Hunter (Stallcup)

Born of Viking stock, careered into the Swedish Navy, Sven Ericsson finds himself in the fabled New World. Away from the restraints of society, the young Northman is dragged into long nights of debauchery, nights that lead him into the waiting arms of a dark beauty who will change his very nature forever. Fighting his new unnatural status, Sven steers clear of humanity, skulking along the fringe of society, and filling his inhuman need with the blood of the outcasts or the easily forgotten. Centuries later, he is forced to emerge from the dark.

Sven Ericsson: Viking, warrior, sailor, enforcer, assassin? After establishing himself with the vampire ruling council, Sven finds himself being approached by heavenly beings with an offer too good to refuse: hunt down and kill a god. Not for silver, not for gold, but for the one thing no vampire could ever have. His soul. When hiring an assassin, one should never attempt a double cross. Especially if your assassin is a vampire. A Viking vampire with a bad attitude. He is a killer. A fighter. And a Hunter of his own kind.

Failing to kill a god brings more than a stain to your reputation as a killer. It brings the wrath of others upon your head - those who hired you, those you tried to kill, the family of the target...all of whom have the ability to destroy you with a mere thought. When Sven took on the task of removing a Norse lesser god from creation, his reward wasn't gold or silver, but his very soul. After hunting the trickster, he is thwarted by the god of thunder, who ejects his soul from Valhalla and into the great beyond. Neither ancient spells nor modern witches can locate his lost soul.