Hunter X Hunter Rammot Novels & Stories

But it wasn’t the monster that had my heart stopping in my chest. It was his eyes. “Ronan,” I breathed, barely recognizing the sound of my own voice. The wolf didn’t hesitate. He lunged, his claws slicing through the air as he slammed one of the hunters into the door with a sickening crack. The man crumpled, his body limp, his gun clattering to the floor. “What the fuck is that?” another hunter yelled, his voice cracking with fear as he aimed his weapon at Ronan. Before he could fire, Ronan was on him, pinning him to the wall. The man slumped, lifeless, as Ronan turned to me, his blue eyes blazing.

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

I called for a meeting with the pack leaders on the way forward. "We need to hit them back," my mother said during the meeting, angry about the situation. "We would be breaking a code if we start a random attack on hunters. We need to find out who these hunters are before we think of revenge." I cautioned everyone. "We need to move quickly; they will come back." My delta said. His name was Ashton, and he was a gentle soul. The attack must have been serious for him to be thinking in that direction. "Which brings us to the need to plead with you, Alpha, to choose a luna to bear strong pups just in case something goes wrong. We would still have an alpha." Gamma Richard said, and I nodded, indic

Alpha Hunter drops the wolf he was holding and looks straight at me like he was going to have me as his next meal. “I want my mate back!” I yelled at him, and he looked at me with no recognition of what I was saying. I began to believe that there were no signs of Alpha Hunter in his body until Luna Ella stood and hit him with an orb of moon magic of her own as she screamed, “Give me my mate back too!”

* however, it was blocked by the lv2 Hunter using its 3 limbs! David spin had been finished, but it was all blocked! and he is currently in the air and can't dodge any attack! the lv2 Hunter doesn't let this chance immediately planning to stab him! "SMOKE SIGNAL"- Raymart from the mouth of Raymart, a series of smokes suddenly launch and hits the face of the Lv2 Hunter because of this, it was covered by a thick smoke, but the attack still continues! *swwwok!* to its surprise, it stabs nothing!

Turning back to look straight at him… “What are you getting at?” I ask. “Our competitors are pretty familiar faces, Mason. And, I don't know if he did it because he has some alterior motive, or if he's trying to stir something up here, but—” “Who is it?” It takes a while before he answers, but the sentence that eventually breaks the bout of discomforting silence is… “Amon Hunter… of the Hunter Pack.” “Hunter?” I tilt my head, “...on IronClaw Soil? Isn't he aware that—”

"Don't thank me yet. These hunters are professionals. Well-equipped. This isn't a random attack—they knew exactly when to strike." We reached the hospital grounds to find two hunters already inside, one dead on the floor with his throat torn out—Emma's father's work, I recognized the killing style. The third was backing toward the safe room entrance, flamethrower raised. He saw us and smiled. "Two for the price of one. Wolf and vampire." He triggered the flamethrower. Fire erupted, a wall of flame between us and him. Lord Castellan moved through it like it didn't exist—vampires could tolerate fire briefly—and had the hunter disarmed and on the ground in seconds. The man's neck snapped with a

ALESSANDRO My fingers which were stained with cum reached out and removed the blindfold from Matteo’s eyes. I stared down at him as his eyes fluttered open. But he closed them quickly because of the sudden influx of light to his irises which hurt. A chuckle slipped past my lips when he slowly reopened them. His chest was heaving, rising and falling fast. Chains kept his wrists and ankles spread wide on the bed. The anger from earlier still burned in his gaze. But his cock was getting hard and leaking with precum.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

She should've had her guard up, but she was too freaked out from reading about Garin's mom. The younger shifters had told scary stories around the campfires about a blue-eyed demon who killed unwary wolves in a very particular way. They named her The Huntress. To this day, that name sent spikes of ice down Willow's spine. The Huntress was said to kill her victims slowly, using blades instead of bullets or arrows.