131 Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

Why had they stopped? A figure walked from the center of the hunters, a red cloak blowing behind it. Something glinted in the moonlight as it approached. Whoever it was, was small and petite. A gust of wind ripped the hood from its head and pale hair spilled out. "The Huntress," Rashida hissed, the venom in her voice causing the pack to wince. "No mercy, whatever it takes. We will wipe them from this place. Now!" She howled a blood-curdling shriek. The pack joined, their voices intertwining to create one eerie low that echoed through the night.

He said and Amelia smiled bitterly “This entire forest will be your home and hidden from the rest of the world. When your offspring become seven years of age bring them to my temple to receive my blessings.” Lariempi added before fading away like he never appeared. And with that Amelia became the first Hunter while Lariempi was thereafter known as the Hunter god, up till this very day several Hunters go about killing monsters and supernatural creatures, protecting Human kind from within the shadows. ”

I may need to say something important enough for Brian to trust me. I said, "I am h..." but suddenly fell silent. I can't tell that secret. If Brian knows I'm human, plus I know martial arts. Brian can deduce that I'm a hunter. I absolutely cannot reveal that identity. Brian wanted to get out of there, but it didn't mean he would defiantly cooperate with a hunter. I immediately corrected my words, “Okay, let's get this far. There are some things that do not need to be delved into too deeply. I hope we have good cooperation.” Having said that, I extended my hand to shake hands with Brian.

The hunters knew that they were getting close. They crept forward, their weapons at the ready, until they caught sight of Tate standing in a clearing, his massive form silhouetted against the moonlit sky. Without hesitation, the hunters opened fire, their silver bullets ripping through the air and striking Tate with deadly force. Tate came to realize at that moment that he had been on a bad path for so long and barely escaped from the hunters. He went back home to his brother, and Marcus gladly allowed him take back his place knowing that he really had changed.

Then static. Then the hunter speaks again, his voice clipped. “He has gone dark, sir. Gone cold. Not even our strongest scryers can detect his aura anymore. He is, ahem, well protected.” The screen flickers with internal noise as Xavier straightens in his chair, rage simmering in his jaw. “Protected by what?” he growls. The hunter hesitates. “We don’t know.” “Useless,” Xavier snarls, slamming his fist onto the marble table. “Years of tracking. Funds. Blood. All for nothing?!” The hunter speaks again, clearly shaken. “There’s… something else.” Xavier’s growl deepens.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

Tommy immediately understood the flow of this strange conversation. "Listen, potato woman. In this organization, the entire Hunter is only thirty humans. And you're the 1456th who entered the organization. If only we didn't notice you as The Hunter in your coffee shop, sooner or later, you would be put into small pieces even though your bones can no longer be put together for an autopsy because of the devil's actions." Iris was silent with her mouth slightly open. She was a 1456th Hunter who entered the organization. A number that didn't matter to remember, and Iris immediately touched her forehead.

Alpha Hunter drops the wolf he was holding and looks straight at me like he was going to have me as his next meal. “I want my mate back!” I yelled at him, and he looked at me with no recognition of what I was saying. I began to believe that there were no signs of Alpha Hunter in his body until Luna Ella stood and hit him with an orb of moon magic of her own as she screamed, “Give me my mate back too!”

“This will serve as an initial protection against Ignis. Take it, Hunter.” Hunter nodded, thanking Cierce for her concern. “Thank you, Cierce.” I stood by Hunter, feeling the gravity of the situation. “Be careful,” I said, looking into his eyes. Hunter smiled, touching my face. “I'll be back as soon as possible.” Our eyes met for a moment, exchanging unspoken words. A quick kiss on my forehead sealed the farewell before Hunter set off, accompanied by Garm toward the mountain range, ready to face Ignis and bring a cure for our children.

I take a step, focusing on getting to the pack house where my fate will be decided, when I feel someone cock a gun behind me. “Halt!” My heart flips. That voice. It isn’t the first I was expecting to hear. A thick lump gathers in my throat, and my hands raise above my head as he commanded. I close my eyes as his footsteps begin to echo behind me, making my pulse race erratically. He stands before me, and I raise my head and meet his smoky green eyes. Hunter. The son of Alpha Moon’s third Luna. The strong warrior and biker who handles the pack’s security affairs.