Hunter X Hunter Kurapika Tattoo Novels & Stories

I smiled, though my body trembled slightly with unease. He smirked, his eyes darkening as he sauntered towards me. Slowly, he reached out, invading my space. My gaze drifted to his chest, where intricate tattoos sprawled across his skin, half of his left chest completely inked. There was a large python coiled menacingly, its fangs bared as if ready to strike. Surrounding it were other symbols—a bleeding dagger, an intricate skull wrapped in thorns, and a blood moon rising behind them all. The ink seemed almost alive, dark and haunting, like it held secrets too dangerous to reveal. I had seen something like this before. The imagery was disturbing, almost as if he were part of some secretive c

“It wouldn’t fix the wolfsbane.” “But it means she would heal, right?” He nods. Ryker pulls up his sleeve, exposing a tattoo of a hawk that wraps around his forearm. “Do it.” He says. “Take as much as you need.” “You don’t need to…” I begin but he silences me with a look.

“What the fuck! Did he ingest a can of rotten spray?” Looking at the others, I ask, “Do you smell him?” Declan frowns, and Clifton looks at him thoughtfully before saying, “He ingested something forbidden.” When the hunter’s shirt comes off, I stare at the tattoo on his chest. “You’re truly with the Sect,” I murmur. “How vogue and unique it is to have their symbol. Not that it will serve as any sort of protection for you.” Grabbing one of the knives from the hunter’s bag, I slash it twice across his chest. Blood weeps instantly from his wounds, and I’m instantly enveloped with Carmen’s very essence, mingled with his.

“They were well-trained enough that they must have intended to capture rather than kill. If they’d wanted you dead, you’d be dead.” He paused, brow furrowed as he seemed to think about what this meant. “Have someone investigate the tattoos,” he said. “Between the matching tattoos and the skilled attack, they don’t have the usual characteristics of a group of rogues. I think that’s the key.” I agreed. Maya burst back into the room, leading the doctor. “He needs his bandages changed,” she said briskly, moving to hover over Hunter. She glanced at the doctor as she brushed the hair from Hunter’s brow and asked if he needed her to get him anything.

I don't tell her I'm enjoying the show just as much as she probably does right now. Oh my God! Get your head out of the clouds, Ava! I can't believe I'm freezing my ass off and yet all I could think about is his stupid abs. His stupid muscles. And his stupid tattoos covering his entire back. I definitely can't count how many times he went through all of them because they're too many, and he only has one back. Is it even legal to have so many tattoos imprinted on you in this age? The answer to that is beyond me. Yet at the same time I should have already reminded myself that Hunter Ysrael is privileged to do just about whatever he wants. His father known to be the most ruthless alpha ever kno

He murmured against my hair; his words brought me back to reality. "I should let you go, but I am a possessive Asshole and am never letting you go". Those words lingered as I kept thinking about what they meant for both of us. What it means for our blurry future I wanted to ask him what would become of us after this, but I decided not to. "What does the lion tattoo mean?" He smirked "My last name is Hunter, and I am the predator hunting the prey." I feel the pride and ego lingering behind each word.

“You’ll be okay soon. Try to relax. It’s okay.” In a daze, I trace my fingertips over the tattoos on his chest, studying them with hazy curiosity. My breathing slows, my heart rate calming. The sound of the hotel room’s ventilation is a distant hum in my ear, white noise that helps my mind settles. I tap Xander’s chest tattoo, the one in the shape of a dove over his heart. “What’s this one supposed to mean?” I ask, barely above a whisper. “To honor my mother,” he says. I’m surprised by his honesty.

Xavier cursed. "Just like us, they shared the same symbol to their family. Their emblem is a certain wildflower, Achillea millefolium, or Yarrow. The tattoos are printed against the skin on their nape. It's too small to be even noticed," Zeus explained. Xavier's brows furrowed as he looked closely into the picture. "A month ago in L.A when I was on my honeymoon, I received this strange message," he admitted. "What did it say?"

Conan He blinked once, then twice before blinking his eyes a couple of times as if he experienced difficulty in trying to understand what I said. “W-What?” Mr. Hunter stuttered. “I would repeat my words. The viper tattoo around your neck is the same tattoo that the runaway driver had as well. I am not trying to accuse you but I am just curious” I added, slipping the phone down my pocket. Liana stared at me so intently that it felt like her eyes almost pried into my soul, wanting to know all my thoughts and what exactly could be going through my mind.

Bryan and Joe immediately reached out to clap hands and exchange quick hugs with their fellow mermen, offering friendly pats on the back as a sign of camaraderie and support. Trent, with his striking black tribal tattoos adorning his torso, seamlessly blending with his black tail and hair, hovered tall and proud. Hunter, on the other hand, boasted a deep, dark green tail and tan skin, his body adorned with depictions of various animals in tattoo form. The bond between the two was evident as they stood side by side, ready to embark on the upcoming adventure with their companions.