Hunter X Hunter Nen Chart Novels & Stories

I raised my three fingers “ I promised” “ A day before your dad died. Your dad came to meet me, he said, he needed my help. He told me about your uncle that he is creating his own army to destroy the werewolves. For centuries werewolves and humans have always been in peace because the hunter made sure of that and we never broke the accords. Your dad came to me so I can protect you and he told me to train you before I explained what was going on. At first I didn't want to get involved in the hunter problem but when I found out you were my mate. So i became involved, i might be one of the strongest Alpha in the werewolves but i dont like getting involved in what that doesnt concern me. My rule

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 nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

“Exactly. And I'm here to protect everyone. What's the issue here?” As I engaged in a tense dialogue with the hunter leader, I noticed Xander examining their equipment from his hidden position. His eyes opened wide when he noticed a symbol on one of their cars – a fancy eye inside a triangle. He looked at me and gave a small nod. We'd seen that symbol before, in old books about supernatural hunters. This was no ordinary group.

Xavier came as well, gesturing to their men to stand alert at the moment while contemplating the destructive sight. Zayne’s head snapped toward them, a predatory stare enough to make Kieran slow his steps, feeling the bloodlust emitting from him. The man who cared about business deals, flower arrangements, and date nights had been scrubbed away, replaced by the Hunter, a machine designed for nothing but termination. “It’s not over,” Zayne rasped in a low, infuriated tone, “It can never be over. I was foolish to think it would be.” “She’s not here,” Xavier added.

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.

he commented. What if Hunter has been killed by Malia and Alpha Callum?

Xavion didn't looked at him, not wanting to look away from the hidden painting. "you don't look injured..." Aron said inspecting his bare chest as he was sitting shirtless. "Hunters use silver and it doesn't heal that easily, brother..." "So?" Xavion raised his eyebrows looking at him. "You didn't got attacked with silver. I have seen the bodies and none of them has the tattoos of hunter family. They were not hunters, may be contract killers whom your mate killed brutally in front of you while your trusted wolves were secretly guarding you. You were prepared..."

Kate and Susanna had planned well, there wasn’t much else to do but wait to see if it worked. As Izzy and Kate kept talking, Susanna was making progress toward the spring and the Kreil were tracking Susanna's path from the day before. The six werewolves were each thinking about how the end of the Hunt would look for each of them. There were six different endings being played out in the minds of the werewolves, and none of them had the right ending figured out yet.