Dodgeball Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

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.

For her and her Kingdome she had to kill. A drop of water dropped at her hands and it started raining washing away all the stains of blood from her face. Just then she heard a loud cry. “Ahhhhhhh.” Shama felt as if she knew the voice. It seemed like Ansh’s voice. Shama’s eyes went wide at the realisation. It’s been too much time since they were trapped in this room. The owner of haunted house was also with the assassins. “ANSH” Shama shouted as she heard his voice.

Giovanni, still hiding behind the car door, gritted his teeth and clutched his bleeding shoulder. "You think I’ll let you take me alive?" Giovanni hissed, before lunging at Hunter and shoving him hard. Hunter’s rifle slipped from his grasp, clattering to the ground. Giovanni didn’t waste any time, charging at him with punches and kicks. But Hunter’s reflexes kicked in, letting him dodge each attack like it was second nature. Giovanni kept coming at him, determined, but Hunter was faster. Seizing the opportunity, Hunter grabbed Giovanni’s arm mid-strike and swiftly slammed him to the pavement.

In the continent of Elysium, magic has dried up and monsters have descended. The only way to survive is to participate in a game called "Hide and Seek." Only the winning races receive rewards and a chance to live. The Werewolf Clan drew me—a twenty-two-year-old half-blood werewolf. I was painfully thin, having been locked in a dungeon for the past fifteen years. The live chat scrolling before my eyes was filled with despair: [What the hell? This is our clan’s representative?] [A girl a strong breeze could knock over? Is she even an adult?] [I bet she bursts into tears the second she sees a monster.] [It’s over. We’re so dead. I knew we’d lose this time. Are the werewolves really going to be

I’m back home and I have some Duffs to drown my sorrow, I’m in deep shit, annoyed and worried with my little bunny, if some asshole put his paws on her, I don’t know what I’m capable of doing. Hunter waits for me on the porch, with a lemonade glass, he signs me to sit down and I know that nothing will keep me away from his inquire. This son of a gun should be a cop instead of a fighter. He doesn’t give up while he can’t get the answers he want. Less than five seconds and he shoots the first question, this time he broke his record: “Adam, you may be the alpha in this pack, but you’re still my brother, tell me the truth, what’s going on? Why those guys were trying to kill you?”

Rather, like others before me, I'll die in the attempt. "VAL!" I shout, urging her to move faster. Hunter once again cocks his gun, and just like before, nothing happens. I swallow, knowing my odds of survival are drastically decreasing by the second. I can tell that he's using the classic Colt .45mm pistol. Which means there are only eight rounds. Hunter has already used three rounds, leaving five more left. The bullet could be in any one of those rounds. "I don't like to be kept waiting, Mr. Westshire." Hunter exclaims, pulling back on the trigger once more. I feel my heart stop in my chest as I attempt to prepare myself for the inevitable bullet. When it doesn't come once again, I gulp in

Hunter commands through the speaker with the voice alteration added to the mic to make him sound robotic. Hayley and Felicity are the first to sprint to the centre of the arena the grass is shorter here as they are closer to the screen. If only they knew we were inches away watching their every move, their so close you can almost taste the sweat. They’re both fast as they weave and dodge before both reaching for one of the daggers as they begin their attacks. They both are on the attack juking right of left as they aim to stab each other. “I didn’t know this would be such a fucking turn on,” Teddy from the Solstice pack jokes as he chuckles in his chair. “I know I can’t decide which one I wa

Hunter was a peak-level grandmaster who practiced the art of fists. As they spoke, Kayson noticed through mind expansion that Zidane had already returned, carrying someone who was on the brink of death from the serious injuries he sustained. Kayson got up right away and leaped out the window, scaring Livia so much that she nearly cried for him out of instinct. Kayson landed in front of Zidane and asked, “Grandpa Gould, he’s Mr. Hunter Dodd?” Zidane almost attacked Kayson due to his abrupt appearance and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that it was him. He quickly answered, “Hunter’s very badly injured. Kayson, see if he can still be rescued!”

Adrenaline pumps through me as I fight one off, dodging his blows while landing a few of my own before swiping his feet out from under him. Removing a Karambit knife attached to my belt, one of them pulls me back by the hair, but I twist my upper body and plunge the blade into his neck, splattering warm blood all over my chest. The third one doesn’t get a chance to attack because Xenia shoots them in the head. “Fuck, were we always this annoying?!” she calls out, firing more rounds at two hunters heading our way and I can’t help but laugh at the irony of that question.

Hunter’s pov “Brief me about the fight that happened yesterday, I need to know those boys that destroyed my game store, '' Xavier demanded as I walked into his apartment. I hesitated for a while since I knew the consequences of actually telling him the truth. Our gang had started the fight with the other gang and one thing led to the other, the boys decided to come back with a tractor rather than a gun or their fist. “I was not actually there when the fight started but I'll get enough information from Stanley and get back to you boss” Xavier smirked at me and nodded. He picked up a glass of water and turned to face me. “Don't you dare move from that spot,” Before I could nod, he launched the