Hunter Pokemon Novels & Stories

High cheekbones and a very very sexy lips with an equally straight nose. So freaking beautiful. My breath caught and my heart seemed to be not functioning properly. It kept stuttering, beating out of time. As he stepped in he completely ignored my presence. Three steps ahead, he turned and looked in my direction, who was beside the shop's door and the most cornered place beside the window. He turned and I could see the tattoo that ran up on the side of his face, like a carving of some kind, so beautiful. He surpassed the hot meter. He could be in a magazine, posing and the article will be titled, 'Dark angel spotted nearby.'

Ronan asked. The man flinched, just slightly, but it was enough. I saw it in his eyes—the moment he knew we’d caught on. I bent down, grabbing his hand and turning it to the side, exposing the faint mark etched into his skin. My growl rumbled in my throat. "He's a hunter." "Fuck," he hissed, the rope snapping as his claws swiped through the air where I’d just been. He bolted, but he wasn’t fast enough.

It actually reminded me of the Siberian wolves from movies. "It's not a horse nor a unicorn," Willy laughed as he joined us. My eyes widened when he touched the top of the cage and shook it. The animal stirred but didn't lift its head. "We found it the other day in the street wounded. It's untamed and really aggressive. He's under medication while we tend the wounds, and he's been sleeping for ten hours now." "Are you sure that's a dog? Is that a Siberian? A... wolf?" I never saw one in person, but I couldn't believe they were this huge. The animal was yet to rise on its feet, and I knew it would take a lot of space.

I nodded while tucking a few strands of my hair behind my ear. “Wanna go hunting?” He asked. “Hunting?” I inquired, frowning. I had never gone hunting. “Yup, today I and Luther are going hunting. It’s our favorite game. Actually, It’s in our blood.” He chuckled. “You two kill animals for fun?” “Not only do we kill animals but also skin them and eat them, darling,” Luther said. I cringed at the way he was speaking. “How could you eat wild animals?”

Monster: Oakwood Forest Fire Hound Monster Level: 26 Health: 35,000/43,000 Attack: 210 Defense: 90 Skills: Intimidating Roar, Fire Breath, Rabid Bite, Claw Strike, Fire Fang The archer watched as Kirou narrowly dodged the attacks of the five hounds while retaliating with a few punches to their snouts. It may have been a misconception on the archer's part, but he could swear that the fire hounds seemed to be reacting strangely after being punched. That, coupled with a few damage figures floating above the fire hounds' heads, allowed the archer to deduce that Kirou's gloves probably inflicted a status effect that results in health loss on their targets. As for whether it is poison damage, blee

Don't forget his trusted knife. He bent down and checked my pulse to see if I was alive. He said in a very calm tone, "I told you we would play a game, princess. Now, I don't get to have any fun here, you do. You run and I count to hundred." He slung the quiver over his shoulder. He strapped the gun to his waist, hauled the other stuff into a bag and held the bow. "Then, I'll seek you. Ready, princess?" There was no use begging him for mercy and I knew(firsthand) that he was dead inside.

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

Actually, he desired these things as well. Even if he felt that it was naive, he still instinctively hugged the plushies tightly. One of his companions in the training once told him that there was a yellow little squirrel who could discharge electricity. It was called Pikachu. “Will it discharge electricity?” Ben asked subconsciously. His eyes were a little out of focus. Summer patted Ben's head, feeling pity for him. “Of course, but it can't transform now. Or else, it will be discovered.” Summer was cooing at the child seriously.

"Yeah, and they don't resemble Hemilia foot size." "Dude, you are disgusting." He made a disgusted face but I scowled and hit his arms. "I've known her for years, bastard." "Whatever." He rolled his eyes and glanced at the front with narrowed eyes. "What are you seeing?" I asked, he pointed out the tree that was right in front of us. "This tree is poisoned, I can smell and see the colour from this distance." Peter declared every person here has qualities that make the work easier. I have fighting skills and strength, Peter has good eyes and nose then Hemilia is experienced in magic and observing.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.