Hunter X Hunter Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My left hand burned, the rejected bond twisting as the tattoo liquefied under my flesh. Tamara was terrified. But beneath the fear was something worse, submission. She was yielding to someone. I didn’t wait for Alex to speak. I lunged for the balcony, glass doors exploding as I shifted mid-air. The woods blurred past. The stench of Feral Outcasts thickened the air. Shifting back, I knelt, fingers digging into the soil. Why were they here? Then I smelled it. Cold leather. Expensive cologne. Ashborne. The Hunter had touched what was mine. Rage drowned out reason. I didn’t love her. I couldn’t. But she was mine to reject. Not his to take.

"Mr. Creevey is a muggle-born student, and like most of them, he got very excited when was told about the magical world. He had a hobby of taking photos in the muggle world, and when he discovered that magical photos could move, he spent the little money that he had buying a magic camera. And from the moment he put his feet on the Platform 9¾, he started taking photos of everyone everywhere. He was found holding his camera, like taking a photo, but the internals of the camera were totally destroyed during the attack." Letting a 'hmm' out, Erik observes Leona finishing the examinations, taking at least three times the time that it took with the petrified kitten. Leona approaches Erik and talk

“I understand. That’s how I feel about Sasha. I feel it in my soul that she’s my mate, but I don’t understand how she could hurt me like that if she is. It’s all so confusing and awful.” “It is,” Caden agrees. “No offense to you, but I can’t wait until this day is over.” “Me either,” I agree. “Then maybe the pack can get back to some kind of normalcy.” “Though I’m not sure that I’m saying the truth. Because though I can’t wait until this wedding is over, once it’s over, I’ll be married to Lavender. I wanted to get married to Sasha instead. This path is heartbreaking and certainly not the one I’d choose.”

She looked beautiful in her fury, a dangerous, sharp kind of beauty that matched the darkness building inside me. "Is it true?" she demanded, storming into the room. "What people are saying about Cross?" "Every word," Mother spat before I could answer. "He's a hybrid. Part vampire. And now they're calling him the fulfillment of some ridiculous prophecy." I watched as Sara's face went pale, then red with fury. "And Lexa? She's actually Luna now?" "Princess Lexa," Mother mocked, her voice high and nasty. "Future Luna of the pack. Mate to the prophesied one."

Xavier (without turning): “That’s what the flame lied about.” Ceres (kneeling beside him): “She was like me. Fire and mist. They erased her… just like they tried with you.” Xavier (gaze fierce): “Then we rewrite the record. Together.” A wolf howls in the distance. Another answer. Ceres (tense): “That’s not just a wolf.” Xavier (rising): “No. That’s a hunter’s call.” They exchange a look. The night no longer feels safe. The Hunter’s Shadow Across the next peak. A shadow moves between ridges. Cloaked in bone leather, carrying a spear laced with glimmering threads of flame. A Flameblood hunter. His eyes glow white as snowfall.

I said in an almost whisper. He slowly calmed down and then a smile played on my lips, while still sleeping. I almost thought he wasn’t having the nightmare anymore before he muttered something I couldn’t quite catch. I asked him what he said and Hazel muttered the same words again. This time, I was sure I had heard Hazel. I was confident and sure I heard Hazel say, "I have a crush on you, Xavier.” If my wolf wasn’t aroused before, it was now. My hormones were at an all-time high and my wolf senses were overworking.

Ciandra rolled her eyes inside Hunter. After a few minutes, Hilla whispered, “it was nice to meet you, I am leaving to find my love.” Hunter’s head lowered further to the ground, submitting to Hilla. Hilla chuckled and left. Watching her leave, Alpha Ciandra urged Hunter to find somewhere to hide so they would transform back. She transformed and returned to the house. The shower was running, she entered naked and found Hilla scrubbing herself. “Where did you go?” Hilla asked, staring at Ciandra’s breast.

she said drawing her top over her head, but Danté stood up lifting her, turned her and opened the door. "I said, maybe next time" he sneered at her and closed the stall. Xena sighed and dressed again, maybe she saw too much in him? She found him attractive but she had to admit she also chose to be a huntress, therefore love may not be permitted, so even if she knew him for years and now started seeing him as a man, she couldn't help be haunted that this was the only thing that would happen between them, sex, and nothing else. She left the stall and found her seat next to him again, drinking on his bottles, soon he'll be a wreck, will the Cross even allow him to continue if he finally breaks?

I scrambled up and ran off leaving the two guys with each other. What was Xander doing here at this time? And he saw us, saw me sucking Hunter off like one of his stupid sluts. I hate him. Damn you, Hunter. Hunter knew he was here and still made me suck him off out in the open. What a psychotic jerk of an asshole.

The scent of her release and my blood hung heavy in the room, a damning evidence of the line I had just obliterated, the boundary I'd crossed. The hunter was a vampire now. And when she woke up... when the haze cleared and she realized what had happened... She was going to loathe me.