Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

"Hunt what?" "Anomalies. The creatures that slip through the cracks between the surface and down here. Things like what we encountered today, but worse. Much worse." He leaned forward, his voice dropping. "Every person in this camp, every person in every camp throughout Lenore, is bound to what's called the Hunter System." "That sounds ominous." "It is." Marcus finished with my bandage and stepped back. "The System tracks everything. Every creature you kill, every mission you complete, every credit you earn. It's not optional, Lucille. From the moment you arrived here, you were automatically enrolled."

We know their aim is to always find the chance, and when they get it, slaughter us. They have got the skill. In fact, a Hunter with no weapon whatsoever and whose hands are even tied together may kill a Vampire, if he's not being careful. Hunters are very advanced and more like us, supernatural, but it's just that their DNA is of a human, and they are solely made to protect Humans.

While Vicoliz was busy pulverising the face of Finite, Bella decided to question Naomi. "Tell us what we need to know?" "Well I once belonged to a group called Hunter X. The main purpose of the group was to have control over Asia, and we killed most who stood in our way. We eradicated most supernaturals who stood in the way of our leader, and hunted those that our leaders believed will pose future threats. In short The Hunter X group is the only group of Supernaturals alive in the whole of Asia" Naomi elucidated with a sad face.

He glanced slightly at Alice who had also closed her book. "But, why don't you join as a demon hunter Xander? I think you will be very talented if you go with your father!" exclaimed Logan Xander stopped tidying his books, he looked at Logan then took a deep breath "You know that you can't stand the sight of blood at least, I even fainted when I looked at blood! I don't know since when it happened to me, but I really can't do it!" "Does being a demon hunter have to be blood related? What are they doing?" asked Alice

Uncle gary said in sad mood I wiped my face and stopped crying to understand what my uncle was saying. " Uncle, this is not funny. Werewolves don't exist. So how will they kill my father and even if they exist. What business does my father and werewolves have in common”. “ You are from the generation of Hunter's." I looked at him astonished. A lot was going through my mind “ This is the first time I am hearing of Hunter and now you are telling me I am from the generation of Hunter's. Please can you elaborate?” Still confused about what he is saying because my dad has never discussed this with me before he died.

The Hunter shrieked, its humanoid form flickering, core unstable, energy surging unpredictably. We pressed forward, every strike coordinated, every movement a dance of survival and fury. My wolf surged, claws ripping, teeth sinking, energy spiraling outward in a living weapon. The Hunter’s core pulsed violently, splitting into multiple fragments, each one more powerful than before. It’s adapting faster than we can fight! Azrael shouted. We focused on the largest fragment, the core. Energy surged, claws striking, bond flaring. Each hit caused sparks to erupt, sending debris flying. The forest trembled under the sheer force.

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

"I wasn't joking before." I looked at her. "About what?" "That man...Gretonia." A cold breeze swept through the trees. "He really is hunting bloodlines." The humor vanished completely. "So tell me," I said quietly. "What exactly is a bloodline?" 🦊HOMURA🦊 For a moment, I simply stared at the hunter girl who claimed she wasn't a hunter. She looked genuinely confused. Wait is she not pretending? Isn't this a tactic for fishing for information?

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.

Broken furniture, shattered windows, cracks in the walls. "What happened here?" Jaxon and Lucien exchanged guilty glances. "We had a disagreement," Lucien said carefully. "You fought." It wasn't a question. "While I was unconscious." "We worked it out," Jaxon said quickly. "We're cooperating now. I promise." I wanted to be angry, but I was too tired. Too much pain. "Tell me about the hunters." They exchanged another look, this one more serious. "They're called the Order of the Silver Dawn," Lucien began. "They're an international organization that's been hunting supernatural beings for over a thousand years. They believe we're threats to humanity that need to be eliminated."