Novel & Cerita Dodgeball Hunter X Hunter

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

Memories came flooding, Aaron was sick, dad took me for hunting, I had trained with the kids, won them but dad said it wasn't enough, he wanted to see more. I could remember running after the two girls, they were my hunts. I thought they would get away and dad would punish me forever, luck was on me when one of them lost balance and fell. I thought if I killed one of them, my dad's punishment wouldn't be severe but then I saw the other one standing and urging her to continue, but I wouldn't let them go. I fired, got her and then shot the other girl. "Do you see why I resent you now?. You're never good for her, and you can never be."

“You’re obsessed.” “It’s strange, that’s all.” “Yeah, I know,” she says. “But it’s supposed to be like that. Come inside. We’re having venison.” “Who killed a deer?” That’s usually my job. “Steele did it,” Lyra says. “Steele’s a terrible hunter.” She shrugs. “He’s been practicing with his darts.”

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

She said, trying to remember the vague of memory, “I'm hunting-” “The hell misty!” “My lady should let me finish my words please?” She giggled, kinda amuse. “And what's wrong hunting if it's for the love of my life?” “How can hunting be related to love, Misty?” My mind spun to the idea, given a destructive results if relates the act to love. She shiver, and somehow a thing last night came to her mind. She murmured, “So if ever, I was hunt... for love?” Misty's eyes widened. “Are you being hunt, my lady?”

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

"It would be you. We have another guest that will be filling in for you." Suddenly another girl's voice came out, "Zack?" Zack's eyes widen. "Sarah!" He wastes no time in running in the direction of the voice. At the same time, David began to pull away from Liam and head straight to Sarah. Zack grabs a flat metal scrap and threw it at David. It was amazing how the hunter's responses were faster than any supernatural being. That was also the reason why hunters are dangerous. But there is also a limit to what they can do since they were also human.

The pulse cannon charged— Dante moved without thinking. He dashed between Aiden and the weapon, grabbing the barrel mid-charge. The hunter jerked, surprised— and that mistake was fatal. Dante wrenched the cannon free, spun with predatory efficiency, and smashed the weapon across its visor, shattering the blue glow. The hunter crumpled. Aiden gasped. “Dante—your arm—” Dante looked down. His forearm was scorched, the skin reddened. “It’s nothing.” He flicked his fingers, ignoring the pain.

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?”

Covering up the hole with some moss, she dusted off her dress and hurried home, her thoughts of the Hunters exposing her long gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "They're here! The Hunters have arrived!" The cries of the young boys ran through the whole village, many men and women coming out to see the sight. Liam riding in front, followed by nine other men, all on horseback. On the back of Liam's horse was the dead carcass of a mountain lion, and his quiver held an unusual number of arrows. Instead of the standard twelve like the rest of the men in his party, it held 15, two from the archer who had shot the beast earlier, as well as the arrow aimed to warn him.