Hunter X Hunter Characters Male Novels & Stories

He stopped tapping my cheeks and looked at the man behind him, the man with blue eyes. “She’s a hunter Alarick,” silver guy nodded and looked at me again. “So, did you have a good sleep?” Alarick, the silver guy asked. I groaned and look the other way, just when I am about to close my eyes, Alarick, the silver guy, softly grabbed my chin and controlled it to look at him. Both of them seemed unfazed by my presence and I can only think of one thing; they’ve killed a lot of humans that an alive one doesn’t scare them at all.

I had only seen Mildred and Garren shift, so this was new. Hunter wasn’t nearly as big as Garren, but he was bigger than Mildred. His scales looked rougher, and he had spikes lining his back along his spine. His talons were longer than the others, and his wings looked like they were tipped with ice shards. “Hunter is the last of his kind,” Mildred said low enough for only me to hear. “He’s beautiful. He looks like he is covered in pieces of ice.” I said in awe. She let out a laugh.

One has black hair, a small button nose, and an oval-shaped face like Kion, while the second has brown hair, a pointed nose, and a round type of face, mostly looking like Bryan but a mixture of Bryan and Natalie. “Don’t bother. This pup is a Lycan; I can feel its aura,“ Aurelian said, staring at the first pup. “What are their genders?” I asked. “Both males,” he replied. “Leave,” Aurelian said, and they all ran out of the wards. Bryan went to the pup, staring at his face. I’m sure he doesn’t know what to do. Maven went to the other pup, carrying him up.

He pulls back the cigarette and resumes inhaling and puffing it out without a care in the world. I watch his broad back, my legs unwilling to move. Hunter is effortlessly burly, though he's not as muscled as Rio is, but his muscles are conspicuous enough to make any woman wet. Rio has broader shoulders and a tapered waist compared to Hunter. Quin, though, he's the biggest of them. Extremely muscled in all the right places. It's noticeable even as he's stuck in his lycan form. Another scathing look from Hunter jerks me back to reality. Have I been shamefully comparing their bodies and salivating?

When I felt that I could no longer keep Hunter at bay that is when I hear Gamma Xavier. "NOW!" (Hunter POV) As soon I hear him give the ok, that is when Alex gave me control over our body. Now it's my turn to show them what Alex and I can do. Neither his father nor Hades ever met me. I am almost twice the size of Hades and a lot stronger as well. The reason for that is that Alex is of royal blood and King Trayvon only married into the royal family with my mother. Trayvon was the oldest son of the Alpha in the Shadow pack. I take advantage of them being in shock over me and attack the legs to get him off balance. I then seen the opening for a death blow to his throat and I went for it. I my j

They would be extremely handsome and not to mention they were fully werewolves. Emma and Xander were expecting their kids to be hybrids but they weren't humans. Both Rasmus and Hunter were fully werewolves and had all the powers of Alpha. Emma wasn't the least bit sad about this. Instead, she was happy that her boys would be as strong as their father.

an old man screamed at the top of his lungs and everyone was silenced as the current Alpha of the Lester and Black Haw Pack finally spoke. With my werewolf eyes, I squinted and finally saw Flavius for the very first time. Hunter was right. He was indeed time-worn already and was sitting on the wheelchair with a scowl on his wrinkly face. I couldn’t believe that Geneva’s father was this old, but despite his frail body, I could tell the power and strength in the way he projected himself in front of his subjects, and how he spoke to them. “F*ck the rules,” Hunter murmured in his low, raspy voice that only I could hear. I held his hand and that’s when I found out I was trembling. Hunter looked a

he said, referring to the bag he held. “Hunter, that's my name,” he said to Bobb. Bobb stood still for a moment, contemplating if telling the stranger his name was worth it. “Bobb,” he said, finally making up his mind. Hunter was a tall, muscular man with a rugged appearance. He had a thick beard and long hair that was tied back in a ponytail. He wore a leather jacket and jeans, and his boots were caked with mud. His eyes were a piercing blue, and they seemed to glow in the darkness. He had a stern expression on his face, but there was also a hint of kindness in his eyes.

Standing at 6'4" tall, his muscular frame is a testament to years of disciplined training. His broad shoulders and chiselled physique exude power and intimidation, but he did not look as good as Hunter's. His piercing blue eyes, like ice in a winter storm, hold an intensity that can send shivers down anyone's spine. His jet-black hair, slicked back with precision, adds to his aura of sophistication and danger. A well-groomed beard frames his strong jawline, giving him a rugged yet refined look. “Xavier Brecks. Loved my presents?” Hunter replied while pushing me to his side and putting a possessive hand on my waist.

"So I hear you identified a Hybrid, well done" "Its not that much of a feat" Danté said reaching for his fridge "Beer?" "Yes please" Of the three hunters that made the final tryouts Danté and Vincent where like brothers, the third was a huntress named Xena and she herself was gone with the wind to Danté, he hasn't seen her in years. The two sat down and cracked the cold beverages "Anything I should know about her?" "Not much I can really say... Accept" Danté brushed his chin.