Hunter X Hunter Heart Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alex said to her as he gently wraps the meat on a leave and throw it to her. "Leave us" Alex ordered the others and they left immediately. And then Alex gently sat close to her. "Who are you guys?" Birdie asked. "Am the guy that saved you from the hand of your enemy" Alex said to her. "Prove it!" Birdie said to him and he transforms into a werewolf immediately. And Birdie's mind remembered the beast that was chasing her yesterday. And they have the same eyes, they have pure red eyes. That's all she used to know about the beast, and all he knows right now is that Alex is the beast.

Before Kate could speak, Nick was already walking away from her, until he is out of sight. Her hand flew into her chest, and she can feel the fast beating of her heart. And at the same time, she can feel a pinch of pain in her heart, while she was telling Kei to stay away from her. Her mind says: "You did the right thing, Kate. Nick Sorrento is just a distraction to you, and you don't need him in your life." But her heart is telling her a different thing. Her heart says: "You're just hurting yourself. You have to admit it to yourself that he's starting to pave a way to your heart, and he's becoming a special person to you. Why don't you give him a chance?"

"I'm begging you… Please save my daughter…" The surrounding chatter ceased abruptly as every eye fixed on the absurd scene. Meghan didn't even blink as she casually dialed Matthew's number. The moment the call connected, her voice carried a hint of feigned hurt. "Matt, please come save Taylor. Ms. Bradford hates me so much that she's trying to take the blood reserved for him. She's trying to kill us!" Danielle broke free from the guards and screamed into the phone. "Matthew, Olivia is bleeding! She has a coagulation disorder and needs a transfusion now! Tell the hospital to give us some blood, or she'll die!"

He screams as blood starts running down his nose coloring his teeth red, and his entire body trembles in discomfort. “Fucking hell” one of the two remaining hunters lunges at me fangs bared, I turn to him, raising a hand in his direction, he jerks to a stop, clasping a hand to his chest as I project the heartbreak I felt when I found the remains of my old pack, he chocks, tongue hanging as he falls face first into the grass. He doesn’t move. “Witch!” The final hunter cursed, his eyes wide as eggs, inching back slowly.

I looked down to the floor and saw Asher’s foot still shaking next to me. “Asher!” I said as I turned to face him. I saw the moon goddess come and kneel next to me. “What do I do mom?” “Place your hand on his heart. Concentrate on his heartbeat. Slow it down and keep it at a pace. Then use you magic to pull the venom from him like a magnet". I did as she said and I listened to his heart beat through my hand and controlled it whilst I used the other like a magnet to pull the venom from his veins.

The door opened, and my breath caught in my throat. It was Helen. Helen—my best friend. I stared in disbelief as she smiled warmly and let him inside. My legs felt like they might give out, but I forced myself to move closer. I crept toward the window, careful to stay out of sight. Inside, they were standing close, too close. Helen’s hands brushed against his chest, and then he pulled her into his arms. Their lips met in a kiss so passionate it made my stomach turn. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t look away.

She pushed the rickety door open and hopped down. Her boots crunched leaves along the dirt track. She couldn’t see anyone. The silence drove her mad. She stepped closer. Blood. So much blood. Its metallic stench filled her lungs until she gagged. Her vision blurred. What? What was this? Her wolf whimpered. A guttural scream escaped her chest, piercing through the silence of the quarry. The veins in her neck bulged. Her snowy skin diffused in crimson. Her voice reverberated against the hollow quarry walls.

I ran my fingers via her hair, inhaling out barely entangled scent. I brushed my finger over her mark, feeling the outline of two hearts with a wolf in the middle. She shivered underneath my touch, moaning unconsiously. I moved my hand to my neck, rubbing my finger over the newly forming mark. It used to be a moon with two wolves in front of it. I smiled, I have a mate again....

Yet, amidst the shadows of hopelessness, a flicker of desperate determination glimmered in the eyes of Hailey. Hailey stepped forward, her hands trembling ever so slightly as she first carefully collected the small, black, pulsating heart in her outstretched palms. It was a heart torn from the one that cast the incante. Its rhythmic beat pulsed in her hands, a testament to the life that had once flowed through it. It wasn't at all what she meant, but spells were fickle like that, so long as it was a heart, it could work.