Hunter X Hunter Outro Novels & Stories

"Let's get those damn trackers out of us." We waited an extra day, just in case more came. The mountain remained eerily quiet, the snow undisturbed except for the tracks we had left behind. By the time the sun began to dip behind the trees, casting long shadows across the frozen ground, we were packing up and heading down. The whole thing felt wrong. Orin. Jade. Werewolf hunters turning into what they hunted? All of it felt off. What was the point of it all? The truck came into view, buried under a layer of snow, and I couldn’t have been happier to see it.

He walked past Poe into the common room toward the stairs, where a serving maid gave him a cursory glance. Once in the room, Hunter replied, “Where else would I go.” Hunter took an apple from a platter of fruit and cheese and jerky. “Back to the forest, the known, the familiar.” Hunter licked apple juice from his fingers and placed the remnants of the core back on the platter. He picked up a piece of cheese, gave it a sniff before placing it back on the platter. “There is no going back, no safety to be found in the known and familiar, and since I am less than I once was, it is best that I stay with you.”

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

"Before the Hunters could make an attempt on finding Murphy, he was already inside the woods making them doubt if the guy who claimed to have seen someone was right. "There is no one here. Not even movement in the woods" another said and chuckled. "No one can survive this. The Werewolf race ended today. Everyone to the Van now!" Their leader said and they all obeyed. ********* "So that's the end of the story," Cynthia said and exhaled sharply. She was just done narrating the story her dad told her when she was 8. It wasn't a book though but it looks like a myth in her head.

My mouth gaped open. “So, this is where you’ve been hiding?” the stranger chuckled. But the laugh didn’t meet his intense darkened eyes as they scowled, scanning from Fiona to me. “We’ve been looking for you, Quiet One. Smart to swim away so we’d lose your scent. But you knew we’d find you… eventually. And how I’ll be rewarded on The Hill once I bring you back.” My eyes slit.

' I shook my head, trying to dismiss the thought, and stayed put, hoping to simply endure this ceremony night and escape with my life. I could feel all eyes on me, but I acted as if they were nothing, even though their gazes felt like tiny daggers piercing my skin. "So tell me, Sunshine, who do you think stands a better chance of becoming the Alpha's chosen Luna?" Gia, a she-wolf known for being the Alpha's childhood friend and rumored to be his future mate, approached me, her eyes narrowed. I turned, desperately searching for a space to breathe, but found none. I glued my gaze to the ground, hoping to become invisible. Everyone laughed, their amusement echoing through the hall. "Oh, that's

Troy exhaled in exasperation, his eyes were sharp as his head turned to his left and right, assessing the presence that the three of us felt already, “Too late. We are already surrounded!” Macy wrapped her arms around me protectively as we both saw the shadows hiding behind the trees. Carter’s men were already here and it was the end for all of us. But then a loud, sickening, crackling noise of bones breaking caught our attention and I saw Hunter walking towards us with Carter’s head dangling in his mouth. His mouth was trickling with crimson blood smearing down to his neck, staining his soft, silver fur from his face down to his neck. Macy and Troy’s eyes widened at the terrifying view whil

As Hunter examines his reflection, he can't help but feel grateful that his sight was spared despite the ordeal. With Aziza's reassurance and Trent's supportive presence, Hunter feels a growing acceptance of the changes brought about by his encounter with the sea serpent. Each day in Aqualearia presents new challenges and transformations, and Hunter is ready to embrace them all as he continues on this remarkable journey through the abyss.

“But your voice faded.” “Sorry, I was fucking with you.” He laughed, mimicking the buzzing sound I heard before it went quiet. I missed the second treatment of herbs. That’s why I cursed at my stupidity. I should have known to bring them with me, but I was dumb enough to believe that distance would weaken the bond's effect. “We should head back.” Thana suggested, looking at me. I shook my head, “You and the other's head back. I will head back after the Berserkers are done with the vampire.”

Cedric Killian Hunter was dying. And even though whatever the doctors told him he knew that his time had come and there was no point in stopping the inevitable. He did not even want to do that in the first place. Cedric Hunter had been a man of his own name and caliber and he had certainly made his own place in the world and in the society with his skills and charms. The country which had consigned him as an outcaste and a bastard had been forced to give him the place and the title that he actually deserved. He had done a lot in his life too claim what was his and it had definitely not been very convenient either. But what was handed down easily to the future generations, they never came to