Pokemon Hunter Novels & Stories

From whom, if the father died? - Hmm, even so... I don't know your relationship with your father, but that's not about that now. The thing is, you're being hunted. She stared at him in shock. - Who needs me? - To be more precise, they are not hunting for you, but for an artifact. - Artifact? - in excitement, I raised my hand to grab the cross hidden in my bosom, but caught myself in time and straightened my hair under Maxim's attentive gaze.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

Heir-Hunters were Crown weapons bred for one purpose only, to find and kill any pup born outside the bloodline rules and right now his entire focus was locked on my stomach. He lunged straight at me and the last thing I saw was Kael roaring my name as the monster closed the distance.

He aims and pulls the trigger. *************************************************************

“Personal Assistant huh… how should I call it again?“ Speaking the name of that thing “Wai!“ Boof [Hewoo, I am your personal assistant. Wai, how may I help you?] A small creature that looks similar to a Halloween ghost for kids show up. But… the features looks just like the panda. Weird.. it also have black volt horn and tails. But the face looks exactly like what a panda is. “Wai.. Where am I? Why am I here?“ [You currently have a total of 80 harto. Each question would deduct five of it. Would you still want to ask that two questions? Yes or No] Weird… it makes me feel like I really seen this somewhere before. A memory flash in my mind. How can I forget about this? IKINOBIRU I then remember

(Luth Alantar) “Well….it’;s only logic, Your forces were weaken…but you still need to eat…hence you send out your hunters..naturally…..but at the same time…the monster instead has started to gain power thanks to your hunters constant defeats…your hunters…become their stable foods and ways to increased their powers…Monster are like us too…they fights and if they won and survived they got stronger as well…but compared to us…when they did…their growth are more faster than us…”.

I looked around to see Inkopolis Nova empty. I look up to see a Pokemon land and I felt it’s power immediately. “Great Uncle what is that?” Susie asked with scared tone “that’s Arceus, a mythical pokemon from the Sinnoh region. Modern Day Hokkaido. According to the Pokemon Handbook that I’m holding right now… Arceus is the one that created Pokemon as a whole. It’s a pure Normal type with it’s ability multitype. This mythical Alpha Pokemon can’t be trifled with” I said. “What do you not be trifled with Arnold?” Huntrex asked. “Legendary Pokemon, Mythical Pokemon, Paradox Pokemon & Ultra Beasts are Pokemon shrouded with a lot of info. Legendary Pokemon are powerful pokemon from legends and myt

: 1 HP. :40 Exp. :(60/200) Stats Strength :7 Agility. :5 Endurance. :7 Stamina. :5 Mutation control level : 1 Mutation energy. :(100/100) Mod energy. :(100/100) Family No. : 0 Credits : 1,00,400 Condition. : poor eyesight Build. : thin Combat Strength :24 Skills learned. : None

He was so close, within her grasp, but Maradona was fading, her strength draining with every breath. The woman dropped the sword, the metal clanging against the ground, and ran, her sobs lost in the chaos. A deafening howl tore through the air, and Hunter burst into the clearing, his massive wolf form a blur of rage. He leaped at Kasamaan, tackling him to the ground, his jaws snapping as he tore into the creature’s arm, ripping it clean off. Kasamaan staggered, his face twisting with shock—he hadn’t expected Hunter, hadn’t planned for this.But Maradona’s eyes widened, horror flashing across her face as she saw Hunter there, in the heart of the battle. “No,” she whispered, her voice barely au