Hunter X Hunter Menchi Novels & Stories

He was strict with Chris and Zand, especially when it came to their training, and he made sure they both sparred with Andy every say. It makes me see Hunter in a new light too, he held his own against a dragon and they were so evenly matched, there was never a clear winner. A lot of things are beginning to make more sense now. Hunter is Celestial Alpha blood, it’s hardly surprising he could take on an unshifted dragon and live to tell the tale. Every time Gabe, Christian, Zander, Gerald or I sparred with him he would wipe the floor with us within minutes.

I had only seen Mildred and Garren shift, so this was new. Hunter wasn’t nearly as big as Garren, but he was bigger than Mildred. His scales looked rougher, and he had spikes lining his back along his spine. His talons were longer than the others, and his wings looked like they were tipped with ice shards. “Hunter is the last of his kind,” Mildred said low enough for only me to hear. “He’s beautiful. He looks like he is covered in pieces of ice.” I said in awe. She let out a laugh.

Ethan and Luca halted in their tracks, shifting back into their human forms. Hunter smirked at them, his tone mocking. "What happened, boys? Not ready for a fight? Not ready for blood?" Luca clenched his teeth, trying to suppress his anger. After a moment, he responded, his voice steady but strained. "Our father has summoned you. He wants to meet you." Hunter's eyes narrowed, his smirk fading into a cold glare. "Alpha Xander doesn't have the right to summon me," he said sharply. "But I’ll go—on my own terms. I want to meet the woman who dares to call me her mate."

“I linked the leader before you slipped me wolfsbane. I told him that she was marked.” “Who is it?” “Marcus McMillian.” My blood went cold. Marcus was a cruel asshole and now that Falcon was gone, he would think that he could do whatever he pleased. I cursed silently before informing the council of it. A growl and a stream of curses came through the link before it was slammed closed. I sighed as I leaned forward toward the wolf. “Thank you for your sacrifice.” “Sacrifice? What-” I shifted and let Mina tear his throat out. She began to eat his body and I groaned. I sank to the back of our mind. I really hated her ferociousness sometimes.

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.

The wooden door creaked open and footsteps were heard. A young looking 18 guy walked to a chair opposite us and sat down. He was Jacobi, looking very young but a millennium older. "You could still leave if you like." Wendy was raged, I slowly tapped her to calm herself down. We all know Jacobi, so fucking annoying. He smirked, "Glad you did that. Let's get to business." His words held venom, fucking silly vamps who think they are lord over all supernatural beings. I agree they are stronger but I think we're more powerful. They are annoying.

This boy just put this tough woman in a dilemma. "Mother, I can shift now, so it is not as if you will be carrying me. I will just go in my wolf form." "Fine, we will go hunting together and no more requests." "Yay!" Malachi fist bumps the air, kisses his mother's cheek and barrels inside. I follow elder Merlin outside and I see all the warriors of different races gathered in the backyard. That is when I take note if elder Mendes. Apparently, he is the head warrior and elder Merlin's mate!

He rolled his eyes and frowned at Quinn. "You look more like a female from the back than I do," Ryker teases and Quinn rolls his eyes. "I don't think that matters to the big fella," he winked and Ryker eyed him curiously. The two friends entered the front door and were greeted by an elderly man who escorted them to a sitting area. Jinx the lycan hybrid king of the area sauntered in and both young men grinned. Jinx had spiked blue hair and numerous facial piercings.

With a mixture of apprehension and determination, he stepped out from the shadows, revealing his imposing figure. The hunters recoiled in surprise, their faces contorted with fear and shock. Marcus' presence alone was enough to unsettle them, but he remained calm, his voice resonating through the night air. "Why do you seek to harm those who have done you no wrong? What is it that drives your hatred?" One of the hunters, a burly man with a scarred face, stepped forward, his voice dripping with disdain. "Werewolves are monsters! Abominations that must be eradicated from this land. We're merely doing our duty, protecting innocent people from the likes of you."

“Let’s skip the formalities, shall we? Just call me Jones. Everyone else does.” I nodded my head again, but didn’t say anything. He waited for me to speak for a moment and then he gestured to the inner office. “Shall we?” I followed him in and took a seat. He slid a very thick folder over to me. “You will find all the information I have in here. The pack is located in the Munshore Valley which is over the mountain over there.” He waved his hands towards the north. I would have to ask the driver to point it out to me.