Hunter X Hunter Tv Tropes Novels & Stories

Hunter's POV I was already late for class and Dr Peter was a no nonsense man when it came to keeping time. I walked briskly to my car and zoomed off as soon as I turned on the ignition, not bothering myself with warming the car. I was actually placed on probation from driving after that particular run in with the cops but breaking the law was an expertise of Hunter; an unwanted expertise. I thought I would've had trauma driving after what happened to my dad but such a feeling didn't suffice; I wonder why movies always portrayed characters with trauma after unlikable incidents, like how Sung Jun in 'She Was Pretty' couldn't drive under the rain after the traumatic accident of his mother.

Caroline remembered Colton killing supernatural creatures with his sword and beheading their head into two pieces. He had tattoos all over his body, not that he made it out of fashion. It was because he was chosen to be a hunter. A lot of humans train to be a hunter, but not everyone is chosen. At the same time, the chosen hunters had their own disadvantages. They always have the urge to kill vampires, werewolves, or other creatures. Because the more they kill, the stronger they become.

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

A male voice, that I didn’t know, asked. Looking up, I saw a male player, standing a few feet away. His character was a vampire, but he was wearing the armor of a Hunter. Hunters in this game were players that found pleasure in attacking other players for their gold pieces and items. Granted, only common items could be looted.

I reply. "Hey, dirtbag, what the fuck are you doing?" Hunter yells while pointing at Arlo. "Hunter, what the hell? He and I are just chatting. Can you relax," I insist while trying to calm Hunter down? Hunter's protective instincts have kicked in, and he's turned into a male lion with the goal of killing anyone who touches his prize, which I know is me. "You aren't supposed to talk to strangers," Hunter reminds me. Sometimes Hunter feels more like a Model Perfect bodyguard than a boyfriend. He always reminds me of the rules and that talking to people I don't know is wrong.

“She's mine too, shut the trap and attend to those idiots who are claiming to have Evelyn's blood and connecting it to the Altar blood poison if you don't give them half of these Kingdom!” Fuck!! I slammed the wall and cursed at Draven's words before ruffling my hair in frustration. For the first time in my life, I'm showing weakness, I'm showing a vulnerable side to my men and it wasn't supposed to be so. The hunters were another deadly descendants of the Vampire that existed in our world, they were cursed and castigated because of their traits and hunt on any living thing that existed. Not only were there dangerous to any traits , they were powerful. Thier sense of smell, method of feeding

He again tried calling out to her, alas, she was gone. As Travis saw to her leaving, he collapsed to the floor the moment he saw from his perspective that she could no longer see him. "Huh! Huh! Huh!" He panted severely. He then opened the sash by his side and brought out a cannister, of the exact male that contained what Higgins earlier injected to weaken his wolf. "Blood bane! I'm running out of it." He said. "I need that Talisman." He added. Blood bane had the exact effect of wolf bane but this was to Vampires.

Cain was as wary of the new scent as he was. “Do you know why they train you to become an asshole, killing people who haven’t done anything to you?” he continued. “I bet they never teach you what a wolf can do to you. One snap of my jaws and all your training would be for nothing.” The kid remained silent. His hazel eyes spat so much hatred that talking was a waste of time. Besides, Hunters were born that way. The instinct to hunt them was as natural as breathing. But this Hunter wasn’t as strong as the ones he fought at the hotel. He was a young version of what he’d always known Hunters to be. There couldn’t have been a new breed born while they weren’t watching; it would have been widespre

Abruptly his hands got twisted at an odd angle and he tried to fight the invisible force but failed. The guy was thrown in the air and the next thing his back hit the tree, his bones twisting painfully as that dead body fell on the floor. Hunter stumbled wincing in pain as one of the f*ckers was able to claw at his back taking advantage of his distraction. It could be Agatha, he thought. Hunter killed the f*cker who was on top of him and that was when his eyes fell on the flicker of caramel skin behind the trees far away from him.

Nodding at him. " Trust me Hunter. I know something that no one else does. Now that you told me everything....things just got clearer." " What....what do you mean?" " You were asking me how will we defeat the Translupines right?" " I am going to get your answers." Hunter looks at me in confusion. Not understanding anything. While for me? Everything was crystal clear now. " The Translupines are only afraid of one thing.....the light." . . . " And I am going to get you the light."