Hunter X Hunter Cakes Novels & Stories

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

Raina asked, her eyes lighting up as she practically bounced on the mattress. "I did," Nathan said with absolute corporate seriousness. He set the clipboard down and opened the bakery box, revealing four beautifully sculpted miniature cakes. "The pastry chef from Upper East Bakers sent over the prototypes for the... monster cake." "It’s a dragon!" Raina corrected loudly, pointing at a tiny green frosting wing. "A chocolate dragon!"

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.

on my light pink gown. Who cared anyway, Well, a lot of people care about it, but I didn't, I was too awesome for that. The forest came into clear, to revealed a small circle patch without trees looming over it, stood a house. Wooden, light brown, matching the color of dry ground below it, it stood tall but barely there. I inhaled, gathered all my courage and stepped closer to the house, my guards long gone. They didn't know the way to the small shabby house of the warrior. A house where i would knock at soon. I raised my hand to knock on the cracked old wooden door. "Who are you looking for?" A deep rough voice startled me. I almost jumped three feet in the air. I turned slowly to

Jade and Hunter got coffee for themselves. Desserts had a way of lifting people’s spirits. After eating the cake, Emmy forgot about all her troubles. "Jade, the cake here is so delicious." Emmy's mouth was covered in cream, making her look like a dirty little kitten. Hunter handed her a napkin to wipe her mouth, telling her indulgently, "If you like it, I'll buy it for you every day." "Really? I knew you were the best, Hunter." Emmy grinned brightly with indescribable cuteness.

And in the middle of it all, standing there like some kind of damn hero, is Kieran. My mate. He’s holding a massive silver platter, muscles flexing under his rolled-up sleeves. And on it—holy hell—on it is the most insane “cake” I’ve ever seen. It’s not sugar and frosting. It’s layers of perfect venison and prime rib, stacked high and glistening with some dark glaze that looks like liquid rubies. A single thick candle sticks out of the middle, carved into the shape of a howling wolf. It’s over-the-top wolf-pack perfection.

West knew that Cameron mistreated Leah; if he didn't, she wouldn't be jumping on one man to the next. With tongs, West divided the cakes neatly into all four boxes. Soon after, he transferred all the mini cakes to the boxes. The door clicked open as soon as he was about to fasten each packaging. The sound of light footsteps coming closer somehow made Keanu on edge, but he didn't show it. He continued to finish taping the boxes. "Kitty?" He saw a brown-haired woman leaning over from the corner of his eye, staring at the cakes on display. It was her. Keanu's heartbeat sped up, his hands shaking, struggling to relax.

Gavin said, and I smiled at the guys. "No female hunter?" I asked. I knew the reason but wanted to hear from the horse's mouth. "Ruth won't like that, Karen," he answered with a knowing look on his face. After the introduction, the atmosphere was a lot pleasant. We were able to crack some jokes while we ate. No one asked me personal questions, and neither did I ask them. After breakfast, Gavin took me to the library to check out some hunter's books. There were books about vampires, witches, werewolves and other creatures that I did not dream of ever meeting. There were books on alchemy, mild magic, and creating and using charms.

Then suddenly, Hunter took out a chocolate cupcake from his pocket. “Tada!” he exclaimed. “I have cupcake!” He proudly announced. From the passenger seat, Edgar looked back at Hunter with an awe. “Wow! You are really the best, Hunter! Joel, do you want to have some cupcake?” Hunter and Edgar stared at Joel. With opened mouth, as if he found this absurd, Joel shook his head. “No thanks. As a manly werewolf, I decline to fill myself with sweet delicacies and let myself be slave of...”

Athena's POV ''The flavour of the cake?'' The baker asks us and I turn my head to look at Alex and he does the same. We both just stare at the cakes in awe. We really don't know which once. After tasting almost all of the cake, I kind of got confused. There's this red velvet cake, chocolate cake, vanilla cake, cheese cake, rainbow cake. ''Um... would you give us a moment?'' I try to smile at the baker but he rolls his eyes before walking away. I breathe out, ''Okay, so, which one?'' I turn to Alex.