Kurta Hunter X Hunter 소설 & 이야기

They’d joined the Seafall hunters when their search for a Knucker, a shape shifting water spirit, had brought them to our coastal town. They’d been disappointed to discover that none of us had seen the Knucker they were looking for; until Archer, a tall, willowy woman with skin so white that she looked pearlescent, had pointed out that, as Knuckers were shape shifters, any one of us could have encountered it and let it pass us by.

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

I get that they want to keep me safe, but have they ever heard of overkill? “Yes Luna. The men are all standing by at the training ground.” Hunter answers so formally, it’s going to take some getting used to. For the first time since this morning I notice Christian’s aura, and Hunter has one too. His is pearly white, with wisps of pale blue filtering in from the edges.

Hunter rose slightly from his crouch and went down a few steps to the landing, paused. Without looking back or giving any sort of signal he turned the corner and disappeared from view. Khalia forced herself to follow at a distance, the weight of the gun still a foreign sensation in her hands. Her left foot had just landed on the bottom step when Hunter yelled out. “Khalia, get down!”

Xandra climbed the steps to the first floor and looked for her three companions. Because of their sheer size and the proportions of their shoulders, they weren't difficult to find. Her hunter stature clearly set her apart from the other club-goers, and Christian's light-blond hair and his cinematic appearance usually attracted a large number of admirers.

“You cast and lavish me with names that curse me, names not to my liking, names that somehow give you cause. But if this is to be between me and this Dahnawa Danatlihi, then his acknowledgement is the only thing of consequence.” Imperceptibly, the lips of the warrior shaped themselves into a slight smile. “I acknowledge you, young rider,” he said. “I am Hunter.” “I am Hotuaekhaashtait.” (Cheynne: tall bull). “What is between you and I that we must meet as we do?” Hotuaekhaashtait surrendered his smile and replaced it with grim purpose and resolve. “Your life.” A slow burning smile, anticipatory, revelatory, spread across Hunter’s face. “My life will not be easy for the taking,”

Charles and Max was one of the hunters that was called. Mr. Ambrose introduced the hunters one by one to Seolurrie. Seolurrie noticed that Hunter Charles and Hunter Max wasn't the only ones familiar. Hunter Kate was also in there, but a girl caught Seolurrie's attention when she hugged the arms of Hunter Max as she was introduced by Mr. Ambrose. "This is Hunter Alexa Smith. She is a fighter type like you, Miss Seolurrie. She is one of the best first grade hunters in our country."

Her eyes scan the ground to where the baseball bat lies between the two of them. "Oh, I don't need a weapon. Rather, I enjoy getting my hands dirty." Hunter declares, flexing his arm as he cracks his knuckles, making the tattoo of the scythe or a Grimm Reaper's blade twist on his arm in a menacing manner. The woman takes one look at the tattoo before gulping. Hunter takes a challenging step towards her, forcing her to take a step backward. The woman stumbles once more, petrified, as tears begin to slip from her eyes.

Hunter 45: A Sudden Twist Third Person’s Point of View The incident in Alpha Hade’s office, where the future Luna Sabrina had displayed her authority, had sent a ripple of shock and awe through the pack. Those who had been nearby or inside the packhouse had felt her power, her presence a tangible force that had left them in awe. However, the majority assumed the power from Dana Thurman, the woman who was self-proclaimed to be the future Luna. This misconception fueled gossip and speculation, spreading like wildfire throughout the pack, and creating a buzz within the pack.