Chrollo Hunter Hunter Novels & Stories

Finally, with one last desperate attempt to break free, the brute collapsed, lifeless. Hunter stepped off the brute’s back, his breathing heavy but controlled. He kicked the body aside, sending it sprawling to the ground. Then, he turned his gaze to Giovanni’s group. For a moment, Giovanni froze, his smirk fading as he caught sight of Hunter’s face. His eyes had changed—now glowing with a striking golden hue, tinged with emerald, burning with fury. Despite the punishment he had endured earlier, Hunter stood tall, his presence commanding and unbroken.

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

she greeted him in a sultry voice. Hunter squinted. “Who are you?” The woman smiled. “My name is Cheryl. Reyan said you’re a man worth introducing.” Hunter frowned, rejecting the offered wine. “I don’t drink.” “That’s a shame. This is a rare South African wine.” Cheryl kept closing the distance, placing her glass on a nearby table, and then lightly touched Hunter’s chest. Hunter brushed her hand away. “Tell Reyan I’m not interested in his dirty games.” Cheryl leaned in, whispering into his ear, “The game has just begun.”

the wolf said and i blush “ What is your name? Or do you and lukas share the same name? I asked, the wolf nodded his head “ My name is Asher, Lukas wolf” He sent the environment “ I smell humans around here, I have to give control to lukas” he said and immediately the wolf shifted back to humans. “ Who is there? Show yourself.” he said and stayed behind him Two people came out and bowed to me. I was shocked “ Who are you? “ I asked “ We are hunters just like you and your dad was our leader. We heard from your uncle that he is dead and since then we have been watching you.” he explained

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

I hollered as I shifted to hunt down the bastards. Carson quickly caught the first two and eliminated them. The stupid assholes had thought coming back together half a mile from the clearing was going to help them. We crept through the forest silently, searching for the last rogue. We scouted the forest for hours and had just picked up its scent when a frantic call echoed through the forest. We froze misstep, trying to pick it up again if it was uttered again. Moments later a low-pitched bird call followed by a rapid, stressful one. Fuck. We looked around anxiously. ‘Falcon, hunters are here. What do we do?’

As long as Chloe was wielding it, she would be wreaking havoc. "I know you protect Princess Zillah, Vivien. But if you can help it, please lend a hand to Chloe." Hunter lost his humour and was replaced with those tired darkest green eyes that looked so much like a moss rather than green. His face became older than she thought he was and she realized that he, the greatest Knight of his gneeration's Earth Shakers, was indeed an old man. Vivien looked up at the sky and stared at the white puffs of clouds traveling in groups.

he chuckled. One of them had short blond hair, while the other one had a long, distinctive scar down his right cheek. “That’s not creepy,” I spat. They chuckled. “It’s not wrong for friends to check up on other friends.” “How did you find me?” My voice cracked. The blonde one barked out a laugh. “I’m a Hunter. It’s in my blood to find wolves. You wouldn’t know that because you’re only half.” I swallowed in response. Crap.

He doesn't really show his feelings on the outside, but is still very protective and caring. We live in a large village near the southern climate states. Our village is called La Freccia d'Oro. It means the golden arrow. La Freccia d'Oro is the largest village of hunters in the United States, and the third largest in the world. Hunters are mortal beings with a few peak human physical abilities: strength, agility, speed, reflexes, accuracy, and endurance. Due to their gifts, hunters are sent to a private academy instead of a normal school. The private academy is called L'Accademia dei Cacciatori, or The Hunters Academy, and it is used for hunters to learn how to properly put their gifts to us

[Vanessa] Hunter moves through the crowd with the practiced skill of someone who has been in combat zones–he sees a target and he approaches it with speed and stealth. He is no longer seems to care that much about our mission, or about whether or not Cherry is waiting in the back in a maid’s uniform–he has one thing on his mind, and it isn’t espionage.