something to do with me dying. "White wolves don't exist," Moira dismiss me again. "The alpha said they do," I answer her, he said one of us is white, and since the other two remember their wolves and dream of them, they knew for sure they aren't the white one. "Maybe they do but they are extremely rare," Moira says, they are rare cause they die, I know that, I'm pretty sure of that now. "Hey, Moira, little guy," alpha Rowan says joining us in the room, he shared a look with my sister and then a silent conversation went between them two, it's the way their eyes shifted and moved as they glared at each other.

Their speed increased drastically as the werewolves began to attack the hunters, who were surprised by their presence. Because of their attacks, the place quickly turned into a battlefield. Only Stefan, Esben, Ullric, and his group did not stop and continued to break through. Ullric's large wolf form had become a shield for them. Perhaps Ullric was different from the others. Because when the hunters tried to attack their group, the weapons they used could not hurt Ullric at all.

"Humph, I wanted to tell you that all the contents of the Monster Slayer Guild's boy's storage bag are mine by right, but that cruel man already didn't give me a chance to speak!" Yama left the Gorgon Grilled Meat Market grumbling all the way. He lost 500 Hellstones, as well as the chance to have the world boss Vampling reward in Li Wei's hands. ++++ His name was Hollowscar, a highly skilled assassin in the Clean Gorgon Guild.