Hunter X Hunter Gourmet Hunter Novels & Stories

Hunter’s POV I sat in the corner of the faintly lit pub, my hood pulled low over my face. The smell of stale beer and fried food mixed with the faint tang of sweat and spilled liquor in the air. It was noisy, crowded, and the last place anyone would expect to find me—Hunter Silver, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack.

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.

Claire interrupted, “What exactly is a Hunter?” He took a deep breath, steadying himself. “A hunter is a type of human who was or is a Mythical bounty hunter. They have enhanced skills; fighting abilities, enhanced senses. I think one or both of your parents were Hunters. Especially after seeing you in action. Haven’t you ever wondered how you could fight and keep up with the wolves and vampires in your coven and pack? Love, you ARE A HUNTER.”

*** Abraham Van Helsing, the Dutch vampire hunter, had once had an apprentice whom he admired and held in high regard, long before he even considered the holy order as a potential calling. Helsing betrayed his apprentice and thought he had disposed of him. However, the tales surrounding this event were shrouded in insufficient recounting and relied solely on rumors. Higgins, renowned for his extraordinary ability to communicate with the dead, was known as the Necromancer Hunter. His expertise lay in influencing the living through the use of the deceased as conduits. His discarded body had washed up on the shores of a massive island housing several packs of werewolves, one of which belonged t

I whispered as fidgeted with my fingers "Well don't look so glum I'm here to give you a second chance if your willing to take it, it's your choice" "What do you mean" "I mean you have a choice if you wanna become a hunter, here we are at the hunter institute where we recruit and train people to become hunters to defend threats to the supernatural and human community " I just stared at him as he continued "There are also hunters that are part of an elite group called assassin hunters, they are few but they are the strongest and most powerful of all the hunters , chris here is part of that group", he glanced at chris then back to me "he's a vampire with special abilities one of them being he c

Akiko announced, and Zen blinked. “Who is Felix?” Sasha cringed. “Felix “Hunter” Martin. He created his own famiglia and rose the ranks quickly, catching the Godfather’s eye to attend this academy. You should have seen him before. He is a big guy with gorilla muscles, bright beach blond hair and a scar over his right eye.” “The Hunter is Guild Carnage’s vice guild leader. He’s also in Johan’s primary party together with a lady named Oritha “Amazonian” Silva. They’re strong. All three of them belong to Class B,” Liu Feng supplied.

He doesn’t blink. Hunter: “Doesn’t matter. You’re on the list. Abomination.” He fires. The bolt is fast (faster than human). I’m faster. I catch it mid-air with two fingers, lightning crawling over the wood until it turns to ash. Celeste: “Rude.” He drops the crossbow, draws twin silver kukris, and moves (insane speed, perfect form). He’s not human. Not fully. Some kind of augmented hunter (blessed, cursed, rebuilt).

Evelyn teased, passing him another gift-wrapped bundle. Hunter pretended to stagger under the weight, mock-exasperation in his voice. “My wife has expensive taste. Menacing for my wallet and my biceps.” “Oh, hush.” She nudged him with her elbow, then reached for a stick of roasted meat from a passing street vendor. She paid and held out the steaming skewer, declaring with a flourish, “For the world’s strongest pack mule.” He accepted the snack, looking skeptical. “Are you sure this isn’t too spicy?”

In fact, she finds that this action causes her nipples to pebble. “You look fucking smoking,” he notes. “You know, it’s a good thing that I booked a room upstairs. I don’t think I will be able to handle looking at you all night and being denied a taste.” Eleanor giggles. “Well, you will get that taste soon. Right now, I want to know if you got what I asked you to get.” “Of course I did, baby. Are you forgetting who you’re talking to?” With that, Hunter reaches for his bag and brings out a big bottle of what looks like fiber supplement. It’s a two hundred fifty pill bottle, and it’s huge. It’s also heavy. The label looks so real and so convincing. But it’s nothing compared to what’s actually

His hawk-like eyes scanned everyone and he suppressed the urge to grunt when he found his father and brother giving him a calculative look as if they were aware he wasn't happy with Silvia's presence in his family. "How is it?" Angela asked in a low voice nudging his side. Hunter took another bite making a delightful noise. "Delicious, Is this one of your experiments? Then honestly steak is delicious unlike your last experiment on pasta," Hunter whispered near her and Angela smirked, her brows cocking up. "Oh, I didn't but your best friend cooked it," She whispered as Hunter's brows shot up. "Luca doesn't cook and Lennox isn't here," Hunter grumbled and Angela grinned. "Your new best friend.