Kurta Hunter X Hunter 소설 & 이야기

Aurora hesitated and looked at him with wide eyes and hunter came closer to her and said with dark expression "i don't like to repeat myself" Aurora got intimidated by him and pick the towel from the slab, she started to wipe his muscular chest, Aurora felt unease and her breath become unsteady. As her fingers brushed against his nipples, Hunter grunted and grabbed her wrist, his touch firm. "Wipe my chest from your tongue," he ordered, his voice vibrating with authority. Aurora eyes widened and she stammered "What.......How can i?" Hunter grabbed her by her arm and pull her closely to him and smirked "Use your tongue sweetheat and make sure to not to wet your panties"

The hunter behind her tried to stab her on the neck. Knox sped towards them and grabbed the hunter's arm in the meantime. He twisted the arm and pulled it behind the hunter's back. The hunter lost the grip on his sword.Knox caught it in mid air. He turned the hunter by his arm,lifting the sword and sliced his face .Blood gushed out of his face.The hunter covered his face in pain.Knox pushed the hunter backward .The hunter used the opportunity and pulled a dagger and stabbed Knox right below the heart. The hunter thought it would kill Knox but as Knox pulled the dagger out without any sign of pain in his expression all the hopes of the hunter shattered.The wound healed in the blink of an eye.

The male hunter looked conflicted as he glanced from the hunter in my arms to the portal that was steadily closing behind him, the gateway shrinking with each passing second. His expression was one of pain as he stared at Allison, his face a portrait of anguish. "I'll be back for you, Al. I promise." With those parting words, he dived for the portal, somehow making it to the other side before it shut with a shimmer of fading magic. I heard the hunter heave a sigh of what I assumed was relief, but a loud roar soon buried the sound, reverberating through the trees. Dante, looking ever so furious, turned his attention to the hunter and me, now that the witch was gone. There was no hint of recog

“What did you do to Hunter then?” “I knocked him out before we left to track your wolf. I stuck a knife in his chest. He wasn’t supposed to wake up until I removed the knife myself but the curse is stronger than I thought.” “Curse?” “Yeah… Hunter is the creature that you cut. Not the one who attacked me.” My jaw dropped and the ringing sound returned for a split second. “Are you sure?” “That’s why I let them get away, Summer.” “It makes no sense!” “He won’t tell me how it happened.”

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

“Oh, that’s where you used to live? In the tunnel under Quaker Hall? Let’s see where they settle you now. You’ve been away for seven years. Maybe somebody took up your old room and you get a better one.” We walked out and I heard Kujo growl when we found Brandon holding the backseat door open for him. He also held their SLS cam, and I saw his eyes widen, down on the screen, and then jump at me to look up all the way to the porch roof. “Man, he’s huge,” he muttered, going back to his Haunter Supreme poised attitude in a heartbeat and nodding to the pickup truck. “C’mon, hope in.” “Go,” I whispered.

Akira’s POV I knocked softly on Hunter’s door. My hand was soft on the door but I was feeling my heart race faster like it was on a marathon. When the door swung open, I was instantly taken aback. Hunter stood there, shirtless, wearing only loose pajamas trouser. My breath caught in my throat, and my heart skipped—not from fear this time, but from how striking he looked. His chest, strong and defined, gleamed in the low light.

A strong, slender, ruthless Luna like Chloe was what the pack demanded—not a fat servant who only wasted space and supplies. The violent creak of the door flying open made me step back on pure instinct. Hunter appeared in the doorway wearing nothing but his black combat trousers. His muscular, tanned torso was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and his blue eyes, which had once looked at me with the warmth of childhood, were now clouded with superiority and disgust. Behind him, Chloe emerged with a feline stride, wearing one of Hunter’s silk shirts that barely covered her slender thighs, looking at me with a sadistic smile of pure triumph.

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

The camera man was rolling his camera. The person tending to Mr. Hamuumbu was dragged from behind finding himself in the flowers. Everyone turned their heads in Mr. Hamuumbu’s direction, Kate too. She smiled seeing Hunter in an all-black suit kneeling down before Mr. Hamuumbu. “This is your time to come clean,” Hunter whispered in his ears. Mr. Hamuumbu didn’t move. Hunter removed a knife from his pocket. Everyone watched in awe. Hunter then stabbed Mr. Hamuumbu in the thigh making him scream insults at Hunter.