Hunter X Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He opened the link and saw Axel lying beside Jonea on the bed. "Hi, Hunter. You may have forgotten me. But I do not. You really love this girl, don't you? Unfortunately, this ugly goose is already mine. How does it feel when what you want is taken away by someone else?" Hunter was furious to see the contents of the short video. He called Jonea's cell phone several times, but there was no answer. Hunter ran out of his dorm and went to dorm one. He knew Axel's room was there. Hunter ran through the tree where Aland was. Aland immediately jumped down and felt Hunter's anger.

I smiled gently. “You have a warrior’s body.” I ran my fingers down a particularly ropey scar down her side. “What was this one from?” “Bobby Brown,” she said. “A werewolf that liked to hunt human children. He had a thing for their hearts. He’d barbecue them.” She shuddered with the memory. “He had killed my client’s nephew. Took me a week but I got him. Brought his heart to my client as proof.” She spoke matter of factly, no pride in her voice. She might not be proud of herself, but I was impressed. I had heard of Bobby Brown and had heard of the hunter that got him. I didn’t realize it was her.

I admitted, wanting the music to end so I could leave this motherfucker that was looking at me with his creepy green eyes, as his gaze roam around my body, all I felt was a suffocation and a slithering feeling. “It is time to take my bride back, I can't wait to have her squirming beneath me, if you understand what in trying to say. Although you won't understand since you are not interested in relationships or marriage,” Hunter mumbled, pulling my waist into his chest, I felt something poking me from his slacks, I wondered what made him aroused.

I don’t know at the moment, but that’s what I planned it to be. Hunter is a complex character. We saw him change a bit in the continuation of the book, and now we also know Diane is going to leave him, even after giving birth to his twins. Scarlett accused him of once feeling something for Oliver, but we know from his interactions with those around him that Hunter has been nothing but vicious and has probably never felt love for anyone really. I’ll leave you to speculate on how Oliver’s death comes into play here. Maybe it was a major event into making him who he became, or maybe it didn’t matter at all. Go wild people : )

Maybe this is over. But then with a roar, Hunter pounces again. This time he traps Axel completely. I feel a slice of Axel’s fear: he can’t move. He can’t even shake. He tries to turn his head, but Hunter snaps at him. Our bond strains further than ever before. It’s not like the pain of hunger. It’s worse. Hunter doesn’t relent, and neither does Axel. Ryker actually falls to his knees. “What’s happening?” he says. I’m too scared to give the answer.

Hunter would've made sure to put the f*cker six feet under the ground. Her blue eyes were begging her brother for any confrontation and Hunter gulped. He didn't like emotions. They make him feel weak and he barely knows how to deal with sentiments but now looking at Aurora the only thing he wanted to do was remove all the sadness and pain from her life. "It's not a dream Aurora. He's real." Hunter said calmly and her heart lurched to her mouth as her gaze collided with onyx spheres and she noticed moisture in his eyes. "How dare you!" He screamed with a loud sob as she punched his chest with her tiny fist.

I frowned at him. “I have to hunt!” He pushed me again and I frowned. He gently took my wrist in his mouth and dragged me towards the town. I yanked my hand out of his mouth and threw my hands up. “Fine! You ass!” I started stomping towards home and he fell into step next to me. I put my hand on his head and scratched his ear. “I’m sorry for being a bitch.” He stepped closer until he was pressed against my leg. We walked silently until I saw the deceased deer lying on the ground on the border of the town and forest. I looked down at him.

For a brief second, I let myself forget why I was here. Then I took one step forward and I slipped, and then I collided with solid, unyielding muscle. I froze. A strong arm reached around my waist to steady me, and I froze. Slowly, painfully, my gaze lifted. Chase Hunter stood in front of me, shirtless, water trailing down his chest and clinging to his skin like it belonged there. His dark hair was damp, pushed back carelessly, droplets sliding from his jaw to his collarbone. His eyes met mine and his expression darkened instantly. The faint curve of his mouth disappeared, replaced by a look of pure revulsion, hatredl flaring in his frosty grey eyes like a sudden storm.

Dax says. "Doing what." "The thing where your whole body goes tight and you start radiating misery. I can feel it. It's very loud." He turns his head, and even in the dark I can see the gold of his eyes catch what little light there is. "What's eating you, Hunter?" "Besides the part where I'm freezing in a ditch far too close to a wolf?" "Yeah. Besides that." And I should say nothing. Nothing is the correct answer. Nothing has kept me alive for twenty-two years.

She chose not to grace him with a reply as she again pushed the cannister of wolf bane to his view, hinting as to what he needed to do inorder to affirm what they had wrought. Higgins led with an unpillared expression, as he clawed it form her grasp. He turned, began to pace towards the glistening moonlight once more as pulled open the seal and decanted the content down his throat, gulping at every chance he got. After everything had emptied into his system, he threw the cannister to the floor as it shattered. The light had made its effect on him known as the rays now illuminated the emerging length of fur from his skin. His pupils had began to dilate, as his muscles had ripped his clothes t