Hunter X Hunter Satotz Novels & Stories

“Come along, let’s go.” “Ace?” “Let’s talk later tonight over beer,” she cut in. Guiding the kids away, they disappeared out of sight after a few strides down the halls. Exhaling, I dug my hand into the pocket of my hoodie and walked away. How exhausting. True to her words, we met at the bar downtown. After a day of running around to investigating on the Satyr Transport System, I deserved a chilled beer. It was exactly as the satyr said. Two to three satyrs are dispatched to pick up children in certain regions. Only few make it bad with the witching kids and sometimes, none. Weirdly, the opposing side killing satyrs and witches is not a werewolf. They were not able to identify the perpetrato

Not sure why but I'm scared of Zero so I don't even fight Storm. But standing behind Storm, I see a very muscular back, with a tattoo covering every inch of it with the words ‘The Satan Sniper’s Motorcycle Club’ branded below and around the tattoo. The sight before me makes me a little nervous. How is it that I failed to notice he was so strong? “I need to talk to the homeless bitch.”

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.

Yes, like a rabbit animal. “Mmmm, Calista, you need to own up to your actions. This house has certain rules you have to follow. If you weren't someone we were keeping to obtain something important to us, we would have gouged your eyes out for watching.” Santino’s voice drops to a serious tone and I shiver. In a way, I find him more dangerous than his brother, especially the fact that he always seems to calm his nerves down as if he is worried any moment he will explode and wreak havoc

Aaron chuckled while aligning his broken bones with audible cracks, his contempt was evident in his blood-red eyes. “I did what a soulmate should do in that particular situation, Zuriel. And now, I didn’t even know that Eve was promoted to the rank of a criminal waiting for death penalty. For your information, Hunter Harold has left on his own, he is in the hunter’s pack with Eve. How could you be so dumb to think about imprisoning a hunter? They are worse than Satan, Zuriel. Because of nature’s extra favors, no supernatural creature can defeat them.

As soon as it loosened its grip, I shoved it off me as hard as I could, then scrambled back before it could regain its composure. A hand grasped my arm and for half a second, I fought it with all my power thinking it was another Eater. I allowed the hand to help me up and gave Tom a grateful look as I settled on my shaky legs. I turned back to the Soul Eater and saw that it was starting to stand up again. Before I could do anything to incapacitate it, a gun came into view and the next thing I knew Tom stopped the creature with a shot to the head. I whirled around to him and gave him an angry look that darkened when I caught the look of glee on his face. "We don't kill them!" I shouted at him

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

The soul eater sits on the floor, covered in blood and something else that I don't recognize until I open the door further and step in. Looking down, I see a disemboweled baby torn to shreds. It's in so many pieces that I can't even tell for sure what it is, except for the baby bottle half buried in the blood and intestines. Suddenly, the smell hits me and I have to bend over as I lose my supper. Sandwich spraying everywhere, even on the soul eater. She looks up at me and smiles while holding an arm bone and then begins gnawing on it.

If we fail then Satan will be strong in the future. All shadows came running toward me, I asked my inner self, "Are you guys ready?" Both Kath and Neer replied, "We were". I shifted into my big snow-white wolf form and began to kill shadows using the silver strands in my fur. Many died, and many stumbled back but there are many so I let Neer take over, I transformed into my half-wolf self, which is so creepy and animalistic, and dangerous. I was so big like fifteen feet in height and raw. I began to kill all shadows using my shiny claws and dreadful fangs. I killed many more but they were not decreasing in numbers. I was tired, not only me but also Kath and Neer were tired too. I want to put

His heir would again die, but this time even before he was born. "I will leave it in your hands, I will go with the males to hunt," he walks up to his female, but looks toward his daughter again. "If you try to do anything, I will gather all the wolves and kill everyone in the hunter's village." Sasha can hear the truth behind his words, and it makes her heart even tighter. Kratos gives his mate a kiss on the forehead and leaves the torture room. Kathe walks to the table and puts on her gloves, picks up the key and approaches Sasha; carefully, so as not to hurt her further, she opens and removes the collar from her neck. Kathe tries to carry Sasha, but she does not allow her mother's touch h