Hunter X Hunter Crossover Novels & Stories

I glared at Hugo, sickened by the idea of living in close proximity to my mother’s murderer. “Yes.” He sat next to me in silence, staring at the wall of my room. After a beat, he continued, “I don’t have any other ideas. But your mom must have had a pack before she came here. Did she ever tell you which one?” He looked at me meaningfully. “I don’t know. All I know is we’re not in Canada legally.” “Maybe it was in the US. There are some packs just over the border.” I considered this idea. Could I have been born over the border? A knock sounded, interrupting my thoughts. Hugo got up to answer it, revealing Tyrone with his arms crossed. He gave a quick nod. Hugo returned the nod and let himself

Jaxon and Jace are trained, I do not need to worry about their safety, they were born for battle. Hector also, his charcoal black wolf is tearing through skin. These hunters have invaded his land, have killed members of his pack…he won’t let them leave. I continue to fight, my wolf covered in blood when I hear an almighty roar. I turn to find Hector’s wolf blocking Kaia from an assault of bullets…where they hit him scare on in the chest. His paw swings out to take down the shooter only for the hunter to dive out of the way, pulling out a silver dagger and stabbing it into Hector’s chest. Kaia kills the hunter in the blink of an eye.

“But, I know you, and I know you will find a way to do this with or without me. That’s why… You need all the protection you can get.” “Hunter...” she was ready to argue again, thinking he would continue to insist on being by her side in the fight against Seraphina, but instead, he sank his fingers into the collar of his shirt, taking out something that was hidden. around his neck “This... This is...” “The Calibur’s silver cross.” Hunter nodded, holding out the perfectly polished object before her, as if it had just come from the forge “Take this with you.” “I... I can't...” she stuttered, shocked. “It's your family's greatest treasure...”

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.

Xari rolled her pretty eyes and crossed her arms over her corset-covered chest. Xari was a little badass, fae halfling, with a skill set most immortals didn't have in their arsenal of tricks. But that's not surprising since she's Xavier's daughter. He's the man that started the hunter organization, and he had over- seen her training. Xari has been hunting since puberty, and her old man trained her to kill without hesitation. I'd met her with my entrails hanging out, and she hadn't balked as she shoved them back into my stomach, sewing them up, then complained that I was whining like a bitch the entire time.

I whispered, my words shaking. Hessa’s laugh was bitter, humorless. “You mean you never wondered? You never saw the patterns? The names? The families? Cross isn’t an assassin group, Dennise. It’s a Hunter organization. You were raised to kill us and wipe us out. Every assignment you followed was another life stolen from my kind.”

I shook my head as this wasn’t making any sense. “The kills, they weren’t all vampires. Most of them were other hunters. I think this one is on the run from his own. But the fact he’s gotten this deep into the territory has Ductus Toño on edge, sending his men looking for him.” Diana explained. A hunter being hunted by his own? Well, shit, what could he have done to cross his people? Mistake one of a supernatural creature? It’s still not adding up. And honestly, beyond adding avoid the hunter to my list, I don’t see a reason to care.

He was strict with Chris and Zand, especially when it came to their training, and he made sure they both sparred with Andy every say. It makes me see Hunter in a new light too, he held his own against a dragon and they were so evenly matched, there was never a clear winner. A lot of things are beginning to make more sense now. Hunter is Celestial Alpha blood, it’s hardly surprising he could take on an unshifted dragon and live to tell the tale. Every time Gabe, Christian, Zander, Gerald or I sparred with him he would wipe the floor with us within minutes.

Carlos said once the battlefield fell silent. John sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He had sacrificed too much to bring down the Serpent. Yet somehow, it wasn’t over. He lifted his gaze to the ceiling, lips tightening. "Cross would be proud of you. You did well. You’re the lead hunter now, Carlos. Cross is gone. I’m retired. It’s your turn." Carlos didn’t answer. Instead, he walked away, heading straight to the den he’d built for his darker urges.

And without hesitation, I end him. Behind me, Liam barrels through two hunters like a damn freight train. He’s in his hybrid form, and the terror in the Hunter's eyes causes his beast to let out one of those haunting howls. His massive curved claws dig into the neck of one of the Hunters, ripping it clean off as if he were tearing a piece of paper. I run around the macabre scene. Three hunters move toward Felix near the stairwell. Felix looks like hell. Pale, fresh blood stains his side, but he still fights like a wildcat. He ducks beneath a blade and drives his shoulder into one hunter.