Novel & Cerita Hunter X Hisoka

He got that sense of bad boy when you look at him. “Oh, excuse me.” The guy said. Then he walked past Jai and to the door, passing by Harris who’s entering the place. “Hey, you left me.” Harris faked a pout. But Jai wasn’t looking at him, he was looking at the red haired guy who just left. Harris realized whom Jai was looking at. “Oh. That’s Satoru Hirabayashi.” “Who?” Jai looked at him. “Satoru Hirabayashi from the Hirabayashi clan. He’s one of the geniuses of this generation. He’s a very skilled hunter.” Harris said.

I said, and he stood up. "You can't match their strength physically," he protested. " You will only end up hurting yourself and aggravating your assaulters," he pointed out, but I shook my head. "Did you not say Hunters had a special ability and could match supernatural beings' abilities? Maybe if I learn to fight, I can tap into that ability if I am truly a Hunter." I pointed out, and for a brief second, I saw a sad expression on Oscar's face. It was as if he knew something that I did not know and couldn't tell me.

We were breathing so hard like we'd wished to mate, slowly I pulled myself down to his dick and gave a kiss on the cap of the dick as I poured my saliva to make a smooth surface. At this moment he was hard and he needed to release sperm. I slowly sucked the hell out of it as he released his sperm on my body, unfortunately for me we heard a knock at the door and quickly stood up but the door broke down and behold it was Xavier. Damn am dead,I couldn't stand before him and I kneeled to apologize but no he left the room. I wondered where he was going. So I quickly put on my clothes and he did also. "Well, I am J-Huk, an alpha wolf from South Korea, and I am a new student at Mexico high school."

Hunter smirked when he understood why the men were now hesitant to attack. “Oh, you thought I couldn't kill you, well surprise and as my Luna would say you about to fuck around and find out.” He said as he ran towards the warriors not wasting time taking them out with one blow from his claws. Warlus simply walked into the battle dropping men as he walked by. Once they killed the warriors that were there to stop Soko, it was only the Medic left. Hunter went to help Soko up, but realized he had passed out. Hunter threw Soko over his shoulder and stalked toward the Medic who was cowering into the wall. “You will tell me what you injected him with and how to reverse it or you will end up feetles

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

“You cast and lavish me with names that curse me, names not to my liking, names that somehow give you cause. But if this is to be between me and this Dahnawa Danatlihi, then his acknowledgement is the only thing of consequence.” Imperceptibly, the lips of the warrior shaped themselves into a slight smile. “I acknowledge you, young rider,” he said. “I am Hunter.” “I am Hotuaekhaashtait.” (Cheynne: tall bull). “What is between you and I that we must meet as we do?” Hotuaekhaashtait surrendered his smile and replaced it with grim purpose and resolve. “Your life.” A slow burning smile, anticipatory, revelatory, spread across Hunter’s face. “My life will not be easy for the taking,”

For a moment, the look on his eyes turned gentle and his grip around my throat loosened. “ I can't believe this. That bitch just confessed his love for you”, Hunter roared, “ Hakim, why don't you give him a kiss or something”, he said and Hazel joined him in laughing like people that were being fingered in the ass. Hakim's grip instantly got tighter.

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.

His eyes met hers with a gentle gaze, filled with a silent plea for understanding. Arina's brow furrowed as she struggled to make sense of the situation. She couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her insides, like a serpent coiled around her heart. Who was this boy, and why had he come here? “How did you find this place?” Arina's voice wavered slightly, betraying her uncertainty as she crossed her arms over her chest. Her eyes bore into his, searching for any hint of deception or malice.