Dalzollene Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

The very thought of sinking my teeth into another female on their marking spots makes me sick. An image of Jonda lying on the battlefield in Mike's arms fills my thoughts. I can still smell her, still taste her. I can still hear her words. I swallow hard and make for the bathroom door with full intention of returning to my room. “Don’t you dare walk away from me Hunter!” Leneve yells, the harsh tone in her voice halting my steps. “No, you don’t get to do that to me. You don’t get you have me when you feel like it then run away when I ask you a question.” I hear her growl with frustration and probably anger too, behind my back. “I am not a fucking doll you can choose to play with when and if

*** The gunshot echoed through the underground cage like a divine punctuation — the kind that closed a chapter permanently. Ziko’s body slumped forward, lifeless, crimson blooming across his chest like a cursed rose. Hunter stood still as his men: trained, merciless, silent, stepped in and cleaned up the mess. Not a single command was needed. They knew the drill. Blood was part of the foundation down here. Hunter lit a cigarette, the smoke curling from his lips like a hissed warning to anyone daring enough to cross him next. The bitter flavor of rage hadn’t dulled at all. If anything, it grew sharper with every passing second.

"That's what I thought as well, not until, I saw and heard everything myself. She confessed a lot of things to me. How she killed my... mothers. Mine and Doris. We aren't really sisters but still, we are sisters" Doris' eyes widened. No one said a word. There was ultimate silence. "She needed my blood in order to put her daughter, Celia into control, and to do that, she created the DHC- "DHC? What's that?" Frank asked again. He seemed to be the inquisitive type of person. "Dark hunters cartel. They specialize in hunting and killing supernatural though their main games are vampires" Lucas answered, on Tessa's stand. Karl angrily bit his lips.

I held him back as I continued. “You need to free the wolves and then start taking out the hunters. I’ll take them out as I go, but I need to get to Zee.” The wolf nodded and launched out from behind the cabin, I followed after him running out towards the ring of hunters. I jumped through the air landing on the back of a hunter. I dug my claws into his neck and jerked my hand to the side, the rip of his flesh was evident by the blood that squirted from his neck. He fell forward and I quickly turned and rolled across the dirt to the one next to him. I sliced my claws through the back of his knees, he screamed out and fell to the ground. The sound of his cry alerted the others to my presence.

and dove to the ground. A hunter entered the area with a lethal crossbow in his hands and a hood covering his face. The weapon was engraved with Damon's emblem, a jagged claw. With a snarl, Aiden sprang forward, his wolf emerging. Aiden was quicker than the hunter, pushing the weapon aside and slamming the assailant to the ground as he fired another bolt.

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.

Dax says. "Doing what." "The thing where your whole body goes tight and you start radiating misery. I can feel it. It's very loud." He turns his head, and even in the dark I can see the gold of his eyes catch what little light there is. "What's eating you, Hunter?" "Besides the part where I'm freezing in a ditch far too close to a wolf?" "Yeah. Besides that." And I should say nothing. Nothing is the correct answer. Nothing has kept me alive for twenty-two years.

Just then, Daisy Hunter's phone rang. "Hello Seth, I was about to call you now, where are you?" Her voice reverberated throughout the car. "Am stepping out of the office now, can you meet me at Gage and Tollner." Seth's voice was barely above whispers as he ran across the road with the phone etched to his ear. "See you there in a jiffy," Daisy said as she swerved the car left and zoomed off to Gage and Tollner. Moments later…

All these for a piece of information. My withdrawal and indifference for weeks filled her with laxity. She thinks the Almighty Giselle had been defeated, simply because I was stripped of my Luna title. Little did she know the crafty plans I had in store for her, and the huge fight between us was that final piece to end the confusing puzzle of her identity. Azalea Hunter. There was something about her–something strange, something powerful, something dark, something big…bigger than her imagination. Something unknown to me, her mates, and the rest of the world.

Max was mine. “The information I gave you was accurate. I was coming over to discuss recent developments with you. This girl is being placed on a chopping board and served to us by Noctua. If the file I have in my hands is the truth, then she might be a pawn in a plan much bigger than we thought.” I backed into my chair and stared thoughtfully into my father’s still-red eyes. “Now, my two questions for you are how are vampire hunters still roaming this earth when you promised the entire congregation that they had been dealt with after Mother’s death, and who the fuck is Edward Ravenwood?”