Novel & Cerita Hunter X Hunter

"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?

Everyone was dead, but me. Turning back, I finally put a face to the voice. Her skin was covered in freckles and her hair was a wild brown, like she had stuck her finger in a socket. She was carrying a gun in her hands, but what stood out to me was her outfit. I’d seen it once before, in school. It was the Hunter’s uniform. The patch on her arm confirming it. Hunter’s were mercenaries for hire. Killers for hire, really. The non-magical in the supernatural world. They once were on a death march against all supernaturals, but now they were just raised on how to kill them and were sold to the highest bidder.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

He let out a breath and said, “This goes back over twenty years ago. I was home from college during the summer between my junior and senior year, and we all threw a huge lake party one night when a bunch of people had just gotten back from school. It was actually a great party, and this was before they patrolled that area so heavily. Anyway, we were all under the influence, and not paying attention to our surroundings, when an attack came in from the woods. A group of hunters had figured out what we were.” “Hunters?” I asked. “I didn’t think hunters existed anymore.” “They’re not common anymore since we know to hide what we are from humans now, and fortunately for us, humans who believe in w

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

Akihiko was shocked on seeing the kid speak that way to the man in front of him and he says- “Kids aren’t supposed to talk to elders that way! Shame on you! And what kind of parent are you, letting your child talk like that?” They both start laughing on hearing him say that and the man says- “He isn’t my kid… He’s just a brat who works with me.” “Even though I look like this, in reality I am 25 years old. I’m just letting you know. “Oh, right. Before all of that, I had to introduce ourselves. We both are part of the Hunter community and we specialize in hunting creatures from stories.”

Humans are naturally afraid of wolves and tigers, which are pretty common in this area. Hunter lies on his stomach, staring forward. Every now and then, he takes a sniff at the air, attempting to discover something about Erina. But to no avail. We have been lying down here for about fifteen minutes when there is a rustling in the undergrowth. Hunter twists his ears and goes on edge. And then we feel a strong aura, the one approaching us is a supernatural but not a werewolf. Hunter jumps to his four and growls low. Ready to attack, he scrutinizes the undergrowth and whoever needs to get out of there.

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.

“We’re witches from the Witches Guild in North America. Theon and Haden are from the Rexellen pack. You already know who exactly Theon is.” “Theon and Haden?” Mihai sneers. “I see that you lied about your names as well. And you,” he looks at Hunter, “aren’t a teenager.” Hunter screws her face in embarrassment. “Yeah, I’m not. Sorry about that. But in our defense, you really can’t tell a farming family in rural Romania that you’re ‘creatures of the night’, as the hunters put it.” “I mean, we certainly cannot tell humans that,” I add, stepping towards them. “But you really aren’t human, are you?”