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TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

The house looked like a room for aiding the wounded. “They were attacked by the brown werewolves you’re saying,” Convel explained. “You are fighting your kind?” It is still new to me, I never heard werewolves fighting each other. “Aren’t your kind doing this too?” Alarick asked without looking at me, he is looking at the werewolves who look like patients being treated by healers. “Our tribe is full of hunters and we never had internal issues.” I proudly said as I am trying to figure out why they brought me here.

[Vanessa] Hunter moves through the crowd with the practiced skill of someone who has been in combat zones–he sees a target and he approaches it with speed and stealth. He is no longer seems to care that much about our mission, or about whether or not Cherry is waiting in the back in a maid’s uniform–he has one thing on his mind, and it isn’t espionage.

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.

Hunter heaved, momentarily tired from punching Tyler. He looked up at the ceiling before looking back at Tyler. The emotions swirling in her eyes made Claire sob. She covered her mouth to lock them in, to stay in the darkness and stop feeling overwhelmed. But somehow, to her dismay, his words deeply impact her. She felt a deep admiration for him even though she knew she should hate him for beating Tyler once again in his very own house like the way he was doing. Not to mention, from where Claire was seeing, Hunter looked every bit a predator. An air of terrifying charm clinging to him. Having that appearance of an intimidating mafia boss who wouldn't hesitate to kill, Hunter exuded power and

"I... Don't know! The wound on her head... Was very severe and... She said she couldn't remember anything... Not even her name, so... I thought she was telling the truth..." I smiled coldly in my heart. I don't believe she can lose her memory so quickly. She may be lying to find a way to escape "Is there anything more important?" I ask. "She has... Has a tattoo on her left waist... It's angel wings..." I was a bit startled. All werewolves know that an Angel organization specializes in training werewolf hunters in human territory. Each hunter has a tattoo of angel wings on his body. Even though hunters only hunted Rogues that illegally entered human territory, just thinking about those lowly

He seats himself on the chair in front of the table and the conversation starts. “We were actually hunting that yokai for some years now… You probably wouldn’t know the term ‘hunting’ here. Or do you?” “No. I do not.” “Okay. I’ll explain it in simple terms. There are three categories under which people or humans in general fall under… The cast, the off-cast and the hunters. Well, only if you’re out of your mind will you take the hunting route. My point being that the cast can interact with spirits, dead people, apparitions if they have not passed into the afterlife and they decide to stick around as a rumour. The off-cast are those idiots who can’t see these apparitions and they decide to us

To coerce them into giving up their own dog tags was beyond the pale! Xander was utterly unperturbed. In fact, he extended his palm wide-open expectantly. “Cut the outrage and give it to me already. As long as I stand, you and your people will never be crowned the best hunter anyway. Be smart, Mr. Otto. You know I’m only asking nicely instead of going for the straightforward route because I respect you. If you were anyone else, you wouldn’t have gotten this far. Xander had become the perfect embodiment of an arrogant, self-aggrandizing tyrant. It was obvious Hanson learned all of his worst traits from the best.

So once that Predator dies, that House would lose everything: their standing, their power, and their prestige. Mane found it strange that a Predator had such a useless son. Mane could feel the instability of Twain’s aura. It was highly unstable, suggesting that Twain didn’t have a good foundation, and it was highly likely that it was by taking the New Type Potion and other important drugs that he was able to become an Animal Hunter. Otherwise he would be completely useless. But Mane could feel that Twain’s actual combat ability was below Animal Hunters. He could probably only deal with Fighters based on how unstable his Outer Energy was, but any more than that and he wouldn’t be able to hand

"I wasn't joking before." I looked at her. "About what?" "That man...Gretonia." A cold breeze swept through the trees. "He really is hunting bloodlines." The humor vanished completely. "So tell me," I said quietly. "What exactly is a bloodline?" 🦊HOMURA🦊 For a moment, I simply stared at the hunter girl who claimed she wasn't a hunter. She looked genuinely confused. Wait is she not pretending? Isn't this a tactic for fishing for information?