Hunter X Hunter Wing Novels & Stories

Akira: Come if you dare, i too need releasing some of my steam Hana: Don’t regret it. After saying that her body start changing, there’s a wing unfurled on her back. A pair of jet black raven wing appear. Her body too change to be more tempting to other gender. A sexy Falllen Angel appear in front of me. In her world. She is daughter of the leader of Fallen Angel. Fallen Angel on her world aren’t an Angel that fallen from his grace. But a Race.

Benjamin staggered to his sides, his limbs trembled and his breathing labored as his whole body seize up, he let out a low growl. Emily held Sydney with her freed hand, her talons digging into his flesh. He howled in pain as the flames sizzled his wrist, and he yanked his hand away. She seized the opportunity, summoning dark energies and flinging them at Sydney. The force of the blast knocked him off, sending him crashing into the shelf behind him. Books, papers, and knick-knacks went flying as he tumbled to the floor. Her wings burst from her back, as dark and glistening as midnight. She wrapped them protectively around Chris, shielding him as they plummeted from the window. The air rushed

A little girl with blue wings is sleeping soundly in her nest. "Please, can someone hear me?" Hana said politely. But only her voice echoed; no one answered her. More and more time passed, but the girl was still asleep. Hana's expression was a little rushed, if not quickly, afraid that she wouldn't be able to lose it in time. Worn burst into flames in Hana's arms, and from the aperture outside, Worn quickly flew inside, burning the entire girl's bedroom. Hana waited nervously outside but didn't see anyone show up after a while. Hana looked inside the hollow, and despite the phoenix fire slowly spreading to her place, the girl kept her eyes closed. Until Worn almost reached the girl's blue wi

She’s the second mole, manipulated, broken. “Lysa!” I roar, shifting fully, lunar light and primal fury erupting. My wings blaze, claws slashing as I meet the wraiths, their tendrils tearing at my aura. Maddox’s shadows bind one, but a wraith’s claw rakes his chest, blood spraying, his grunt of pain raw. Cassia’s flames surge, burning a wraith to ash, but her wound slows her, her aura fading. Renn throws his relic, its light staggering a wraith, but there are too many.

He smelled them before he came upon them. Clustered, marbled scents packed together. He could parse some scents from the herd but not all. Hunter used his remaining ki to give the mirage substance and texture as he had before and sent it forth like a bird on wing. Only this bird’s wings grew and swelled, and with each flap the light in the corridors retreated. Even Hunter was blinded by this casting, but he smelt their perspiration, heard rustling cloth, felt hot breath.

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

“You see that launch? Precision strike. That was tactical.” “She’s a war general,” Amaya chimed in, eyes gleaming. “Tactical and fabulous. Look at her, she’s not even winded.” “She has the heart of a lion,” Xenia added solemnly, crouching down to scratch Spitfire under the chin like she hadn’t just gone full feline assassin in defense of our dignity.

I could feel the powerful slash of the hunter's sword on my wings. The black bone wings that had not yet fully grown were cut off. The pieces fell to the floor and melted into dust. My body felt like there was an electric shock due to being injured by the demon hunter's sword. Blood was smeared on my back where the wings had been attached. The rest of the wing bone retracted into the flesh on my back. I looked up while grinning. "This pain..." I remember Isaac Knox saying, 'You must live and achieve your goals.'

Then I drop the launcher, taking out several hunters and some creatures as it crushes them and I swing the harpoon to the side, impaling some flying creature that was coming in to attack me. There is a gaping hole in my wing, making it hard to fly and even harder to stay level. But Kenna flew after her mother when she had a hole in her wing. If she can do it, I can do it. And I’ll be damned if I’m letting these hunters get the best of me. Just as I see another harpoon launcher being pushed out to the river, I hear Kenna roaring that she’s on her way. She gets there just in time to burn the launcher and the hunters manning it to ash. Her fire is the same as Tana’s, hot and deadly.

Azian stalked towards Legion, his eyes a blazing fury of heated gold, his golden wings vertical as they trailed behind him, a wicked smirk forming on his lips as Legion watched his claw mark heal in a second like it was nothing. It was then he wondered what it was Azian was. Winged men don't heal that fast, and they don't have metal golden wings. He growled as Azian approached, Xeric completely taking over as his eyes turned pitch black his Lycan emerging. Azian lunged at him grabbing him, or it, it was a dog to him by the neck, lifting it up, his eyes a shimmering fury, a hunt that wouldn't end till blood was drawn. He flapped his wings and in a second they were up more than sixty feet into