Hunter X Hunter Cheetu Novels & Stories

But despite the freakish difference between the two, friendship has been made. Hunter doesn't wear tops, he had a lot of bruises as some other werewolf does. His hair was white, its length is near the shoulder, his haircut is pineapple cut despite the length though, and he was shorter than Jacob. Hunter's eyes were clear black, a little bit wider than human's. His lips curved perfectly. "So what do you want me to do?" Hunter asked after a long listening. "Uhm, is it okay if—"

And I almost heard a champagne bottle pop. This is it! A full throttle retaliation would be served—. But nothing happened. “You!” Charlie exclaimed in surprise and fury. My curious eyes flew open. And I found myself staring at Hunter’s back. Or his black jacket. That broad, muscular stature was covering me entirely so I wouldn’t be seen. I felt relieved. But I was also furious. Hunter Black is the last wolf in the realm I want here. How will I ever be rid of him when he keeps doing this?

He told me that once he receives the result, he will drive me himself to the borders of Alpha Lewis's pack. Only then did I breathe, and I told everything to Hunter, whose face relaxed a little bit. I texted the Grand Healer, ‘Grand Healer, if I may ask, how much time do you think you will need to get the medicine back to your pack, and how long to know the result?’ Then I waited patiently.

She rotated her shoulders, cracked her neck, then glanced back at the others who were watching her in tense silence. “Alright, bitches,” she said, voice louder than necessary, “line up and look pretty. We’re going to make this place regret waking the hell up.” Tora snorted. “You always have to make an entrance?” “I’m the Huntress,” Cheyenne replied, drawing her twin blades with a sharp metallic ring. “It’s kinda my thing.” Charlie fell into step beside her with a grin. “Lead the way.” Cheyenne lifted her nose slightly, sniffing the air. “This way. I smell rot, resentment, and bad parenting trauma. We’re close.”

This was no ordinary cheetah. “Were-cat,” Valentina said lightly. “Nature’s natural product. Mutated and evolved into human and cheetah, much more like werewolves but this is a cheetah variant. It has all a cheetah could have. Faster than any natural cousin. Can shift on command with the right trigger cocktail. At least, that is the intent.” The creature stopped its pacing to stare at us. Its whiskers twitched. Its tail cut the air once, hard. A low sound rolled in its chest and vibrated against my sternum.

I knew she had Hunter blood but I was unaware that she used their weapons. I wondered if something to do with her Hunter blood made her immune to silver? Otherwise wouldn’t using silver weapons be too painful? Nova barely lifted her leg to stab Charlie in his Achilles’ tendon. He dropped to the floor and before Nova could stab Dominic as well Harvey broke his arm rather violently. There was even bone peaking out. Harvey looked at Dominic and asked, “ You dare to put your hands on what’s mine? Give me a good reason. Either way you die but if your answer amuses me perhaps I’ll make it painless.”

he chuckled. One of them had short blond hair, while the other one had a long, distinctive scar down his right cheek. “That’s not creepy,” I spat. They chuckled. “It’s not wrong for friends to check up on other friends.” “How did you find me?” My voice cracked. The blonde one barked out a laugh. “I’m a Hunter. It’s in my blood to find wolves. You wouldn’t know that because you’re only half.” I swallowed in response. Crap.

He doesn’t blink. Hunter: “Doesn’t matter. You’re on the list. Abomination.” He fires. The bolt is fast (faster than human). I’m faster. I catch it mid-air with two fingers, lightning crawling over the wood until it turns to ash. Celeste: “Rude.” He drops the crossbow, draws twin silver kukris, and moves (insane speed, perfect form). He’s not human. Not fully. Some kind of augmented hunter (blessed, cursed, rebuilt).

Hunter says and I am wondering if that is a good thing or a bad thing because from what I know Hell Hounds burn just about everything they get in their sight. Hunter and Caleb are now looking at each other and I can tell they are communicating through their special link before they look at me and Hunter says, “Howl.” “What the Hell do I look like a dog?” I thought to myself but decided to give into their wants and see what would happen. As I began to howl flames shoot from my mouth and I quickly close my mouth not wanting to burn everything in sight. Okay not to blow my whistle but this has to be the coolest thing I ever could have imagined. It’s like having superpowers that are only found i

And to be fair Tyler was smoking hot after hours, he wore a tank top that showed off his arms that had full tattoo sleeves. Hunter pinched her hip in response to her thought track. He might not be able to read her thoughts completely, but that didn't mean he couldn't tell she was checking out Tyler. "We can not go to the Clan doctor," Hunter repeated shortly, eye's still on Celeste's Hyena form. "Where would you suggest we go?"