Hunter X Hunter Gourmet Hunter Novels & Stories

By way of ignorance, nasty words, and scowling eyes. I didn’t ask to be born this way, it was a gift as my mother constantly tells me. But how can a gift bring someone such sorrow? My eyes find the Hunter once more. My breath hitches as he stands and his gaze almost finds me. I slink back into the shadows more, watching as he and his friends leave the feast.

"You're enjoying this game of cat and mouse with me, Dove, aren't you? You like me chasing after you." Hunter was speaking to himself, eyes closed, when someone slipped out of the shadows and stood in front of him. “Welcome back home, sir. It's so lovely to finally see you. Would you like me to bring you some refreshments from the kitchen— maybe a glass of Wine… or a bowl of assorted fruits with fresh cream on it? What do you prefer, sir?” Sarcasm dripped from every word and ‘sir’ sounded more like an abuse. Hunter cracked an eye open and a smile dented the corners of his mouth.

She shuddered at the thought. “Are you okay?” Hunter asked her. “Yes, the meat is very good,” she answered. “But?” Hunter looked into her eyes and understood. Ash didn’t even need to say anything. He knew she was thinking about the deer. He knew because he thought about it too. Cooked food was still delicious and he loved all kinds of cuisine, but the taste of freshly hunted meat was incomparable. As Ash put another slice of meat into her mouth, Isabelle noticed the new bracelet on her wrist. Ash didn’t own any jewelry, and the silver clasp and the dangling charm on her braided leather bracelet caught Isabelle’s eye.

I want to stay here, and I want to be near him, even if he is annoying me like no other. *The next morning* I am exploring the caves belonging to the pack on a full stomach. Hunter, who is now my greatest champion, had met me in the dining room and fed me no end of delicacies and treats. Omelettes, sausages, kidney pie .. I didn't even recognize some of the dishes that graced the table. He seems to have prepared food for an entire army. And while I ate, he was busy asking me questions.

they shook hands together. Katalina cleared her throat when the waiter’s face turned as red as a tomato. “So, don’t you like him? I-I mean, people, love and patronize him. Do you?” Preston shook his head. “Not at all. I heard a rumor that Hunter is a mafia boss and he sells human organs.” Fire ignites in her heart and brought back her fuel of writing. “Really? How about you join me here at the table and let’s have a conversation about this.”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I told him just in case the hunter gets the wrong idea here. “Got it. Catherine Grey. Blood Moon Pack.” He replied as he said those words slowly, as if he was carving her name hard inside his head. I nodded subconsciously. “Wait. Tell me this hunter’s name.” “Oh you’ll remember him easily. His name is Hunter.”

His mind was blank for a second. Later on, he found himself licking her blood and slowly biting between the neck and the shoulder of the hunter. Little by little his teeth are pressing on her skin. But before he completely bite her, he was back to his sense. He was stunned for a few seconds. His hand starts trembling while looking at his face of Accalia. He wanted more, he wanted to bite her, and he wanted to mark the hunter. But when he remember the face of her mother, he feel guilty about what he was doing. Instead of biting the hunter, he bites his arm until fresh blood flows in it.

Akihiko was shocked on seeing the kid speak that way to the man in front of him and he says- “Kids aren’t supposed to talk to elders that way! Shame on you! And what kind of parent are you, letting your child talk like that?” They both start laughing on hearing him say that and the man says- “He isn’t my kid… He’s just a brat who works with me.” “Even though I look like this, in reality I am 25 years old. I’m just letting you know. “Oh, right. Before all of that, I had to introduce ourselves. We both are part of the Hunter community and we specialize in hunting creatures from stories.”

It must be from Sophia, I suspect. I put on the clothes and take out Hunter's toothbrush. I hope he doesn't mind. I take a look at his shelf and think to myself, this man certainly likes his perfume and has fine taste. I look at the brands that read Hugo Boss, Dolce & Gabbana, Giorgio Armani and holy shit, a Ralph Lauren with gold plated glass, damn! I won't even touch it; afraid it might break. I go downstairs and find Hunter sitting in the living room on the phone. He motions for me to wait a minute. He looks a little apprehensive.