Novel & Cerita Hunter X Hunter X Reader

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

Connie smiled and filled me with hope by saying: “Th… that’s ri… right, Da… Damy, sh… she’s worth it. If y… you n… need to crawl, do wh… what y… you ha… have to do, man.” Almost two in the morning and I can’t sleep, apparently someone else is up too. When I get to the living room, Hunter is sitting on the couch reading one of the sugary romances he loves so much. Go figure my brother! The guy is like a war tank and is in love with erotic novels, flowers and chick flicks. He looks at me from up his glasses and he sinks the knife without pity.

God, please let it be really really wrong. Alex gulped, slowly turning his head to see his world crash before his eyes. Hunter and Xavier both stood there as if they weren’t yards away just seconds ago. Alex didn’t know what to be more frightful of, Hunter who was much taller than Xavier, and was staring Alex down, or Xavier who Luca had confirmed further, can kill with a glare. Alex had gone completely mute, his mouth as dry as he wished his palms would be. He took his eyes from Hunter, over to Xavier who also had his eyes on him, keeping that oh so cold look.

I roll, kick, and slash, fighting off the werewolves that come at me anew from every side. I roll to my feet and twist to the right, slashing another werewolf across the face. He jumps back, howling in pain, blood pouring from his cheek. I turn to face all of them, slashing with my claws, screaming as loud as I can. But now they can see the darkness in my eyes. The death. And none dare come close. One by one, they all retreat. As the blood pulses in my veins, I feel strong, fast, powerful. I slowly come back to my senses. I am covered in blood. Warm, running over my paws. I lick some of it off my fur. It tastes like metal, like rust. It makes me feel strong, like nothing can hurt me.

I opened it and came face to face with the last person I really wanted to see. “Good afternoon, Your Highness… I was…” Princess Xana stops speaking and steps back with fear in her eyes as Hunter pushes forward and growls low, making my chest vibrate at the same time Cole releases some of his Royal aura. I scan my eyes up and down her body, noticing that once again she is wearing practically nothing, which is unbecoming for a Princess even in a Shifter Kingdom. Hunter then takes the few steps that separated us, wrapping my hand around her throat and pulling her to me as Cole hisses in her face.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

345 (I forgot to add the TRIGGER Warning in the previous chap. Some readers may find this chapter disturbing. Readers discretion advised!) Claire's back went rigid. Hunter's left side of the shirt was gruesomely drenched with blood, which she knew was his own; his face was gray from concrete dust and he was holding a girl who was all red. Her frock was in tatters, her blonde hair was a dirty red. Hunter looked down to her face and his eyes widened.

“ Yes I’m half Hunter but my mother was a werewolf of Beta descent. Her blood is what makes me one of you.” Some of the previously aggressive looking people visibly relaxed. But about some looked angrier. The man who had originally spoke up said, “Your mother betrayed her people to marry a god damn murderer???? A hybrid with Hunter blood can be nothing but evil. As far as I am concerned you should have never been born. Don’t worry though I’ll rectify the situation.”

Why had they stopped? A figure walked from the center of the hunters, a red cloak blowing behind it. Something glinted in the moonlight as it approached. Whoever it was, was small and petite. A gust of wind ripped the hood from its head and pale hair spilled out. "The Huntress," Rashida hissed, the venom in her voice causing the pack to wince. "No mercy, whatever it takes. We will wipe them from this place. Now!" She howled a blood-curdling shriek. The pack joined, their voices intertwining to create one eerie low that echoed through the night.

I said. "You think?" He asked dubiously. "Then why would he come here?" I asked. "Why do you think so?" He scoffed. Totally pissed, I asked. "What have you done now?" "Why don't we find out." He answered. Hunter nudged me towards the door where Xaden was sighted, already dismounting Shadow. He watched me closely as he made his way towards me. As soon as he got close, I felt a small wind across my face. As soon as that happened, my body suddenly became so tight it felt like I was about to burst in twos. I struggled to steady myself as I felt a hand crept close to my neck. My fingers itched to wrap my fingers around my neck. But I didn't want to lose composure before Xaden.