Hunter X Hunter Pfps Novels & Stories

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 caught a quick glimpse of his amazing cock, but not enough for my obsessed mind. Hunter left shortly after, and I instantly swiped the underwear he'd shed before his shower. I hated myself for knowing that Hunter was a heavy leaker. His boxer briefs were almost always drenched in his own juices to the point that it soaked through to the front. Sucking the wet fabric was like receiving a mouthful of his pre-cum, and it provided me with endless arousal to spend the entirety of my Friday night jerking off.

Hunter pushed himself upright slightly with another tired groan while Maya continued hiding beneath the covers debating whether she could survive living there permanently. “It’s not what it looks like,” Hunter said. Holiday laughed. A sharp terrifying sound completely devoid of humor. “Hunter, there are currently twelve separate videos of you carrying this girl out of Night Haven like the final scene of a romantic drama.” Maya squeezed her eyes shut. No. Holiday pointed directly at him now. “One of those videos already has over twenty-two million views.” Hunter’s jaw tightened slightly. “And before either of you ask? Yes. The internet absolutely thinks she’s your girlfriend.”

Hunter hovered over me, his large frame caging me in. “We’ll use your legs and hands to help us release the proof they’re waiting for,” he whispered. “I’ll make a small cut on your inner thigh to fake the bleeding.” My throat tightened, but I nodded anyway. I have no choice. Hunter shifted back and spread my legs wider. My breath caught in my chest. The way he looked between my thighs sent a ripple of heat and nervous tension down my spine. His gaze was dark, predatory, like a wolf studying its prey.

Xyla Quest said before subconsciously clenching her fists. Why was hell empty when demons roamed the world? After picking up the laptop on her desk and booting it up, Xyla quickly tapped on the keyboard several times. Very soon, she managed to hack into Fred’s phone. When Xyla saw two encrypted photo albums, she quickly opened one of them. Immediately after that, all sorts of disgusting images came to sight. There were photos of Fred doing unspeakable things to young girls, boys, and popular teenage celebrities from the entertainment industry.

His eyes darkened suddenly, his facial expression deepening to a serious frown. Then he leaned on the desk, retrieving another pile of paper from the drawer similar to the one I found on his desk. I raised my brow when he showed me the file, and it contained the title "PROJECT X ALPHA". I narrowed my eyes and took it as he handed it over. One eye on him and the other on the file, I flicked through the pages. It's the same sick experiment as the other, I grimaced. What the hell is this? I stopped when I saw a picture. It was Hunter, the younger version of him laying on a bed, surrounded by people in dirty white coats splattered with blood and dirt.

He drew close to Nevi and whispered, “She’s an awfully good fuck, isn’t she? It’s a shame you never got a chance to taste the sweetness of her milk. I can still taste it, feel it as it oozes from her taut nipples.” He laughed sadistically. “You and your high and mighty ways. I told you that afternoon that you’d rue the day you came up against me. I told you she’d be mine. Handlers belong with handlers.” He stood up and nudged Nevi’s limp body with his foot, “I was hoping you’d be so heartbroken over listening to our lovemaking that you’d force your own expiration. It was such a disappointment when Sasha stopped you after I killed your wife. I’m fascinated with the process. I would have enjoy

Xander roars back at me. “You what?” What is he talking about? I am so confused. He was not there. I would have known if he was… wouldn’t I have? “I don’t know who you saw, or what you think you saw, or when you thought you saw it, but ---" “It was a year ago. You were wearing a slutty black dress and dancing close to a male wolf. He followed you to the bathroom, and you made out with him in the hallway. I SAW IT ALL, PIPER! I SAW IT ALL!!!!”

Xander's breath hitches, his muscles clenching around my fingers as I work him open. "Ah, Max," he groans, his voice strained but filled with desire. His eyes, dark pools of lust, lock onto mine, begging for more. With a swift motion, I add a third finger, and Xander cries out, his back arching as he cums violently. His release splatters over his chest and face, the sight of him so vulnerable and yet so insanely sexy makes my heart race. He looks startled but entirely turned on, his chest heaving with each ragged breath.

I nuzzle against his bare torso, evoking excited shrills from the little pup and of course, intensifying the terror that drapes over the air from those watching, thinking I want to devour him. How delusional can they be? The boisterous pup soon grabs my face and I pull back up, having him frantically climbing on top my head and attempting to slide down my body. With my gaze taking in the frightened looks on their faces, I decide to comply to their thoughts about me and swing my head, detaching the pup from me in a swoop. Gasps of terror breaks across the air but to kill their expectations, the pup only shrieks ecstatically, being caught by Hex, Harrison’s wolf who’s been behind us the whole