Menchi Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

The hunters froze for only a moment, but that was all we needed. We attack now. I lunged first, sinking my fangs into the nearest hunter’s throat. Blood sprayed into the air. His body hit the ground before he could scream. Bryan leapt over me, crushing another hunter under his paws, tearing into his chest. Hardin spun midair, claws slicing through a third hunter’s neck. The air filled with growls, the clash of metal, and screams. “Don’t let them surround us!” I shouted through the mind link.

Trent's voice carried a hint of concern as he shared the news. "Hunter encountered a school of whites and other dangerous creatures in a frenzy. He's currently pinned down, waiting for an opportunity to find a safer path," Trent informed them, his voice laced with a mixture of urgency and caution. Joe couldn't help but be amazed by Trent's connection with Hunter, their scout who was venturing ahead of them. It was as if they shared a telepathic link, allowing them to communicate even at a distance. Tritan's curiosity mirrored Joe's, prompting him to seek clarification.

I screamed, breaking cover and running toward them. I found them in a small clearing. The Hunter was lying on his back. He was dressed in grey tactical camouflage, his face covered by a sleek, full-face mask with glowing green lenses. A high-tech compound bow lay in the dirt nearby. Ashren was straddling him, his good hand clamped around the Hunter’s throat, his other hand raised, claws extended, ready to rip the mask off. "Give me one reason not to open your jugular," Ashren snarled.

I would have done more but those jerks attacked me and I was forced to fight for some time and leave him alone. Carter and London just look at each other. "How many hunters were here, sweetie?" Landon asks his daughter. "I don't know. It was their leader, someone called Michele Manganiello, and maybe another ten hunters that were submitted to him." "Manganiello?" Carter asks in shock. "Do you know him?" James asks coming closer to Meredith to search if she is alright. "He is not a regular hunter, and he is a human with a special diet if I can say it this way."

Even Rio and Emma stop kissing, looking down the path to see the offender. Like a shadow in the night, he appears. Hunter. Clad in his leather biker gear, a sinister smile curls his lips. “Hunter!?” Rio snarls, facing our rebellious stepbrother. “You didn't care to invite me to the party, eh? That's wrong, brother.” He sneers, advancing forward. Tbc.

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

“I hurt all over.” Jackson snorted, and the tension in the room snapped. Archer raised a sleek eyebrow, her pearlescent skin glowing softly even under the stark lights. “There’s another hunter in the area? That none of us knew about?” “Not a hunter, not exactly,” I said quickly, eager to brush past the topic of Cyrus and move on. “He’s – eager to learn.” “Like Sie?” Mera asked, rocking back on her heels and almost crashing into one of Torre’s glass cases. Torre’s head snapped towards her, her expression sour.

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

Damned! A sudden burst of anger made me slam my hand on the table. The loud noise made Serena even more scared. Her body trembled. I yelled, "Get out!" "Yes... yes..." Serena immediately rushed out and closed the door. Maybe Ryan also knew I was mad, so he didn't dare to moan. I opened the file cabinet, searching for the file about the hunters. Humans and werewolves are constantly quietly gathering information from each other. To obtain useful information, each side has to pay a hefty price.

Hunter's POV The battle was getting out of hand. Time and time again, we were being attacked by warlocks who would shapeshift into different creatures. They were stronger than I had anticipated, but I managed to tell the difference between Warlock and Santiago. Just as I thought we were done for, Santiago shifted back to a minotaur again, charging toward me. "Hunter, watch out!" Alarick yells, holding his hand out. "Not today, asshole!" I hear Axel suddenly come into view. He charges behind the minotaur, jumping into the air, grabbing the monster by the horns, and pulling him down.