Hunterxhunter Ships Novels & Stories

“Yeah, just trust me. I already know this world for a long time, and it is your mother’s creation anyway so let me remind you that she won’t create something that can hurt you.” “But I couldn’t stop thinking about the black hole…” As The8 was about to hush her, Asphalt and Code Nine jumped in as soon as the systematic door opened. Waggling their tails, they came forward with a news that made the other two halt, “The8, Xiao, the ship is under attack!”

Then, he could inform these bounty hunter groups, so they would know when and where David would arrive in the Royal Region. However, there was one more thing David could not figure out. Even if Burke’s father listed him as a wanted criminal in the empire, was he worth so many bounty hunters coming to catch him? There were tens of thousands of ships and four precious and rare Galaxy Warships. Not to mention there were at least dozens of the Milky Way Battleships. Furthermore, there were millions of people in these countless battleships. How much would it cost to deploy so many resources? How much was a common wanted criminal like him worth?

His discarded body had washed up on the shores of a massive island housing several packs of werewolves, one of which belonged to the Nefario legacy. The Nefario pack, an empire of sorts, had gained enough reverence to become the namesake of a pack in its honor. Located in the eastern Himalayas of Aracord, a distant continent dominated by werewolf packs known for their frequent interpack raids, the Nefario pack was where Higgins found himself. The hunter was not dead, but his fate seemed even worse, as he was trapped on an island that once provided him love but had taken it away, along with any reason to stay.

with his bloodied arm, testament to a wolf sharpshooter who had almost ended him before a cannon shot from Grey Thunder had blown him into the water. "High Marshall, reports from the ships: 6 ships sunk, 4 ships currently taking in water with the crews engaged in heavy fighting with the werewolf borders so repairs are totally out of question, 5 other ships are currently battling it out with the Werekult boats; we've been able to sink 5 of theirs so far with 2 of their ships critically damaged,

Now I know other Hunters used their artificial intelligence to drive their cars too, so she must be wide eyed at my specific car. I did drive a Bugatti Chiron Noire, there were only 20 made in the entire world. This one was made specifically for me. I won't even tell you what I paid for it. I just smiled at the girl and hopped into my car. Jarvis already knew where we were going, so I sat back and enjoyed the ride. My mind kept going back to Damien and the newfound information I had uncovered. I still couldn't believe he owned Edge Enterprises. So this means he knows I'm a Hunter? Or does he really know where his products go when they are bought?

Hunter barged inside the old abandoned factory. He wasn't alone. Three of his men were with him. Hunter has come along with Aurora and Draken saying he won't let them go alone as security should be tight because of Alonso. To his surprise, none of them said anything, and also Aurora didn't ask for Silvia to come along with her.

The future of the Adio hunters is looking bright indeed. And not just here. Sameer and Muhsin are taking the guild to a new level staying on par with my new values. Hunters are being trained to investigate deeper into situations before assuming the supernatural being is the problem. It’s opening so many new doors.

"Then let's show them what happens when the prey starts hunting back." ​On the horizon, the lights of a hundred bounty-hunter ships began to rise, their sensors locked onto the amber glow of the Vane pack.

“There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.” Damn it! I threw down the reports that I was looking over. He was right. I hated dealing with the hunters and their society. They were cowards, hiding behind stolen magic of witches they’d hunted down in the past. If it wasn’t for the need for peace, I would have happily moved toward wiping them out. As alpha of the strongest pack in North America, I knew that I could unite our packs and rid our continent of them if I really wanted to. But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters?

he'd called it, though Jack suspected simple curiosity. "Visual contact," Marcus announced. Jack looked up and saw it. The scout ship was beautiful—a sleek vessel of silver and blue, organic curves suggesting it had been grown rather than built. But it was clearly damaged. Portions of its hull flickered with unstable energy, and a trail of debris marked its descent path. Behind it, still distant but closing fast, three dark shapes pursued. The Vanguard hunters. "Aria-7, this is Jack Miller," he broadcast on the Origin Heart's frequency. "We're here to help. Can you match our position?"