Hunter X Hunter Pfp Novels & Stories

Azrael and Hunter have the same matching tattoos. It is just an inscription in Greek. I begged my dad and after persuading him for months he allowed me have it. I replied the message. Guess I have a date this Saturday.

he is wearing a simple blouse, his face is pale, his eyes are blue, hair is blonde. People liked his face but he looked poor and dirty despite all of that. He didn't drink blood for a month which was horrible for his thirst. Xenia gives him dead animals to feed on, but his thirst is unique, he hates animals' blood. So he hunts one human every one month passes. Suddenly a small hand put half of the bread on his lap. As Alex was spacing out, he lift his sight to meet the little girl's eyes. Brown eyes, Hazel hair, she innocently smiled towards the creature.

THERE GOES MY PLAN, HEHE EVIL LAUGH. "Marie heyyy " I marched towards the girl that has dirty blonde hair with hazel green eyes, the same age as me, with a little height. Marie was wearing a blueprint KILLUA t-shirt that was a character of hunter x hunter ( THE ONLY ANIME I KNOW) with the sleeves cut off that was tucked in with light blue jeans and black and white sneakers. That was my friend Marie Markin. I walked toward her and we both embraced each other in a hug.

Sharriah said, watching as he frowned immediately at her words, her words might have hurt his ego, "I'm not a little lad, I'm fifteen, eight months, three weeks and six days old, I'm entering sixteen, and in three month, I turn to a full fledged hunter, but I kill rabbits and squirrels and other animals. So! Am not a little lad." The little lad said again, and she was surprised at how fast he spoke, "What's your name then?" Sharriah asked, wondering the kind of names dragons bear, maybe, something ancient, "My name is Xander, who are you, and what do you come here looking for."

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.”

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.

“Chris..” Hunter desperately came towards me as if he was waiting for me all the time. “See these photos… Aren’t they beautiful?” he asked as he deliberately brought the camera screen closer to my face, forcing me to look. “It’s wonderful…” I forced out, plastering a fake smile on my lips. “And this one…” Hunter swiped to the next photo. He hadn’t changed at all. He was still the same cruel Hunter from five years ago — the one who used Alina to make me cry.

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.)

"Max! It's been so long, why haven't you texted me?" Max was a tall attractive boy with brown eyes and silver hair. He had a piercing in one ear and lower lip. There was this design that Hunter called a Tattoo on his neck. If I had to speculate his age in the human world, I would say he was the same age as Hunter, around twenty-four. He looked at me curiously and smiled at Hannah. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"

"What can I do? This is my personality. Anyway, we need to act cool in the human world." "No! We need to be just an ordinary man. Besides, you act so cool that time, and guess what, the hunter found you," Kasper said. Then, he looks at him when he doesn't respond. "I've been thinking about that... 'Cause I make sure that my identity won't be questioned, I was a son of a billionaire. But how come the hunter still finds my location?" They both stay quiet for a few minutes while thinking. "What if there's a spy?" they both asked each other. Then, Kasper just shook his head. "That can't be. We all know the werewolves inside the village. It might just be a coincidence."