Zamtrios Monster Hunter Novels & Stories

Glaring all around he walked over to his mother while his claws disappeared along with his canines. Emma hugged him as soon as she saw him. Hunter wrapped his arms around her frame comforting her. Hunter glanced at Draken whose vicious eyes met his gaze. Hunter tipped his head asking if anyone was able to escape. Draken shook his head as Hunter helped his mom into his car. Hunter walked over to the dead body that was near the tree. Sitting on his toes he examined it. The bones were crushed and the body was simply a batter of crushed bones and organs in a skin. No way this was done by any werewolf.

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

They were so happy…. I saw Ringo staring at the same photograph with tears in her eyes. I rushed to embrace her and pull her away from the painful memories, before whimpering rose from her chest. I looked down to see Zahli clinging there, her wide green eyes darting to me briefly. Underneath her fluffy purple pyjamas, she was missing her left leg from the kneecap. Her right hand was stained pitch black, her fingers formed into sharp claws that clutched the fur surrounding her. The only thing I knew that had the same black staining was Cosmo’s Creations. Were they the monsters that tried to eat Zahli? How was she still alive?

Seriously, werewolf hormones shouldn’t be this quick and wild at such an inappropriate time. I stood on tip toes, trying to look past the man obscuring my view. Once I did, I gasped at the horror of the sight. Zanicus’ eyes had turned full blood-red, and his canines protruding over his lip with abnormal length, and his claws looked like he had been digging land with his nails colored pitch black. Hunter immediately took a step back, blocking me from taking a step further with his big arm. “She was born for a purpose,” his voice coming out dangerously soft, like the sound of the wind brewing before a thunderous storm.

Amber saw a complete look of dread come over Carlos’ face, but she could see how her boyfriend was trying to keep his expression subdued. “I already told you. A Boneseeker Man is an ugly motherf*cker,” Carlos said with his limited vocabulary. “The one that killed my baby girl looked like a zombie with these f*cking crab legs coming out of his body. He got a big ass head, too. It looks like his skull is pumped with helium.” Carlos growled out his words. Amber tried not to imagine what her boyfriend was telling her, but her mind couldn’t help it. She pieced together the image of a zombie with a gigantic head and the legs of an arachnid.

"The data just stops. What happened?" I let out a frustrated sigh, tapping the paper as I tried to ignore what I was feeling being near him. "Yes, I did hit a wall. But that is only because in my pack, we don't have the facilities for this kind of work. Our science team... well, they aren't really science team people. They focus almost entirely on ancient moon magic, rituals, and traditional healers who can mend broken bones with herbs. They don't care about advanced genetics or biochemical cellular structures. They don't focus on going far in technological advancements, so I ran out of equipment."

The next came with a laughing emoji. “You got that right. I can't wait to see his crown jew, I bet it's massive." I rolled my eyes, mentally cursing myself for having eyes. In a twinkle of an eye, a massive screen appeared in the middle of the room, followed by an electronic voice. “Player 1 has chosen a weapon," It announced and there came text flooding the large screen:- Name: Earthshaker ‎Appearance: A massive, rusted hammer with a glowing magma core. ‎Stats: High damage, low speed.

The door closed. Angry? Did I do anything wrong? Suddenly, I felt something in my right hand. I looked down. There was a dagger in my hand. Symbols began carving on the silver blade. And somehow, somewhere, I knew what they meant. “Marfóir Deamhan,” I whispered. The meaning came to me like a memory that was never mine. My voice cracked, as I translated the words. “Demon Slayer.”

Slowly, he turns to look at me, and the air freezes in my lungs. I've never seen anything more terrifying and heartbreakingly beautiful in the same breath. Suddenly, he's in the car with me. One blink, and he's there. His hand finds my waist, pulling me against him. He exhales shakily, his forehead brushing mine. "Are you alright, sweetheart?" A lump forms in my throat. "Kaziel, what were those weapons? They hurt you." "Celestial tech," he says through gritted teeth. "Made from the ashes of fallen seraphs. The only thing that can pierce a tribrid's skin."

It's your mother's-] Cheng hawks around for a while before grinning a sinister one. He tugs the screen beside him and puts it in front of the girl's face... [Read this...I don't want to explain anything] [Welcome and congratulations to whoever is elected in the Z system. You have been nominated as the second human to ever reincarnate as the undead in your very next life! ... Please accept your mission] Three small tubes come out from the clear liquid. One of them displays a pocket watch while the others say accept and decline.