Hunter X Hunter Christmas Novels & Stories

His mind was blank for a second. Later on, he found himself licking her blood and slowly biting between the neck and the shoulder of the hunter. Little by little his teeth are pressing on her skin. But before he completely bite her, he was back to his sense. He was stunned for a few seconds. His hand starts trembling while looking at his face of Accalia. He wanted more, he wanted to bite her, and he wanted to mark the hunter. But when he remember the face of her mother, he feel guilty about what he was doing. Instead of biting the hunter, he bites his arm until fresh blood flows in it.

said Tyler, still holding her up in the air. Autumn rolled her eyes. "Fine. I love you. Happy?" He put her down and chuckled. "Of course." Autumn rolled her eyes. I turned to Hunter and only now did I realize the hoodie he was wearing had 'Keep Calm and Be A Potterhead' printed on the front with a little golden snitch on top of the word 'keep'. "What on earth are you wearing?" He flinched and looked at me nervously. "Do you like it?"

“Can someone tell that girl to stop acting like a child on Christmas morning? It's starting to annoy me…” Felix complained under his breath, but Hunter was still able to hear him, even though his uncle was several meters away, with the rest of the council, all standing behind him watching the forest trail.

Their unspoken desires, like shimmering stars in the winter sky, danced in silent harmony, carrying the promise of reunion and the timeless enchantment of the season. As Asmo found himself amidst the vibrant tapestry of Christmas cheer, a whimsical thought took root in his mind, unfurling like a mischievous wisp of laughter in the midst of his introspection. Pondering the age-old enigma of Father Christmas, he found himself ensnared in a labyrinth of bemusement, his brow furrowed in mock solemnity as he contemplated the veracity of the jolly old figure who traversed the world in a single night.

I said "you're still young hunny but when you turn 18 I'm sure your brother wouldn't mind taking you and Crystal to hunt" 'I want us to hunt with our mate first' Crystal beamed 'oh god' I huffed "I'll be happy to go hunting with Xander" I said, "mom where is carly", "oh she must have gone to the kitchen" she said "okay I'll go and find her after they come back", after some time Xander I mean Alpha Xander and the other pack members came back from hunting Xander was holding a deer and other pack members too, as they started a borne fire I went to the kitchen as I was about to enter I was yanked by two pairs of strong hand, the the scent of honey hit me so strong that I couldn't breathe right

I hear a familiar voice sending chills down my spine. I turn to see Hunter standing behind me with a smug smile on his face. He looks different. His blonde hair is darker, he is eyes are a different color. If I saw him on the street, I would ignore him. If it wasn’t for hearing his voice, I would not have believed it was him. “What do you want?” I glared at him. “Come on Sadie it’s thanksgiving, I just wanted to send it with my future wife.” He smiles crossing his arms.

“You should have gone for the vacation though. Christmas is always fun, with or without you.“ Rita replied as they all joined in decorating the trees. Xavier was in charge of fixing the string lights around the house as Rita baked cookies for them all. *** Mr. Anderson had called all of the kids, including Xavier for their Christmas presents. Isabella was the first to receive hers—a pink dress and a matching bow with a large teddy bear almost twice her size. She screamed aloud in excitement as she tore her package open. Bryan was the next. Xavier marveled at the spotless puppy he took out from his gift box. He thanked his father as the pup wiggled its tail at Xavier, who admired its cuteness

Akihiko was shocked on seeing the kid speak that way to the man in front of him and he says- “Kids aren’t supposed to talk to elders that way! Shame on you! And what kind of parent are you, letting your child talk like that?” They both start laughing on hearing him say that and the man says- “He isn’t my kid… He’s just a brat who works with me.” “Even though I look like this, in reality I am 25 years old. I’m just letting you know. “Oh, right. Before all of that, I had to introduce ourselves. We both are part of the Hunter community and we specialize in hunting creatures from stories.”

Hunter is wearing a white T-shirt with a deep V collar, and she is in a white lacy dress. There are fireworks in the backdrop. It is night. I figure it is New Year's Eve. The only thing familiar about Hunter is his gold and black Bulgari watch which is the same one he was wearing the night we met at the pub. And his smile is the most passionate, even though he is looking directly at the camera. I take the photo and the brush and sit down on the big bed. While combing my hair, I stare at the two people in the picture. I wonder why she left Hunter. They look so good together. They look happy and wonderful. That makes a lump in my throat.

The third room is locked. I stand in front of the locked door for a long moment, hand on the handle, knowing this is important. Why lock a door in your own home unless you're hiding something? I move on before I get caught. The hallway opened into a massive living area, all windows and modern furniture and that enormous Christmas tree I saw when I first woke up. Presents are stacked underneath, wrapped in silver and white. I wonder if any of them are real or if they're just props in the set design of our supposed perfect life.