Hunter X Hunter Crossover Novels & Stories

The streets were so quiet one could hear the ashes fall. The Hunters had set up quarantine fences around the central district, where blood energy still seeped from the ground slowly, persistently, like a wound refusing to close. And in the cold metallic room of a temporary medical station, Evelyn Cross opened her eyes only to realize what was beating inside her chest...was no longer the heart of a human being. She tried to move, but pain surged from the scar on her chest, the place where Genesis had once merged into her blood. Then, a voice echoed inside her head.

and dove to the ground. A hunter entered the area with a lethal crossbow in his hands and a hood covering his face. The weapon was engraved with Damon's emblem, a jagged claw. With a snarl, Aiden sprang forward, his wolf emerging. Aiden was quicker than the hunter, pushing the weapon aside and slamming the assailant to the ground as he fired another bolt.

He didn’t want to look at the woman, but damned if he could tear his eyes away from her now. "I'm not going anywhere near your other clan, James. I'm going to look for my grandmother’s killer instead,’ she said as she grabbed her towel and covered herself with it. James studied her smart, beautiful eyes. "Is that really what you think—that you can avenge all alone? With Hunters all over Europe?" "What do you mean, all over Europe?" "Well, unlike the first timeline, nowadays, Hunters are everywhere and there are so many of them. All powerful, hybrids of some kind, more than just feral like-vampire creature. They are powerful and feed from human blood as well."

asked Oberon with a sardonic smile playing on his lips. His mind drifted to the other blood relations he had scattered all over the world. None of them knew each other. All of them bound together by blood and a father who had never even the interest of bringing them together until it was too late and the basic string that connected them was gone. Cedric Hunter, who had not even bothered to look back once after he had left all those women pregnant all over the world. He sometimes wished the he could bring him back to life and then strangle him all over again just for the sake of putting him through this misery all his life. Normal

as he stared at me blankly, I added, " it’s the ancient order of Valhalla Bridge.” He moved so fast and pinned me to the back of the booth, he moved my hair and revealed my pointy ears, as he studied my features he hissed, “Valkyrie?… you are a Valkyrie assassin.” I hissed at him as my claws sharpened on my good hand and I sliced across his face, causing thin lines of blood to drip down his face. I laughed, “I am not an assassin, otherwise you would be dead, I am a hired hand, determined to wipe out your kind.”

says a man from across the room. I instinctively hide Accalia behind me and prepare to use whatever strength I have to kill whoever is in front of me. The man comes closer and I immediately notice the tattoo on his arm of a cross through a crescent moon. “You’re a hunter.” “Quick observation.” “What do you want.” “The wolf, Luca, and I have teamed up.” “To what? Kill me?” “Not exactly, if you cooperate then all will be fine.” “I’d never help you.” “You don’t even know what I want.”

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

Complained Nadine. "I could be able to help you with that. When you spot your first lycanthrope, I need you to get some drops of blood from it. I'll use that to prepare a charm that will warn you when lycanthropes are nearby. But to get your first lycanthrope, you have to trust your instincts." Madam Yvonne said. "Most hunters die from fights with lycanthropes. We have to counter that. You'll need a gun with silver bullets, a silver sword, a huge vial of mercury and silver armor." Madam Yvonne checked the items off on her fingers.

He couldn’t defend himself because Hildegarde was right on the money once again. When he returned from the Nature Barrier after killing those ancestors, he gave most of their power to Silver and Sasha. But he did have a fair percentage of power remaining. When he reunites with Roxanne a few hours ago, he noticed that her bloodline was much purer than most Red Maned Horses. So he gave her his blood and a last bit of the power that remained. She too was undergoing her own transformation, but hers was not a painful one. “I might as well do something useful while I wait,” the young Supreme mumbled and jumped onto the floor.

As Alex continued to absorb Ruth’s pain, he noticed bullet holes in her hand. “Hunters…” he muttered, frowning, relief mingling with anger as he continued channeling the pain into himself. He gritted his teeth, feeling energy coursing through him and into her body. His gaze shifted to the crescent mark on her arm—it was glowing red, pulsating slowly.