Hatsu Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

“Tell me what you know.” Rahl leaned closer. “The first kill is a pivotal moment, as it awakens something primal in them. Many hunters call it ‘The Beast.’ Something in them craves the thrill of the hunt and the taste of enemy blood and battle. It’s what fully unleashes you as a hunter.” The feeling she had during the fight came back to her. It was both exhilarating and terrifying. But how long until her ascension? After the fight, she expected it to happen right away.

INTRODUCTION My name is Kacela. I am twenty-one years old, and I am a werewolf hunter. And I have a secret. I am a werewolf. I was raised in a family of werewolf hunters. My father, mother and older brother are all werewolf hunters, and I made my first kill when I was twelve years old. I am trained in weaponry and hand to hand combat as well as other skills that I use in the field, like tracking. I’m also exceptionally good at finding werewolves who don’t want to be found using a variety of techniques, but mostly common sense and computer skills. It’s a family business and it keeps us well employed and financially stable. We move around a lot because of it.

He knew they never liked him. Hunter was eight years old when he met Sebastian Bryant. At that time, he was in Japan, held by a group of yakuza. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. The yakuza who took him in called him "Zen." They were involved in illegal activities and were brutal, but they treated him well, especially the leader, who even considered passing the group on to him. However, due to a betrayal by one of the members, the leader was killed, and the group was captured by UN special forces. One of the UN special force leaders at that time was Sebastian. In addition to being the Alpha of the Silver Luminaries and the Leader of the Astral Guardian, Sebastian was also a me

None of them knew that the men who had destroyed the Kitsune village. Had been his. The hunters below believed they were fighting a murderous monster. Homura believed she was avenging her family. Both sides were dancing exactly as Gretonia had intended. He adjusted one of his leather gloves. "Hatred," he murmured softly, "is such a useful weapon." Then his gaze shifted toward the dark forest beyond the battlefield. He wasn't waiting for the hunters to win. He wasn't even waiting for Homura to lose. He was waiting for Lexi.

They’re using moon magic to send it back and forth. One of them notices me watching. “You want to play?” he asks. I’m surprised by how friendly and welcoming his tone is. “That’s okay,” I say. “I don’t really know how.” “You’re the one Wilder brought back, right?” the guy says. I nod. “I’m Hax,” he says. “Milo.” “Good to meet you.” It’s like he doesn't even care that I’m a hybrid. Or maybe he doesn’t know. Maybe Wilder and the High Sorcerer aren’t spreading that part around just yet. It would make sense. I’d probably keep it quiet if I was in their position.

It's hard enough to hurt. Sera smashed across the station floor, skidding through blood and broken glass. Jonas shouted her name and unloaded another burst of UV rounds. Husen blurred sideways between them. Too fast. One second near the pillar. Next second, directly in front of Jonas. The hunter barely managed to raise the rifle before Husen grabbed the barrel and crushed the metal in one hand.

She continues as if noticing my confused state, and wants to bestow mercy on me like the moon's messenger. “Shawn is the chosen of Hati’s later blood. The peace child. Hati, son of Fenrir. Hati, the moon hunter.” she says, addressing all of us. That's when it clicked. The book I'd seen at the library. “The Codex Luporum…” I say to myself. “You know the book?” Alice's voice rings out, breaking into my monologue. My eyes meet hers, before Shawn's, who is looking at me with that, ‘you've been caught’ stare.

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.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.