Novel & Cerita Hxh Gourmet Hunters

Huhu! ***

I’d almost forgotten about Gravelly Point, but I could clearly scent why it had once been my favorite territory. “I used to prowl here all the time as a pup,” Harrison said, echoing my thoughts as he cut the engine. “Let’s go claim a patch of earth. I’ve brought a pelt to sit on, some smoked meats and sharp cheeses, and a box of dark nectar-sweets.” I was taken aback, my heart thumping against my ribs. “You prepared a forest feast?” He shrugged and slipped out of the transport, waiting until I’d joined him on the grass to speak again. “A small offering, yes. I thought your wolf would appreciate it. I know you hunger for your snacks.”

I said to Damien. “What was what?” He replied. I recognized that sound, it was a compound silencer. A tool The Academy gave us. It was specifically ingrained not to be able to be picked up by a Vampires super sensitive hearing. A lot of Hunters used them, I even had before.

The man mumbled with a hoarse voice, bringing his head down and looking sideways to continue making his list — something he was doing before she showed up. "El Depredador, Sobek Special, Double Clutch sniper guns, El Rubi and Ciervo Macho shutguns as well. I'm hoping you'd have the aforementioned here tonight." She gruffed, dropping a cheque on the table before him. He lifted up his head slowly to take a closer look at her as she drew near to him with those words coming out from a young teenager's lips.

He doesn't really show his feelings on the outside, but is still very protective and caring. We live in a large village near the southern climate states. Our village is called La Freccia d'Oro. It means the golden arrow. La Freccia d'Oro is the largest village of hunters in the United States, and the third largest in the world. Hunters are mortal beings with a few peak human physical abilities: strength, agility, speed, reflexes, accuracy, and endurance. Due to their gifts, hunters are sent to a private academy instead of a normal school. The private academy is called L'Accademia dei Cacciatori, or The Hunters Academy, and it is used for hunters to learn how to properly put their gifts to us

Akiko announced, and Zen blinked. “Who is Felix?” Sasha cringed. “Felix “Hunter” Martin. He created his own famiglia and rose the ranks quickly, catching the Godfather’s eye to attend this academy. You should have seen him before. He is a big guy with gorilla muscles, bright beach blond hair and a scar over his right eye.” “The Hunter is Guild Carnage’s vice guild leader. He’s also in Johan’s primary party together with a lady named Oritha “Amazonian” Silva. They’re strong. All three of them belong to Class B,” Liu Feng supplied.

“And I will never accept it.” Something stabs deep in my chest, sharper than I expect. I cover it with a scoff. “Join the club. I’ll even get us matching jackets.. Team Hatred.” His eyes flash, a storm raging there, but before either of us can say something we’ll regret or, worse, something true, a branch snaps nearby. We spin in unison, instincts sharpening. The scent hits me first: acrid, metallic. Hunters. Of course. Because what’s better than a midnight bond spat? Throw in some humans with UV rounds. Perfect.

Two hours ago:- Hunter’s POV:- “Apart from these photos, there are these documents that prove Hunter being H.E. These are the license papers for lab equipment Hunter imported from France. You can read yourself that the name of the owner written in bold is none other than Hunter Brown. The only difference is he has used his full name, that is, Hunter Edward Brown. And in the last his signature; again — H.E.” Viaan’s voice boomed in my living hall, tearing the eerie silence I had here.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

Tables were packed with plates and cutlery, meats and roasted vegetables, greens and desserts. They were laden with flowers spread among the dishes, decorations gracing the tables. The festival was a show of immense wealth meant to impress the shifters present. The food seemed endless, and staff continued to refill the dishes as they ran low. A constant stream of replenishment streamed from the kitchens to the grounds where the feast was set up. The tables of food were standing throughout the courtyard in the back of the castle. More tables stood in the fields beyond, benches attached for the participants to eat after their day of travel. All of the tribes had arrived and were mingling throu