Hunter X Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

Aurora asked, her face displaying a large smile. “Yeah.” Xander didn’t say anything, his eyes remained on the mountain. “About the rogues, you told me you killed one of the hunters, didn’t you?” Aurora said, her eyes on Xander. I looked at Xander, dumbfounded. “You killed one of the hunters?” Xander sighed and looked at us. “Yeah, he was one of the rogues. He’s human,” Xander said, scoffing in disdain. “I want you to trace the scent. I need to find the mask behind the penetration of these filthy hunters,” Xander said and Aurora nodded.

he whispered, the name carrying a depth of pain that shook Shama to her core. Shama’s eyes widened as the pieces fell into place. *Naina... Rehan...* The faces, the names—everything matched the characters from *Mystical World of Mythical Creatures*, the comic she had been reading. But how? How was this happening? A cold shiver ran down her spine. *Am I inside the comic? Is that even possible?* The thought was absurd, but the truth stared back at her with the red-eyed prince cradling Naina, just as described in the story.

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

Hunter nodded and sighed deeply before kissing me. I loved his kisses. They were always filled with passion. They were always filled with his wanting of me. They made me feel so loved. Ingrid knocked on the door, interrupting us and as I looked at her, I thought of how furious I was with the hunter. Since he came, he not only stole our son away from us, but he stole my daughter’s dreams away from her.

Before the hunter had the chance to get in a hit, I tapped into Axel and allowed my right hand to do a partial shift. Using the claws that came from my elongated animalistic fingers, shoved my hand into his chest until I felt the beat of his heart within my hand. With one quick tug, I ripped his heart directly out of his chest and let it fall to the ground. Before he fell to the ground, another hunter was getting involved.

Hunter and I go stand in front of each other on the grass. "I won't try to hurt you, Luna," Hunter says with a silly grin on his face. "You won't I tell him" I bent my knees and look him straight in his eyes. His right hand goes up and I quickly grab it and place it on his back within seconds. I pull his arm up slightly making him hiss. I let go and go stand in front of him again. "Is that all you got?" I hear Axel and Ester laugh. "She got you!" Axel laughs at Hunter. He shakes his body as if it awakens him. I can tell by the look on his face he is not very pleased. I just love with when men underestimate me.

"My sister and I had been shadow hunting for eight months when we met them. There were three of them. They offered their resources in return for ours. We didn't know they were Scorchers, we just knew we couldn't turn their food and light connections down. I was injured two months ago, saving us from two taken and they thought I was dying. They took us to one of their nests, fixed me up and sent me on my way." "And your sister?" "She stayed behind."

His eyes glow white as snowfall. Hunter (to himself): “Mountains remember. And I have not forgotten the scent of exiles.” He kneels beside a pawprint in ash. Hunter (smiling): “She walks among them. The half-blood Queen. And the bastard prince follows.” He releases a signal flare. Three more flares answer across the valley. Hunter (low growl): “Time to cleanse the peaks.” The Mountain Stirs A deep chamber beneath the village. Xavier follows a dream—his feet bare, pulled by a force older than thought. The stone is warm beneath him.

“Either way, your secret won’t stay secret for long. It can’t be fun thinking about what would happen if you got caught. But don’t worry. I’m going to end Samuel’s misery tonight. Maybe yours too, so that you can meet in the afterlife.” “Leave him out of this,” the Hunter hissed. A slow grin appeared on his face as he watched more hatred bleed into the kid’s eyes. So they did have feelings, after all. They had weaknesses. “Oh, I can’t do that. You took my mate, so I have to take yours.” “I had nothing to do with that!” He shot to his feet and closed the distance between them until he was only a hair’s breadth away from Irvine. “Then who did?” he growled.