Hunter X Hunter Satotz Novels & Stories

But I figured it was curiosity probably mixed with mockery and perhaps glee I was sure they would have plenty to say the minute they arrived back at home. "Matteo." Alessandro's voice close to my ears pulled my attention back to him. I glanced at him. "Yes?" I asked, brows raised. He gestured with his eyes. Mine followed his. They landed on a man in his fifties with a broad smile sitting on his face. My eyes narrowed. "This is Marco Santini,"Alessandro began to introduce, "my business partner."

He was holding a crossbow—and a shotgun. I tried to suppress the fear clawing at my insides, but it was useless. My gaze flicked to Silas. He was already watching me. “Silas,” Orin said, his voice disturbingly calm, a twisted grin stretching across his face, “there’s no going back this time. You walk out of here free if you kill the boy." He took another step, the grin widening, enjoying every second of this sick game. "Come on, boy. Kill the beast. Join me. Continue the family legacy—hunt."

I explained and he sighed. "Callum come here". Zee patted the seat next to him. Callum scooted over there. "When Zol captured you we had no other option but to change you. It was Steph, well it had to be Steph. Zol just triggered him. Look at these holes. It’s where Stephen bit you. It’s similar to Blaze but these mere holes soon turn into spots. But the bond mark by Blaze will be prominent as the sun. It’s like an arc carved on your skin. A permanent tattoo.

“Of course. Atlas, you can have me since Hunter here wants to play games. How about we give him a taste of his fucking pill?” ---

Giving small whimpers and yelping to warn her to slow down the small pup glanced back at me and her eyes widened in horror. Turning my head back I lowered myself as my hackles raised at the red-eyed asshole balancing himself on a tree branch above us. “Why isn't he giving off a scent?!” I questioned Stormy. “He is a highborn bloodsucker and that is one of his gifts,” she snarled bitterly as I backed up blocking Sasha. Seeing the glint of metal and then hearing the cock of the gun he held I blocked Sasha. Feeling static electricity growing in the atmosphere I quickly turned to see Sasha glowing completely and shook my head at her right before she burst into a bright supernova knocking me back

I scoffed, swinging the curved blade separating her head from her shoulders. As her head rolled across the roof, the candles went out. I watched her head as it stopped just at the roof’s edge. “I’m really sick of people forgetting I’m here and a trained hunter.” I huffed, spitting on her body before removing my talisman. “You’re welcome, by the way. Now let’s burn this witch and return to my sister.” I suggested walking to grab her head. For once, there wasn’t any argument or annoyance from Kurt. He shifted back to his human and walked to Noya’s corpse.

All three of them looked at me weirdly, probably thinking what business a cry baby had being there in the first place. I managed to say hello to them and introduce myself without my last name just to break the ice. In exchange, they did the same. One of the hunter's name was Akio. The next hunter's name was Miguel, and the third hunter's name was Danjuma; he asked me to call him Dan. There was no female in the house, and I figured it was because ruthless Ruth would not allow it. "I asked them to come so you could have sparring partners," Gavin said, and I smiled at the guys.

Unable to help myself, I breathed achingly, "Torin?" With his arms wrapped around the woman who had sidled up against him, Satan lowered his head; his lips captured the womans' in a kiss, lingering on them a few seconds. Finally, his hands running down the length of her back and moving onto her ass, he cupped her cheeks, giving them a quick squeeze. Afterward, pulling back a little, he looked in my direction. Gaze hard and eyes impenetrable, he murmured, "Satan, Kitten! My name's Satan."

His heart was racing as the steps were coming closer and closer then finally he saw someone he never thought could do this. "Surprise! Surprise! How was your nap doll face?" Satanika asked as she folded her hands. Satanika wore a back tank top with a black sweater on top, black miniskirt with black net stockings and black sneakers. She packed her hair pony with a part of her hair sticking out in the front and added black and purple streak ribbons to her hair. "You! You're the killer?" He asked as his eyes widened. Satanika took the chair that is facing him and laid on it.