Hunter X Hunter Pfps Novels & Stories

I smiled gently. “You have a warrior’s body.” I ran my fingers down a particularly ropey scar down her side. “What was this one from?” “Bobby Brown,” she said. “A werewolf that liked to hunt human children. He had a thing for their hearts. He’d barbecue them.” She shuddered with the memory. “He had killed my client’s nephew. Took me a week but I got him. Brought his heart to my client as proof.” She spoke matter of factly, no pride in her voice. She might not be proud of herself, but I was impressed. I had heard of Bobby Brown and had heard of the hunter that got him. I didn’t realize it was her.

Ronan asked. The man flinched, just slightly, but it was enough. I saw it in his eyes—the moment he knew we’d caught on. I bent down, grabbing his hand and turning it to the side, exposing the faint mark etched into his skin. My growl rumbled in my throat. "He's a hunter." "Fuck," he hissed, the rope snapping as his claws swiped through the air where I’d just been. He bolted, but he wasn’t fast enough.

I hissed as he pulled my clit apart with his fingers and rubbed it with his thumb. "Hunter, please... Oh god," I hissed again and a moan escaped my lips. He stopped teasing me and took out a foil paper from his drawer, tearing it with his teeth. "I feel like I'm being featured in Fifty Shades of Gray right now " I chuckled "No baby, this is fifty shades of Hunter " ~ (Two days later) "Whatcha you doing? " Hunter said, watching me take out different bikinis. He was sitting on my bed with his phone in his hand.

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Hunter’s tone was icy, running a chill down Liam’s spine. “Why personal attacks, Hunter? You would take Amanda’s words against me?” “Did I say that we are talking about Amanda?” Hunter smiled and that smile was everything but friendly. It was evil, it was cynical. “Here look at this picture. The man kissing this girl in the bar resembles you a lot I guess.” Hunter threw the file before him. All the photographs inside the file were scattered on the table. In all those photographs Liam was not only kissing but also doing much more … that too without any clothes.

They’re using moon magic to send it back and forth. One of them notices me watching. “You want to play?” he asks. I’m surprised by how friendly and welcoming his tone is. “That’s okay,” I say. “I don’t really know how.” “You’re the one Wilder brought back, right?” the guy says. I nod. “I’m Hax,” he says. “Milo.” “Good to meet you.” It’s like he doesn't even care that I’m a hybrid. Or maybe he doesn’t know. Maybe Wilder and the High Sorcerer aren’t spreading that part around just yet. It would make sense. I’d probably keep it quiet if I was in their position.

I squealed in mock terror. “You’ve awakened a hungry monster, Luna. It needs to be fed.” Hunter pinned me to the bed, straddling me. “Oh? And what does the hungry monster want?” I laughed up at him, teasingly slicking my tongue over my lips. “To eat this…” he said as he dove between my legs, tearing at my panties with his teeth. ***

When his stare swerved to her, Alexandra rapidly shifted backward and diverted her eyes. "And who's this little cat?" Lexi noticed how the girl rolled her eyes at his words. What she didn't comprehend was how the girl lunged after Dominus (or rather flew towards Dominus). Lexi's fingers launch their way to her eyes to cover her face. The girl, however, didn't get the chance to get close to Dominus. Alexandra gaped at how the girl turned Into dust. The man is IMMORAL! Was the only thought in Lexi's head noticing the turn of events, and Dominus snorted as if reading her thoughts.

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I picked up a stick and poked at the fire, causing the flames to jump up. “Finally, you are alone.” I heard Prince Dagon say, before going quiet, “Still not going to talk, huh? You really are a stubborn bride.” “I am not your fucken bride.” I thought back. “Remains to be said, do you think I could really control anyone with just one bite?” He laughed. “For me to be able to control someone who was not my bride, they would need to drink my blood as well, and you say you are a vampire hunter.”