Historias de Huntingseason

Jule the wolf has lived with her pack since she was born, which is only a few years. After a group of hunters find her den slaying her family, she is forced into survival mode by herself. Jule finds herself wandering the streets of a small town, in the suburbs, all alone. There she is found by a 19 year old girl who tries to take care her, but, due to her recent encounter with humans, Jule doesn't know whether or not Ski can be trusted. Ski tries everything from state of the art toys, the finest dog cuisine, and even creating a cave look alike room just to get Jule's trust. Will Ski succeed with Jule or will she crash and burn? *Contains some strong langue*

Widdleswood, Pennsylvania is seemingly perfect, except for one time a year. A time that even its perfect inhabitants are on edge. The Hunting Season. Everyone in town has heard of the Hunter. His name strikes as much fear as the name Michael Myers. With the first of many murders rolling in, the townspeople know it is that time again. It is Hunting Season. Will you be his next prey?

'Revikh', she let his name roll off her tongue, 'Why am I not dead yet?' **** Once a year is hunting season. Since the rebellion wars the elves are in power. Humans live in terror and fear. Meanwhile the elves, protected by the darkened woods and its creatures, live a glamourous live. But there is hope. The prophecy says, the human who enters the forests as a sacrifice and emerges victorious will be able to defeat the elves and lead the humans to new dominion. Since then each year, 5 persons from each kingdom are chosen at birth. At the age of 20 they are abandoned in the woods, left to fate. Anaya is one of them. But not only does she and the other sacrifices have to survive the creatures, but also the hunters, who were created by the elves. Will she make it out alive? Will she fulfill the prophecy? _____ the photo in the cover is Laryssa Ayres photographed by Adri Lima (@adrilimaa). i do not own any rights. only the trees are mine :D

After a large kinetic storm on earth, the Autobots circuits seem to be scrambled. While they continue the hunt for energon, they are also now hunting the Decepticons. With the threat dieing off quickly, the Autobots are only looking for energon. Some of the Decepticons managed to escape and find new alt forms, hiding amonst people, amongst shadows. One girl by the name of Casey, has noticed this. She also found it extremely odd that a banged up F-15 was parked in the woods in her back yard. With no one around, she went to check it out. The wings were scraped, the tires shot out, and the huge purple insignia on the wings, no matter how scratched up, was hard to miss. After a lot of convensing and a little help from friend's, though completely against the idea, Casey decides she's going to save them. All of the remaining Decepticons. After all, they weren't that bad right? Humans would have done the same thing to a strange planet, especially if they needed war resources. Right? With the help of this one Con and her friends, she's determined to save them and hide them, atlease till the Autobots are done with this hunting spree. She's determined, because she knows no one else will. ((designs are strictly G1 with a few exceptions in Bumblebee and some others))

A lonely man defends his home against the undead. See how he fights back.

a girl who's unlucky at everything got a chance to be lucky by a handsome billionaire gay man she will be paid 1 million dollars if she got successful and do her job well if she accepts the offer will it lead her to success or stress

It's a Halloween night in the small town of hope, Indiana and everything is about to change.

"What did I tell you, Aster?" Jax whispered into the air between them, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, his gaze flickering to her mouth. "Never trust a faery." - Faeries were never known to be subtle. An arrow through a tender throat, a dagger in the heart. It was all a game to them, a hobby. Fae hunted their prey; the ones that hid from them. The humans. So Aster hid, much like the others. With hate, not fear, lodged deep within her heart, just waiting to be released. She allowed herself to be told the stories of the Fae: of their poison-tipped arrows, their sharpened teeth. But when her sister, the only light in her sea of dark, is taken by the Fae, Aster sets off to track the fearsome predators herself, to make them pay for what they did or to die trying. Because a life without her, isn't much of a life at all. But what Aster is faced with is something she is completely and utterly unprepared for. Yes, the Fae are everything that Aster had ever thought they'd be: brutal, deadly. But they are also everything else. Kind. Whimsical. Beautiful. And Aster can hardly help herself from being caught up in it all, from being caught up in one in particular. And it's so wrong, so horribly wrong. But Aster doesn't care. - It's hunting season. Don't get caught.