Killua Hunter Hunter Novels & Stories

Her eyes are glistening with excitement. His jaw clenched the moment her sweet smile show after Carson showed his thumbs up. She told us to dig in and that's what we did. Hunter's hungry. He needs energy and sleep. “Kuya Elias, Kuya Hunter,” she called. “C-Can I ask you a favor?” He badly wants to raise his brow but he remained calm and expressionless. What the fuck is ‘Kuya’ means? Was it an endearment? Elias's brows furrowed. “What is it?”

An honor to be selected as a future hunter that will protect the land from the miasma, darkness, demons, shadows and ghouls that are present within the boundary. “Kyle?” He whispers, reminding of Kyle from the badge that Tucker showed him. A name that once more puzzled Tucker, but he immediately realizes and pointed that the person the innocent child just name is one of the hunters that he will be learning from. “Is he one of the trainers, the hunters that will train me?” His curious eyes that sparkling with joy and anticipation, but was rejected by the innocent child’s reply. “No.” “I see.” “Kyle is not a trainer, but he isn’t also a hunter yet.” The innocent child explains.

Nicole shot him a glance and replied, "The Holder family is well-known among the Hunters." Lloyd was taken aback. "You're... a Hunter?" 'The Hunters, were something of a guild for hackers!' he thought. 'Only professionals could crack the URL to enter the website and create an account! Nicole's a Hunter?' "I'm Lucifer." Nicole swirled her glass of wine, her eyes wild. Lloyd suddenly trembled as his eyes began darting. "You're... Lucifer?!"

he straightened up, glaring down at me through the tip of his nose. That very same nose cracked when my knuckles collided with it. He stumbled a step back, palm pressed on his bleeding nose. Hunter, standing two feet away from his cousin, pulled out his gun, cocking it. Klaus’ voice calling his name halted him before he could aim the gun at me. Hunter glanced at his boss, who shook his head. “Let her through,” Klaus said. Kai glared at me as I skirted past him. Hunter flinched when I plucked the pea-size patch from the collar of his leather jacket, his brows creasing. “What the fuck is that?” he asked, his frown deepening.

The Hunter Organization. A mysterious entity that Mr. Aikens, Mane’s teacher back at the Wielder Academy, had refused to speak on. Although they had built and nurtured Wielder Academies all over the planet of Zandor, very little was known about those who were the true backbone of this institution. All that the commonfolk knew was that it was comprised of individuals called hunters who farmed and killed dangerous creatures and sold them to wealthy merchants for processing. There were rumours that they were also in charge of protecting the world, but when Zandor had been invaded, they disappeared. This made people realize that it was this was a baseless rumour.

The witches picked me to be the one who would be able to bring down the werewolf prince, and that is my job and the reason I'm here. I had been taught by Lake Huran since I was a child in all combat skills as well as how to murder and assassinate a werewolf specifically for this job. I had also participated in conflicts between werewolves and vampires, and was dubbed "The Alpha Slayer" by my fellow werewolves since I was responsible for the deaths of hundreds of werewolf Alphas, who were notoriously tough to kill. So I was a werewolf hunter trained by a Vampire princess, and I was on a mission to assassinate the werewolf prince.

The human hunters were camped in an abandoned warehouse, and they were surrounded by weapons and equipment. "We need to be careful," Kael said. The alliance members nodded, their weapons drawn. Kael stepped forward, his hands raised in a gesture of peace. "We come in peace." The human hunters turned to face him, their weapons raised. "Who are you?" one of them asked. "I am Kael, alpha of the Silver Moon Pack," Kael said. "We are supernatural beings, and we want to talk." The human hunters looked at each other, their expressions skeptical.

The moment his eyes met mine, I knew whatever he had discovered wasn't something minor. "Dr. Kuntz." "Detective." He looked at me for a moment before glancing around the corridor. "Come with me." I followed him into my office and closed the door behind us. "What happened?" I asked immediately. Hale didn't answer at first, he walked toward the window, folded his arms across his chest and took a deep breath. Then he turned around. "We found Adrian Keller." My heart jumped. "You found him?" Hale's expression didn't change. "Yes." Relief rushed through me for half a second, then I noticed his eyes, there was no relief in them, only something dark. "What happened to him?" He stared at me. "Karma.

The other hunters laughed, a harsh and ugly sound that echoed off the trees. Kael moved faster than Lyra could track, and he was among the hunters before they even knew he had left her side. His staff swung in a wide arc and caught the first hunter across the temple, dropping the man to the ground unconscious. His fist connected with the second hunter's throat in a blow that sent him choking to his knees. The remaining five hunters scrambled backward, their faces twisted with shock.

Heir-Hunters were Crown weapons bred for one purpose only, to find and kill any pup born outside the bloodline rules and right now his entire focus was locked on my stomach. He lunged straight at me and the last thing I saw was Kael roaring my name as the monster closed the distance.