Hunter X Hunter Gon Killua Novels & Stories

Ronan and Garrick stood shoulder to shoulder, keeping the surrounding hunters at bay. Neither side dared make the first move. Until...a hunter quietly drew his bow. "The fox is finished." He fixed an arrow, ready to fire. Homura barely managed to lift her trembling hand. Her vision was fading. She looked toward Ronan. "They..." Her voice cracked. "...killed my family." A tear rolled down her soot-covered cheek. "They destroyed..." "...my clan." Her hand fell limply onto the ground as her eyes closed. At that exact moment... The silver arrow was knocked aside before it could reach her.

That’s the way the ritual is set up. It sucks, though. I don’t like standing back here and watching. I want to help. I want to be in the thick of things, showing my new mate what I’m capable of. I’ve never killed a Moon Caster before—nobody does until after age twenty-three; only those who are of age go on the hunts. But I’m sure I could do it. Kaely doesn’t have any trouble without me, though. The fight only lasts a minute. Then the Moon Caster is on the ground, blood pooling beneath him, eyes staring at nothing.

Jonea butted Hunter's stomach with her head and both hands when she could. Hunter fell backwards and hit his head on the melted ice cream on the grass. Jonea stood up straight with a big grin. She felt satisfied because she managed to take down Axel. The girl clapped her hands as if full of dirt after touching Hunter's body. Axel was stunned. He didn't think Jonea would do something so crazy. Meanwhile, the other three members of B4 just burst out laughing when they saw Hunter fall to his knees and hit his head on melted ice cream.

They weren’t fighting the pack; they were carrying a heavy, lead-lined containment crate. They had the twins. “No!” I roared, dropping Garrow and turning toward the nursery. But I was too far away. The hunters were already at the edge of the woods, where a silent, black-ops transport was waiting. Suddenly, a streak of black fur intercepted the transport. Killian slammed into the side of the vehicle with enough force to flip it. The hunters were thrown into the dirt, the containment crate sliding across the grass. Killian stood over the crate, his wolf form panting, his eyes fixed on the remaining hunters. He was covered in wounds—silver-burns and deep gashes from the mercenaries—but he looke

Each day in Aqualearia presents new challenges and transformations, and Hunter is ready to embrace them all as he continues on this remarkable journey through the abyss. Hunter turns to Aziza with a nervous smile and signs, "You really like it?" He watches her eyes carefully, as he's quite skilled at detecting whether someone is lying or not. Aziza gives him a genuine smile, and without signing a word, she swims up to him and plants a sweet kiss on his green, scaly scar. Trent grins at the heartwarming sight. For a brief moment, Hunter is taken aback, but then he reaches up to Aziza and pulls her in for a hug, kissing her on the lips. The affectionate display of their bond brings a warm glow

He didn't question his feelings because he had to find Oceanna. “Uh guys; why the hell is Hunter's arms glowing, and is he turning blue?” Ji'lahni asked in awe as everyone stared at Hunter, his body glowed with blue hieroglyphics just like Warlus. “He's Oceanna's mate and she is in danger, so his primal instincts are to find his mate by any means necessary.” Makahi said as he watched his warrior walk into a see of aliens who charged at him but stopped dead in their tracks. The aliens started clawing at their throats as their bodily fluids started coming out every part of their body, before their dried out body crumbled to the ground.

He felt guilty, though he didn’t sense danger, he was still a vampire and demon too so he was sure he had better chance of surviving this than the already injure werewolf, Miguel. "You know you can't do anything for me now Kwan. But go and kill that damn ugly reptile. Now!" Without a word, Kwan finally gripped the two bloody spikes and after looking into Miguel’s eyes one last time and Miguel gave him a smiled, Kwan turned. Kwan saw the monster below who was aiming to throw the spike again and his red eyes throbbed in absolute anger. It became black. A loud growl escape from Kwan’s mouth and the next moment, he was right in the reptile’s face. The spikes on his hand had pierced right through

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

I had barely recovered from the shock and pain of my father's death when Kimberly stabbed in the middle of my mother's throat and laughed, enjoying how my mother's blood splattered all over her and on the floor before her soul left her body. "I am going to kill you all." I don't know where I get the strength from all of a sudden, but I managed to break free from the chair and shift into my giant golden wolf, with fur as soft as silk, a golden crest on my shoulder glowing in the dim light of the warehouse and sparkling like magic. I lunged at Kimberly to kill him when Alaric shifted into his wolf, a giant black wolf with red eyes and fire in his eyes. He bit my neck and broke my rib before he

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer