Hunterxhunter Manga Novels & Stories

His mind was blank for a second. Later on, he found himself licking her blood and slowly biting between the neck and the shoulder of the hunter. Little by little his teeth are pressing on her skin. But before he completely bite her, he was back to his sense. He was stunned for a few seconds. His hand starts trembling while looking at his face of Accalia. He wanted more, he wanted to bite her, and he wanted to mark the hunter. But when he remember the face of her mother, he feel guilty about what he was doing. Instead of biting the hunter, he bites his arm until fresh blood flows in it.

You get your mate and it changes your life. This book will merge with book 1. Hunter and Hannah's journey is in book 3. Will take place when he gets home and wakes up. Look for Book 3 to the series August 1st

D Fox The story Nathan talks about when he explains his tattoos is Sakura Gari (The Hunt for Cherry Blossoms) by the brilliant Yuu Watase. He was the character I was most hesitant about when writing, just because Nathan is the ‘misunderstood’ one; the one even I couldn’t always understand.

INTRODUCTION My name is Kacela. I am twenty-one years old, and I am a werewolf hunter. And I have a secret. I am a werewolf. I was raised in a family of werewolf hunters. My father, mother and older brother are all werewolf hunters, and I made my first kill when I was twelve years old. I am trained in weaponry and hand to hand combat as well as other skills that I use in the field, like tracking. I’m also exceptionally good at finding werewolves who don’t want to be found using a variety of techniques, but mostly common sense and computer skills. It’s a family business and it keeps us well employed and financially stable. We move around a lot because of it.

Blake sat at his desk, staring intently at the hunter standing in front of him. The hunter's face was stoic, but Blake could sense the unease radiating from him. "What did you find?" Blake asked, his voice low and serious. "It's not a werewolf, sir," the hunter replied. "The creature looked exactly like Megan, even though we know she's dead." Blake's eyes widened at the mention of Megan's name. He had thought that he had taken care of her for good, but apparently, he was wrong.

Hunter's POV The battle was getting out of hand. Time and time again, we were being attacked by warlocks who would shapeshift into different creatures. They were stronger than I had anticipated, but I managed to tell the difference between Warlock and Santiago. Just as I thought we were done for, Santiago shifted back to a minotaur again, charging toward me. "Hunter, watch out!" Alarick yells, holding his hand out. "Not today, asshole!" I hear Axel suddenly come into view. He charges behind the minotaur, jumping into the air, grabbing the monster by the horns, and pulling him down.

Hunter prowled over to Armando who was trying to sit up but was having a hard time. "P-pigeon," Armando called her and she flinched. Hunter grabbed his hair and jerked him to his feet. "Dagger," Hunter sneered and Lennox tossed a dagger his way which he grabbed with ease. Hunter forcefully made Armando lean over the pile of two dead wolves. His eyes widened when he noticed what Hunter was about to do. He began to struggle but Lennox and Luca grabbed his arms and forced his face down. He screamed as Hunter plunged the dagger into his ass and yanked it out before thrusting it back inside, the blade ripped his insides and blood oozed out while he screamed in agony.

is my best friend, my brother, a very sexy brother, that I may or may not have had very dirty dreams about. Every Huntress is paired with a male guardian from the bloodlines. They are our anchor, our only genuine connection to our humanity. “The council want to see you, debrief you on the shi*show that used to be a Mall.” “It’s not like we blew it up, is it? And the explosion covered up the attack, right? So they should be happy.” The current head elder is my grandfather. Not that he carries any interest in me other than as a Huntress. He is a di*k, and I find it very hard to remain loyal to him and his a**hole council. “Okay, let’s get this over with. I am not getting any younger.” Chuckli

Hunter whispered, too shocked to even growl, looking down her body to see how, in addition to the blood, the knees of her jeans were filthy with mud, as if she had knelt on the ground so she could split someone in half and being painted red in that “What the fuck did you do…?” “Wait, Hunter…” Felix appears running after Corinne, looking calmer than Hunter expected, in front of that scene “I would never have imagined that one day I would say that about a tiger, especially about this girl, but… It's not what it seems.” “Isn’t that what it looks like?” Hunter glanced between the two, his Alpha instinct causing his voice to grow rougher and his fangs to stretch “She's covered in someone else's b

He was so close, within her grasp, but Maradona was fading, her strength draining with every breath. The woman dropped the sword, the metal clanging against the ground, and ran, her sobs lost in the chaos. A deafening howl tore through the air, and Hunter burst into the clearing, his massive wolf form a blur of rage. He leaped at Kasamaan, tackling him to the ground, his jaws snapping as he tore into the creature’s arm, ripping it clean off. Kasamaan staggered, his face twisting with shock—he hadn’t expected Hunter, hadn’t planned for this.But Maradona’s eyes widened, horror flashing across her face as she saw Hunter there, in the heart of the battle. “No,” she whispered, her voice barely au