Hunterxhunter Zodiac Signs Novels & Stories

Taking a deep breath, she waited for him to continue. “The hunter’s moon prophecy is commonly believed to be a prophecy of the gods. But the dragons have a stake in it, too, and his name is Rodyn.”

I didn't know he cared about Bambie. “Who cares if he hunts, as long as the animals die in a quick humane way, it shouldn't matter.” They all laughed and I even heard Damien fumble with his piano key, causing a strained sound to echo into the room. Logan walked towards me with no expression on his face to hint at what he was feeling. My knees feel like jelly but I know he wouldn't hurt me but still, my fingers dig into my arm for an ounce of comfort. “These hunters aren't searching for animals, princess. They hunt for me, Kingston, Damien and now Kate. Zack hunts vampires, torture them by trying to find ways to kill them.” His eyes dilated, showing just how serious he is.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

Lukas was done when two people spoke “ I don't agree with her being our Luna” they said in unison “ What your reason” I can see he is trying to control his anger “She’s human.” They spoke in unison and people began t o murmur. “She’s a hunter.” “She’s weak.”

The symbol in the middle was also 2 pieces running vertically with a curve at the top on both sides, representing a skull almost. This, encased within the jagged circle, represented The Vampire and The Hunter. What a fitting mark.

The mark is hidden under my tattoos. The words struck like lightning, jolting me upright. Was it them? My breath quickened as pieces began to click into place. I knew enough about marks to know the truth—when a wolf marks their prey, the hunt always starts on a full moon. And last night had been the full moon. Which meant— “Silas is alive,” I whispered, my voice breaking on the words. I had four weeks. Four weeks until the next full moon. I ran my hands through my hair, my jaw clenching hard.

My focus glued to this stranger and my heart beating through my chest with the sensation I’m being chased, stalked, or hunted. He's exactly as the visions showed. Perfect as a man, with good looks, and sculpted physique, a presence that screams dominant alpha male. He’s muscular and tall, covered in black Aztec tattoos which are there for all to see as he once again turns towards us. The large blazing sun sign of the hunter on his left peck, right where I hoped it wouldn’t be and it seals his fate. The symbol has not changed in hundreds of years, and even though this is a tattoo and not burned, carved cruelly on the skin of the hunter, it’s still exactly as it’s always been.

The violence in Elail was a large driving factor behind the modification of the regulations. So, thus, The Hunt was born. It was aptly named as every alpha over the age of 18 without a mate was invited to participate each June in a Hunt to find their omega mate. Omegas were not given a choice, if they were not mated and were over the age of 18 they were required to present themselves as an eligible mate to the council each June and in turn, participate in the Hunt until they were 'caught'. Most omegas only participated in one Hunt, but some went two or three years before finding their mate. A few very unlucky omegas went as many as six years before a mate was negotiated for them, a man not f

The piece that she will put under the bishop. “Well, let us see what I can get from you.” She draws a sinister smile and looks at her prey’s profile. Setting her eyes on the words that will be her key to dragging her prey into the hole where she wanted him to be. “Sagittarius.” The Greek Zodiac name took her interest immediately. The Zodiac that she neither likes nor hated. The sign that is the easiest one to be fooled from the rest of them. “Well, I guess I’ll be hitting a jackpot with this one.”

Zack has black hair covering his forehead and icy blue eyes. Zack is a hunter. Hunters are like the police for supernaturals. If we step out of the line, it is their job to bring us to the authorities for punishments. He is the kind of guy who can shoot anyone without any hesitation but ever since he met Sarah he changed. He still goes by the book but he owes me a big favor.