Menchi Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

“For me to be able to control someone who was not my bride, they would need to drink my blood as well, and you say you are a vampire hunter.” “Shut it Dagon.” “Oh, I am touched, I think that is the first time you have said my name.” I could just picture his condescending grin. He was quiet for a few minutes, then added, “Silent treatment again, huh?” I got up and grabbed a cup and filled it with mead, and sat down by the fire, ignoring him.

Covering up the hole with some moss, she dusted off her dress and hurried home, her thoughts of the Hunters exposing her long gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "They're here! The Hunters have arrived!" The cries of the young boys ran through the whole village, many men and women coming out to see the sight. Liam riding in front, followed by nine other men, all on horseback. On the back of Liam's horse was the dead carcass of a mountain lion, and his quiver held an unusual number of arrows. Instead of the standard twelve like the rest of the men in his party, it held 15, two from the archer who had shot the beast earlier, as well as the arrow aimed to warn him.

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

Chapter 154 Heartbreaking *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader’s discretion is advised. Thank you. *** Hunter raised his hand into the air – stopping Dustin who was tailing him from behind. The sound of the crickets was the only thing that they could hear around. After talking to Elder Morrigan and asking Butler Henry about his plan – he immediately went to the place where Hector went before he went missing.

The life of a hunter is cruel and short…there was never any room for kindness. Taking a deep breath, I launch into the attack. My kicks and punches coming so quickly, I catch a moment of surprise in his eyes and I feel a trill of excitement. Today, ol’ man. I am going to win today. I press forward as he scrambles to block each attack I throw at him; barely holding his ground. He moves away from me and I smile in triumph as I swing with my right fist. His eyes narrow and he dips below my swing, his own punches landing right in the middle of my stomach. I gasp at the pain ballooning through my body as his leg sweeps under my feet and I land hard on my back.

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.

Rage pierced through the careful armor I built around my emotions, seeing them together. As if I were nothing! Hunter suddenly stopped and stared toward our group entering, frowning as his green eyes landed on me. Hunter suddenly began to approach us, dragging Sandy with him. I avoided eye contact as I fought to keep my heartbeat down. “Well, well, well. The Scarred Rogue Alpha in the flesh,” Hunter chuckles softly with amusement. His mask was dark with little silver crescent moons. “Yes,” Jaxon dryly said. “And you are?” Jaxon knew exactly who Hunter was. But he also wanted to make a dig at Hunter’s expense.

Hunter 7: The Hunt Begin I double-checked my belongings to ensure that I had everything I needed in my backpack. My backpack contains very little; I just have a few clothing and other items that I believe are essential to bring. Particularly my gun. I intend to return soon after speaking with Elina Forsythe, and then I will finally learn what I need to hear from Grandpa. I don’t know what I might learn from them yet, therefore I don’t have any plans as of now.

Hunter chose not to enter, making sure not to lose anything important locked away in his own mind. The memories he held—fragile as they were—needed to stay intact until this nightmare was over. As Jade worked her magic, carefully erasing the painful memories from the townsfolk’s minds, the Sheriff stood by the fire with Hunter, his face marked with concern. His thoughts drifted to Luna, and he turned toward Hunter, who sat by the campfire near the edge of the woods. The fire crackled, casting flickering shadows across Hunter's face as he poked at the flames with a stick, clearly frustrated.

Finally, with one last desperate attempt to break free, the brute collapsed, lifeless. Hunter stepped off the brute’s back, his breathing heavy but controlled. He kicked the body aside, sending it sprawling to the ground. Then, he turned his gaze to Giovanni’s group. For a moment, Giovanni froze, his smirk fading as he caught sight of Hunter’s face. His eyes had changed—now glowing with a striking golden hue, tinged with emerald, burning with fury. Despite the punishment he had endured earlier, Hunter stood tall, his presence commanding and unbroken.