Hunter X Hunter Closing Novels & Stories

"Hunter." Closing the door quietly, I rest against the wall until my heart stops beating so rapidly it feels like it might explode. That isn't Debrassy. And that sure the hell wasn't Miss Bluebird. That was Addison Archer Stone. And Debrassy was right. Hunter Grant isn't dead. Which means.... "He's BLACKEAGLE," I whisper, grinning. I wonder what he'd pay for me to keep his little secret.

Nothing felt like enough. “Silas,” I whispered, pressing my hands to his chest. His breathing was shallow, his body too still. The scent of silver mixed with blood was suffocating. The hunters were getting closer. I could see their shadows through the gaps in the trees, hear their low voices cutting through the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering a prayer to anyone who might be listening. A shift in the wind made my breath catch. A familiar voice rang through the air. “Let’s wrap this up! We’ve got enough!”

I hear several of them growl. Xantiago and Marius drop out of the bidding as they fight over her shredded underwear like wild dogs. “3, 2, 1, sold! The auction is closed. No more bids,” Hunter declares the clock stopping as they all turn from Jessica to look at Hunter. “So who won? Xantiago asks knowing full well he hasn’t as he pockets half her underwear with Marius holding the other half. “It’s got to be me,” Teddy declares as he continues to click the button on his controller as if he could still bid. Hunter clears his throat as they all shut the fuck up and take their seats.

HUNTER Even with my eyes closed, she seems to glow, and it gets brighter and brighter, making it feel like even with my eyes closed, I won’t be able to see when I open them again. As the glow seems to reach its peak, a pulse of something explodes out with me and her as its centre. The glow then slowly fades and I remove my canines and Cole’s fangs, swiping my tongue over my mark, sealing it. I then leave the cell, walk briskly down the corridor, back up the stairs two at a time, through what could only be the basement and then back up through the Den, keeping my hearing focused on her heart which is still only barely beating.

"I told you that I would help you and I intend on doing so. Having the hunters dead is going to be beneficial to all our business. We just can't do anything rash that would get the attention of the council. I have a few members in my pocket, but they will not reveal themselves to save any of us." "Fine but I want them all dead", the other man said. "Don't worry Beherit, what is a hunters' greatest weakness?" "Their mates, of course." "That's right Beh their mates, so we make a plan and either capture or kill as many of the females as possible." "Rainns mate needs to die, I want him to suffer the way I suffered." "Fine, but we need a solid plan first. We will meet in a few days and come up wi

Would he continue sulking in a memory from ten years ago, or find the courage to take the cannister that she still stretched out from her soft grasp, having the potential of forever being a werewolf as another factor to consider. "Hmmph!" Higgins let out a sigh as he seemed to, after a series of bequeathing silence, had reached a conclusion. "What did you mean when you said I won't be able to die a peaceful death." He held his hand, caressing his forehead, in a squating position as he stiffened his expression to assume her wandering's amiss. "What?" Rayla failed to relive the entirety of how far he'd veered from what she thought he would say. "How does that..."

Hunter always gets what he wants first and only for himself. "You don't understand either?" said Hunter with a complex and sharp look. Hunter's right hand clenched and punched the watch on his friend's wrist until it broke. "Wooah!" All the students gathered there and gasped in shock. Hunter completely destroyed the expensive watch. Jonea flinched backwards from Hunter's terrifying fist. Hunter's knuckles were cut by broken glass and bleeding. The other B4 members just grinned. When Hunter lowered his hand, Jonea witnessed with her own eyes how the wound on Hunter's hand suddenly healed and disappeared without a trace.

"Yes. I want to leave" I answered back fast, and I take a big breath again, looking into his eyes. I promise myself that I will be strong and for the first and last time, I will not show any kind of emotion. I will not let Hunter play me like usual, and I will leave with what remains of my dignity. "Ok, I don't need you anymore. I think your purpose served very well. You Know that leaving now you don't have anything from me."

"Your reign of terror ends here." Hunter collapses as the light burns him. The room falls silent, and now, the air is heavy with the aftermath of battle. As we stand over him, our breaths keep coming in ragged gasps, but a sense of victory is in the air. "We did it," Ethan says. A smile breaks through the exhaustion on his face. "Together," Arnold adds. His eyes are shining with relief. As I look at Hunter’s fallen form, a sense of finality immediately settles over me. "It’s over," I say softly, feeling the weight of our victory.

Donovan weakly stated – as he finally lost his breath. Leila looked away – as she couldn’t longer look at Donovan’s tragic demise, with his eyes wide opened and blood still flowing from his chest. “This is the end…” Hunter whispered under his breath. Leila let out a deep sigh. “It is just so sad to see him end this way…” Leila uttered in pure pity. But Hunter held her hands. “And I am glad that you ended him up already… And you have your wolf back!” Hunter said, thrilled. Leila gave him a small smile.