Naruto Is A Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

All the guards pull their bows and arrows. They point them at me. They are going to fire silver arrows at me. They are going to kill me. But Hunter holds up a hand to stop them. I halt. The whole world stops. "I always knew you were destined to be a luna," Hunter says. Then I turn and run. I don't stop. I can't stop. I run out of my pack grounds, knowing I will never return. I run as far and as fast as I can. I run into the forest.

My eyes landed on a sight that filled me with pride and lust. Gunner’s knees wrapped around the hunter’s head as he gracefully threw his body through the air, landing in a crouching position. My eyes snapped to the hunter in front of him, pointing his gun at Gunner's face. I felt my skin burst into flames of rage and my heart exploded inside me, I lifted off the ground ready to unleash hell on these monsters. I reached for the hunter with my power, lifting him into the air. I tensed and turned my fingers, compacting his body in on itself. I let his broken and twisted body fall to the ground in front of Gunner. He turned to look at me and our eyes connected for a moment, his eyes flickered wi

Hunter hovered over me, his large frame caging me in. “We’ll use your legs and hands to help us release the proof they’re waiting for,” he whispered. “I’ll make a small cut on your inner thigh to fake the bleeding.” My throat tightened, but I nodded anyway. I have no choice. Hunter shifted back and spread my legs wider. My breath caught in my chest. The way he looked between my thighs sent a ripple of heat and nervous tension down my spine. His gaze was dark, predatory, like a wolf studying its prey.

Emma's POV "You won't get away with this!" Hunter yelled time and time again. "His highness will have your head for your betrayal." "He's very talkative," Norton commented beside me. "You sure I can’t just kill him?" he whipped out his claws as if to convince me to change my mind. I rolled my eyes and pushed his arm away, "No. We need him. How many times do I have to explain that?" I headed towards Hunter who had his hands bound in a tight rope and was being pulled along like a slave by one of Norton's men.

“What do you mean no leaving the room? No talking back? And I have to kneel when you say so too?” He scoffed in disbelief. “Who the fuck do you think you are to come up with all this? You can not just decide that my life belongs to you when I never asked you for any of this.” He drew in a sharp breath. “I never asked to be hunted. I never asked to be bought bought you! Or rescued like you think you did!” I turned around. He was still talking. The words he was forming tumbled out of his mouth between broken breaths as the tears that ran down both sides of his face just dripped off his chin and onto his shirt—the same shirt I had set out and left for him that morning.

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.

he chuckled. One of them had short blond hair, while the other one had a long, distinctive scar down his right cheek. “That’s not creepy,” I spat. They chuckled. “It’s not wrong for friends to check up on other friends.” “How did you find me?” My voice cracked. The blonde one barked out a laugh. “I’m a Hunter. It’s in my blood to find wolves. You wouldn’t know that because you’re only half.” I swallowed in response. Crap.

[Vanessa] Hunter moves through the crowd with the practiced skill of someone who has been in combat zones–he sees a target and he approaches it with speed and stealth. He is no longer seems to care that much about our mission, or about whether or not Cherry is waiting in the back in a maid’s uniform–he has one thing on his mind, and it isn’t espionage.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

Nax threw his arm over my shoulders “You should eat first, forget about him….for now." “Why, what happened? You guys didn't do anything to him did you? He doesn't have a hand in this." “We didn't do anything to him. He is in Crest." Vinx told me. *** YODA “It will rain Soon." Hunter said behind me. " How do you know?." “I can smell it." “That is a very weird thing to say, what kind of a name is Hunter?." “What kind of a name is Yoda " “That seems fair."