Hunter X Hunter Christmas Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Kira’s brown eyes narrowed as she looked at her from top to bottom. With her finger now in Emory’s face, Kira scolded, “I can’t believe you think you’re not attending the hunter’s moon celebration.” In her disapproving tone, Aunt Kinshra shouted, “When you’re here, you barbarian, you use your inside voice!” “Sheesh! My apologies, aunt Kinshra,” Kira said as she dragged Emory out onto the porch and locked the door behind her. “What’s your excuse this time? Do you want to die alone, without a mate to worship you?”

Hunter doesn't even flinch at the interaction, instead waiting for his man to reveal its contents. "¿Qué es?" Hunter asks silently so that just his man can hear him. Hunter's man removes the cap and pulls out the painting, stretching it over the desk. I see realization cross his eyes immediately. "La pintura. La Natividad." His man comments, earning Hunter's attention. For the first time since Hunter sat down, his attention no longer seemed to be on the gun before me. I feel my lungs fill with air, not realizing how much I had deprived them.

It didn’t take long to identify Chaz, Jason’s partner. “Who is the traitor?” someone shouted back. I could see it was Nellie in the corner, skin around her nose white. I could tell that she was very angry. I used to tease her when we were kids about her nose turning white when she was mad. She was ready to fight Chaz, but she was allowing him to back out of the mess he was creating. He wasn’t smart enough to realize that. “The werewolf hunter,” he shouted, pointing at Kacela. Nellie stood up but I held up my hand. I realized Kacela had readied herself for this.

I have no choice. "Yes, of course. I'll get this one to bed but be careful." her motherly auro warms my heart a little as I give them both a smile and hug before setting off on another night of hunting. I'm not sure how I'm going to manage getting what we need when there's just the two of us but I'll figure it out... I have to. I start heading down the busy sidewalk taking in my surroundings and all the people as they go about their day. Christmas is close and it's pretty easy to tell the difference between the people that are just enjoying this time of year and the people that are late with their shopping and are in panic mode. God, what I would give to be either of those people.

Addie said. The demon laughed "Well she has some guts now doesn’t she." Rainn pushed Addie behind him and said, “Well, I thought I'd get to explain everything to you before you would see me in my hunter form, but I can't take these guys on like this." Addie watched in amazement as both Rainn and Liam changed into what looked like skeletons shimmering over them, their coats now looked tattered. Rainn had a purple glow around him, but Liams was blue. "Now we are talking", the leader says. “Hunters let me tell you the name of the demon that is finally going to kill you both."

He is a man who wants movement, not just information. “Humans and witches. Our guys suspects he works with witches hence sending our own fallen vampires into the hands of hunters, forcing them to kill them and have internal madness and forcing them to walk around at night to attack our innocents and that’s why the hunters are coming after us” Witches. The word felt like a bell tolling somewhere under the city. Witches in our part of the world often come cloaked in midnights and bargains. The idea that he had allied himself with practitioners who trade blood for favors gave me the odor of sulfur and old wood smoke. Hunters, forced madness, evidence piled like sacrifices. The thought of our fa

As I was trying to come up with a plan for taking down the last hunter on watch without being detected something came crashing out the window. It was one of the two hunters that were searching inside. The one I had just been planning on killing checked his friends pulse before cursing and jumping through the now shattered window. It seemed they found Mom and she was pissed. I could hear her wolf losing her shit. I jumped in just in time. My mom had her claws digging into the chest of the other hunter that had been searching the house. However she was not moving or completing the kill. The hunter who just came in from outside was holding a crying two month old Richard and in his other hand he

I asked Ace when we were out of the family sight. “You know how you missed Christmas Eve and how you miss Christmas too?” Ace opened the door to my room, “I wanted to give it to you.” My jaw dropped as I saw how beautifully decorated my room was. He had decorated the rooms with light, there was a Christmas tree and gifts under the tree. There were snacks and a projector. “It's beautiful,” I smiled as I entered the room, “Why did you do all this?” “I know I can't bring the 24th and 25th but I hope this will be okay? I also wanted to thank you for saving me,” Ace shut the door behind him.

He will be angry at the people who have lied to his life and trust those close to him who gave him a grain of truth. Hunter clenched his fist against the surface of the window that revealed a view of his office grounds covered with falling yellow leaves. Soon Christmas will come. He won't be able to celebrate Christmas with Mila anymore. This Christmas he will be stuck with his grumpy parents. Or worst, he'll just spend Christmas alone at home in silence.