Hunter X Hisoka Novels & Stories

cried Price. “Language!” Amy and I chided him at the same time. Isaac faced me with an incredulous frown. “C’mon.” I produced my phone, where I had downloaded Trisha’s SLS app, and looked up at the couch. “May I, ma’am?” “Show him,” the phone app replied, giving the Haunters a good start. “Thank you.” I opened the app and let Isaac see my screen. The sticks showed Ann sitting on the couch, with Edward and Joseph standing behind her like soldiers.

Kazuko and Mitsuki replies as they continued speaking, "I've memorized the map of this place, let's go destroy them" "So we can start going right" Asahu asked. "Yeah" they both replied. "That's good, so let's start the hunt! Phoenix flames, Spinning drill!!!" Asahu says as his magic seal appeared with a flame like drill on it, as he runs towards the ice and started tunnelling through it. A girl with a long green hair whose a little bit on the flat side shouted, "If you are doing the Hunters exam, follow those three and if you're an Adventurer follow me"

It’s apple and spice, though nothing about him could be defined as nice. Still, I know down to my bones, no one else could have gotten me through that. Over the most terrifying, heart breaking, and still altering tide. Obliterated that phantom claw, like any other force daring to step into his path……. Hirosai Kurosai may be a monster, but he’s my kind of monster. The sort that all others fear. 33: Hiro -Unnatural Order

He looked like a man who had survived the end of the world and was prepared to walk through it again if she was on the other side. “Savannah…” His voice broke as if speaking her name physically hurt. “You shouldn’t be here.” “Then stop giving me reasons to run into burning buildings,” she said, trying to keep her breath steady, though her eyes shone with relief just seeing him still standing. Before he could reply, another figure stepped from the shadows near the broken window. Harrison. Bloody. Bruised. Smiling. He held the detonator in one hand and a gun in the other.

Holding the kebab, in one hand, she stretched it a little in Ammar's way, ( You want it?) Ammar was about to grab it, when Hira dodged and licked the whole kebab, she literally licked it, even her saliva could be seen clearly. then again stretched her hand in his way. ' ab le lain '. Hira with the most innocent face anyone could muster spoke, though her eyes told the whole different story. ( Now take it). ' aye haye, ghaleez, ab apne pass hi rakho'. Ammar with the deadliest glare said with a hint of disgust.

I step inside and, as he's turning the lights on, a man steps out of the shadowed hallway and charges us. The attacker is brandishing a wicked-looking knife and I scream.

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.

Stephen explained a bit. "Ohhh that's why everyone was tense when I first entered the office. And Max left the office when I had the finger cut". Callum exclaimed and Max nodded. "Yes. Among all of us, Max has the least tendency of blood tolerance. Because he still prefers Human blood unlike us. And mostly unlike me. Because I don’t feed on human blood. Like only once or twice. Otherwise I am happy to be a lion hunter". Stephen smiled. "So that wasn't the Red Cherry Wine you were drinking". Callum thought for a while and then his eyes were wide again. Stephen looked at him and laughed out loud.

He couldn't even stand. Just when it looked like the ragdoll was going to beat him to death, it suddenly stopped and grabbed my hand. Then it used my fingers to lift the knife he had dropped and plunged it straight into his heart. The familiar system chime echoed. [Player Franklin Hanson has been eliminated.] My balance shot up by several hundred coins. My eyes sparkled. "Bunny, you're amazing! You even let me have the kill." The chat exploded. [Weren't these two supposed to be weak monsters? I left for a minute, and now they're so strong!]

“You’re one of them, aren’t you?” Cyrus sighed. “Yes. In a sense. I’m not – I’m not like Alice.” Harper turned to me. “And what, exactly, are you? I deserve to know, Cals.” “You do.” My voice was hoarse with unspent emotion. “I hunt things like Alice.” “What about things like him?” He jerked a thumb towards Cyrus. “Or do you just fuck them instead?” My breath caught in my throat. I felt more than saw Cyrus rise up beside me, his face hard and unyielding as steel. Cold flames flickered in his eyes, and I was glad I was not on the receiving end of that stare.