Hunterxhunter Manga Novels & Stories

Hello and Happy Summer to Everyone!! The sequel to "The Hunt" is called "The Dragon's Treasure" and it is being posted one chapter at a time on the web app here on Good Novel! (The first chapter will post this afternoon - June 14, 2022) You won't be able to find the book on the mobile version for a few months yet (it has to go through approval and I don't want to make it pay to read quite yet as I work through the story development and editing phases).

Will heard the commotion before he was close enough to see and by the pungent scent of iron in the air, he knew he was running head-on into a bloodbath. The first sight that met his eyes was a hunter on the back of a brown wolf and a silver rope wrapped around its neck, by the looks of it, she was quickly losing consciousness. Will didn’t blink when he sprang from the ground and knocked the hunter off, the sound of bones shattering when his weight came down on the man only made him thirsty for blood.

I chugged it and held it out as she poured another. “That bad, huh?” Thana asked with a grin. “You have no idea.” “How dare you leave me with this asshole, you will pay for this!” Prince Dagon yelled into my head. I bit my tongue as a slash appeared across my chest and healed seconds later. “Your damn right I’ll pay for it.” I thought. I downed the drink again as Thana again filled the horn. “What the hell?” Sáta asked, looking at me, “what was that?”

says Hector. “Sure, I can show you a few places to hunt. Follow me. I will show you how a real hunter hunts,” says Xavier. They all go outside. Xavier turns into a wolf with a black fur coat and huge blue eyes. He races off towards the forest. The two vampires heel him. Hector was giving many things from Jack before he left. He plans to use a drug he was given. They follow Xavier until they are deep in the woods. “There is always something in this area. You just have to sit and wait.”

Her eyes scan the ground to where the baseball bat lies between the two of them. "Oh, I don't need a weapon. Rather, I enjoy getting my hands dirty." Hunter declares, flexing his arm as he cracks his knuckles, making the tattoo of the scythe or a Grimm Reaper's blade twist on his arm in a menacing manner. The woman takes one look at the tattoo before gulping. Hunter takes a challenging step towards her, forcing her to take a step backward. The woman stumbles once more, petrified, as tears begin to slip from her eyes.

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.

Anna Harris Hunter is a mafia! He isn't just in it, he runs one of the most infamous mafia organization. He told me about it so calmly like it was a piece article on environmental issues in a newspaper. I had spent the whole afternoon and most of the evening thinking about the shit that have been running around me. My Dad, my ex-boyfriend and Hunter, they're all a part of this swamp, a nightmarish thought for me.

He then added, “I think Hades’ suggestion is great. I’ll take care of your wife as well! What do you say, Hades?” He turned around to Hades with a mischievous grin. Hades cackled. “Of course, but first come first served…” Bang! A loud bang stopped Hades’ words abruptly. Hunter was sent flying to the wall and crashed on it like a pie. He slid off the wall like a pile of lifeless meat. The other suspects and criminals went over to help Hunter. Hunter was bleeding profusely and his eyes went blank. His face rapidly turned pale. One of the criminals put his finger under Hunter’s nose and was shocked.

I pointed out, getting on the bike while I waited for her to join me. She got on the bike and her smaller hands found their way around my waist, gripping tightly. Was that the loud sound of my heartbeat speeding up? What was this craving coursing through me? Get a fucking grip Hunter. “You know I’m curious, Hunter. Why are you helping me? Your kind has been murdered endlessly by wolves and vampires and yet here you are, risking your life for me,” She whispered. I blew out a wisp of breath out of my lips as I started the engine, navigating on the deserted main road.

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