Pokkle Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

He bent down and picked it up. “Guys, we found the key to the next level.” The lights in the room lit up. Ansh who was living in a delusional world thinking that the girl who was clinging to her was Shama was shocked to see that it was Chandrika. He gulped as he knew that Shama must be very angry with him. He quickly shook off Chandrika and looked towards Shama who was looking at him with a deathly glare as she punched her hands into the tree making it fall down.

A male voice, that I didn’t know, asked. Looking up, I saw a male player, standing a few feet away. His character was a vampire, but he was wearing the armor of a Hunter. Hunters in this game were players that found pleasure in attacking other players for their gold pieces and items. Granted, only common items could be looted.

A hunter like me really wants to find out information about werewolves to report to the organization. The room is quite soundproof; I put my ear to the door but only heard intermittent sounds that made me not understand what they were saying. I was highly uncomfortable, changing many positions to hear better as if it was useless. Then, the room suddenly fell silent. I had a bad feeling and ran back some distance from the room. At this moment, the room’s door suddenly opened, and four men came out of the room. I only know two of them, Jack and Dante. Jack saw me, pointed at me, and yelled, “What are you doing here? What are you plotting?”

He starts to head off to his room but I get in his line of sight and stop him first. “Kade! What the hell happened to you? Why are you so grumpy?” “Huh?” he asks, finally registering that it’s me in front of him. “Oh, sorry. Nothing happened, I’m not grumpy. Saw the rogue, but there was already a hunter on him and they took him down before he crossed over. That’s it, end of story,” he says shortly. “Really? And it was the same spot that the human was found at, right?”

Zelena. Tobias took off and tackled the closest hunter, sinking his teeth deep into the hunter’s side. With a vigorous shake of his head, the body of the hunter tore in half. I turned my focus back to Gunner. He was clearly a skilled and strong fighter, even in his human form. But there were still too many hunters. I flung my arm at the closest one to him, sending the hunter flying back towards the wall of a cabin. The next two I lifted high into the sky and pulled them back down to the ground at impossible speed. I quickly remembered the traps around the village. I sent two hunters flying toward the giant hole filled with spikes. Another one I pushed into the line of fire from a flame throw

Ronan asked. The man flinched, just slightly, but it was enough. I saw it in his eyes—the moment he knew we’d caught on. I bent down, grabbing his hand and turning it to the side, exposing the faint mark etched into his skin. My growl rumbled in my throat. "He's a hunter." "Fuck," he hissed, the rope snapping as his claws swiped through the air where I’d just been. He bolted, but he wasn’t fast enough.

Blake sat at his desk, staring intently at the hunter standing in front of him. The hunter's face was stoic, but Blake could sense the unease radiating from him. "What did you find?" Blake asked, his voice low and serious. "It's not a werewolf, sir," the hunter replied. "The creature looked exactly like Megan, even though we know she's dead." Blake's eyes widened at the mention of Megan's name. He had thought that he had taken care of her for good, but apparently, he was wrong.

And unlike the first two, he didn’t have any weapons. NAME: Unknown AGE: 5,000,000 HEALTH POINTS: 170,000,000/170,000,000 RACE: Heavenly Pistol Shrimp BLOODLINE: PureHeavenly Pistol Shrimp BLOODLINE RANK: Level 14 LEVEL: Ascension (Level 95.00) POWER LEVEL: 810,150,000,000 WIELDER TYPE: Battle Beast SPECIALTY: Cunning; Agility; Strength GLOWS: Pistol Punch; Claw Raze; Pistol Burst

"When you’re mated to two brothers and one is a bloody vampire and the other a werewolf, then come back and ask me the same question" Pinky paused the series we were watching. The two of us had started binge-watching a Korean series in the early hours of the morning. "I think the reason why Hunter didn't tell you was that he suspected you'd react the same way you're reacting right now," "No, Pinky. He knew I was his mate before Zion showed up in town. So, it has nothing to do with me reacting this way because I got 'blessed' with two mates" I told her using sarcasm to end it.

The Hunter shrieked, its humanoid form flickering, core unstable, energy surging unpredictably. We pressed forward, every strike coordinated, every movement a dance of survival and fury. My wolf surged, claws ripping, teeth sinking, energy spiraling outward in a living weapon. The Hunter’s core pulsed violently, splitting into multiple fragments, each one more powerful than before. It’s adapting faster than we can fight! Azrael shouted. We focused on the largest fragment, the core. Energy surged, claws striking, bond flaring. Each hit caused sparks to erupt, sending debris flying. The forest trembled under the sheer force.