Hunter X Hunter Sarasa Novels & Stories

Damon glanced up from his notebook and looked at Sara. He liked Sara, but not in that way; they are not even dating properly for mother Shake; he just wants to stop his father. But his father didn't care because he knew his son. But Sara thinks of herself as Pack Luna, and it always makes Damon's blood boil; he will never let someone like Sara take Luna's place. Sara stood up from Damon's couch and walked over to the desk. She pulled the chair out, sitting down on Damon's lap and wrapping her arms around his neck, smirking.

"And I'm also happy to find that Alexis is now ready to accept her destiny as a vampire hunter." "How did you know about that?" murmured Alexis asked. With a vibration that was even clearer in his tone of voice right there at this very moment. Serina smiled a little, now her facial expression was starting to look a little friendly. “I can clearly see how the rose symbol on your shoulder is starting to spread more and more towards your arm right now. It's a sign that a vampire hunter is ready to fulfill their destiny." Answer Serina's ancestor who is now possessing her explained.

“Shut up! Fucking shut up! Don't you get it?! They only loved me because I was your twin! They tolerated me because being close to you made me worth something. Without you, I was nothing but the extra twin no one really cared about.” I was stunned, blinking back tears as I stared at her. I opened my mouth to speak but she interrupted, “Anyways, I'm not here to trade words with you.” She scrutinized me from head to toe. “I only came here to confirm if you're ready. Because any minute from now, warriors from the Dark Claw pack would be here to get you. Congratulations, Sara, instead of being burned alive you've been sold to Alpha Xavier as his breeder.” My heart stopped and my body froze. “W-w

It whines, crawling away. “Stop!” a cold voice cuts through the rain, sharp and mean. A woman steps out of the shadows, her dark hair messy, her eyes glowing a bit. It’s not Morgana—it’s Tara, Sasha’s old hunter boss, holding a shiny silver knife. “Tara,” Sasha growls, her voice hard, standing up, her knife ready. Her arm’s bleeding, but she’s steady. “You’re working with Morgana now?” Tara grins, her knife catching the neon light. “Morgana’s the real deal,” she says, her voice nasty. “She sees your boy, Sasha. His shard, his blood—she’s taking it all.”

Sara commanded; she held a black book in her hand that seemed to be made out of animal skin or wolf fur. Sara turned her attention back to Hazel, who seemed lost in thought, not knowing what she was supposed to do. "Hazel, hold that knife in the centre of the circle; after I finish chanting an incantation, I want you to cut yourself and stretch your hand out, towards the line in front of you; let your blood pour over it," Sara commanded. Hazel hesitated for a bit; this all seemed too dark and scary for her; she wasn't sure how much she wanted to continue the ritual. "Hazel, hurry up!" Sara shouted. Her voice startled Hazel , bringing her back to her senses.

She paused again, losing her train of thought as it wasn’t just me touching her. Albert must have decided if I could touch, so could he. He just lacked the excuse to investigate the scar. Albert was kissing her left side, following the subtle contour of her body to the top of her jeans. I knew where Sarael’s scar came from. Sarael got it when she was around Hana’s age and took on my father. Sarael had pushed my father’s limits. He had to transform into his true form to escape, not win. He slashed her torso and used her momentary distraction from the pain to escape.

Skyler blinked and looked at Asena "Rachel's... Six?" Hannah slowly approached the white haired woman who stood glaring at her "The six of the best hunters, not even Vlad knew of them, it was Rachel's little secret, her contingency, a force that can overcome anyone and anything on earth, even slay Vlad himself" she explained smiling wickedly at Asena as she circled her.

Dodging her sharp claws proved tricky, and soon, blood began trickling down my arms. I meant to scream, but strangely, my voice deserted me, leaving me silently staring at the wicked witch. I don’t want to amuse her with my pain, A smirk played on her face as her ghostly claws, now tangible with my blood, grew sharper. What on earth was happening? Is she taking a solid form? “Ah, you have seen my trick. You see, any Luna I kill will make me solid for a month and then be a ghost again. It's a never-ending cycle.” Santana chuckled, “I can easily kill whoever I want, but Luna’s blood is much purer and stronger.”

“Which yes, Auntie Sarael got a wolf when she and Uncle John marked each other, meeting the right conditions. But she can only shift on new and full moons. Her wolf is called Nova, and she’s really nice.” Isis explained. I didn’t think a human could get a wolf. “I see. Well, at least you have it if you need it, and you found Mother’s talisman. As for why I’m here. Given you’re even asking, they haven’t told you.” Khalid frowned.

cried Price. “Language!” Amy and I chided him at the same time. Isaac faced me with an incredulous frown. “C’mon.” I produced my phone, where I had downloaded Trisha’s SLS app, and looked up at the couch. “May I, ma’am?” “Show him,” the phone app replied, giving the Haunters a good start. “Thank you.” I opened the app and let Isaac see my screen. The sticks showed Ann sitting on the couch, with Edward and Joseph standing behind her like soldiers.