Hunter X Hunter Oc Novels & Stories

Nothing felt like enough. “Silas,” I whispered, pressing my hands to his chest. His breathing was shallow, his body too still. The scent of silver mixed with blood was suffocating. The hunters were getting closer. I could see their shadows through the gaps in the trees, hear their low voices cutting through the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering a prayer to anyone who might be listening. A shift in the wind made my breath catch. A familiar voice rang through the air. “Let’s wrap this up! We’ve got enough!” Orin.

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

The scent of jasmines rolled in waves at my nostrils—the same one I had smelt on my Omega. The killer was here. I ran my body through the door, too concerned to bother about it falling off its hinges. Morgan just stood there watching me, wide-eyed. “Show yourself!” I paced through the hospital room, searching the room with my eyes. “Come out while I’m asking nicely.” The scent of the killer led me towards my informant’s bed. Take power. Only you deserve it.That damn shadow voice again whispered through my ears. My wolf had surfaced, too ready to fight. Then, as quickly as I reached my informant, the figure jumped through the window—with a black cape billowing from its head.

she continues her voice dropping to a hiss. “There's something sweet under it too,” she brings out a scanner from her back, walking around trying to get a scent profile with it, so as to find the Omega, but Ronan is not even registered as an Omega. I grabbed her by her wrist, catching her.“ This is my private sanctuary,” I said, leaning into her until my eyes were all she could see. The smell of something I couldn’t place my fingers on, maybe it was the drugs, it was so chemical and artificial that it made Fenrir snarl with disgust.

But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters? Shaking my head, I reach up and rub the puckered scar where the wound had been. The bullet must have been dipped in wolfsbane as it was taking too long to heal. Even with silver, once it was out of the body, healing took very little time but it had already been a week and the scar bothered me as much as the strange girl standing in the clearing.

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.

said the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. “N-No! Kill me first before you get Leah from me!” Amoux shouted then tried to stand up but he just fell down. My heart is pounding because of what is happening now. Are these really Alphas? Why do they want me to be Luna? I'm just an omega so why are they competing with me? And Amoux, I have to heal him no matter what. "Let's take them to where we should hide them, leaving no trace because I know that Lycan Hector will find his heir," Rozen punched Amoux so he lost consciousness.

It’s believed that that small amount of blood can heal the females of the pack and strengthen the males as well. In a sense it’s a cure all and one every pack has been on the hunt for over the last few hundred years. An Omega can also have many children of their own, which helps with pack population. We’re passing the last bit of the town when I spot Willow running on the side of the road. She’s looking behind her as if someone is chasing her, but when I look further up the road, I don’t see anyone. Suddenly, she falls to the ground and turns over and thrashing.

I climb out of my dodge challenger and lock it. I went inside; the scent of food made my stomach growl. I look around to see Chandler; just my fucking luck. If you don't know, Chandler is one of the fewest hunters who knows my natural face and name and knows I'm not blind. But something caught my eye, it was a group of teenage girls, and they were werewolves. How do we know? We hunters realize it if you have a problem go fuck yourself.

Oaken looks over at the Hunter, and he nods once. Hunters go and tip back Felix’s table using the wheels on the bottom to roll him out of the room. I do my best to keep emotion off my face, but Oaken is smirking at me. “What's wrong, hybrid. Don't like being alone?” “If you hurt him or my sister, I'll—” He’s in front of my face in a flash. “You’ll what?” There is nothing you can do. Nothing that would make this stop. Not anymore.”