199 Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

"Figures he'd be up front. Probably blowing through Milicent's money like it's nothing." A bell rang, sharp and clear. The crowd went quiet. A door at the far end of the arena opened. A Hunter walked out. Young, maybe nineteen, with a sword that looked too big for his frame. He was shaking. I could see it even from here. "He is definitely a Stage One," Fabian murmured. "First time, probably." Another door opened. What came through wasn't human.

He doesn’t blink. Hunter: “Doesn’t matter. You’re on the list. Abomination.” He fires. The bolt is fast (faster than human). I’m faster. I catch it mid-air with two fingers, lightning crawling over the wood until it turns to ash. Celeste: “Rude.” He drops the crossbow, draws twin silver kukris, and moves (insane speed, perfect form). He’s not human. Not fully. Some kind of augmented hunter (blessed, cursed, rebuilt).

says Hunter in a gentle voice. “Tristan.”

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

Including Hunter, there were only four of them while the enemies were nine in number. All the enemies shifted at once as they attacked. Hunter has no choice but to shift as well. With a low growl, he charged at the two werewolves plunging at him. He was able to rip the neck of the first one at the cost of the second werewolf digging his claws into Hunter's waist. Grunting he pierced his canines into the neck of his assaulter and ripped the piece of flesh out as its body fell with a thud. He couldn't scent that other guy who ran off with Silvia anymore.

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

Jordan stands next to Dean, Olivia stands next to Issac, Gia stands next to Justin, and Sasha stands next to Cole. I’m actually getting pretty excited for this. I look up at Gunner again, “What’s your wolf’s name?” He smiles, “Hunter.” I laugh. “Gunner and Hunter?” He chuckles but nods. “You guys were literally made for each other.” I tell him and he nods his head agreeing, bending down to whisper in my ear. “Which is precisely why this will be over quickly. I give it fifteen minutes once the wolves start searching.”

"I have a lot that I need to explain to you, and I don't want to overwhelm you. She took a deep breath and nodded at me to continue. "As I said before, I am a hunter in an organization called The Vindicta. I have been training since I was ten years old. My parents were killed in an attack by a rogue werewolf and Liam, and I were rescued by Ard’al. He took us in and was a father to us. When it came time for the trials I won. I became a hunter and I've been going on mission after mission ever since. Ard’al told me when I became a hunter that we all have one destined person, a soul mate. We already have a bond, but it won't fully form until we accept each other completely."

"Your silver-tipped arrow bounced off it." He’s getting loud now, finally, nineteen hours of swallowed volume coming up all at once. "Silver bounced and you reloaded. You put another bolt on the string with the same arm it broke ten seconds later. Who does that?" "A hunter. It's the job." "The job." He laughs and there's nothing amused in it. "And when the job wins? What do I do then? What exactly am I supposed to do if something happens to-" I kiss him. To shut him up.

I did not rush to shut down the "Goddess Hunter" server. Instead, through a backdoor I had left behind when I analyzed the code earlier, I quietly prepared a brand new module I had already written. I named it "Scumbag Hunter." I sorted all the evidence of his academic fraud, along with the videos and photos of his cheating, into categories and packaged everything together. Then, I turned it all into "Hunting Quests." - After I finished everything, I checked the time.