Sedokan Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

While bleeding to death from different heavy injuries, the crescent moon scar of the Primordial burnt slightly beneath her skin and glowed dull dark red. The outside view of Sector 85 appeared as a huge vehicle garage, but inside it had an underground operational basement with special forces. They were called the ‘Hunters’. Their mission was to hunt down the werewolves and kill every last one of them. Their hatred for werewolves was way over the top. The five SUVs that entered the city a day before were an escort for the leader of the branch who was ordered to lead the mission after the news of the recent incident that occurred.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

I murmured to him as we touched our foreheads together, our breath as loud as our hearts beating for each other, “I will wait for you here. Come back to me.” “Yes, yes, love. I will come back, I promise you,” Hunter breathed and then planted a kiss on my lips, “I am hard to kill and you know that.” The word ‘kill’ was like a red alarm in my head that I started to tremble in fear. Hunter’s face was full of ache as he wrapped me in his arms, trying to steady me with his warmth. “I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have said that.” He apologized and kissed my forehead several times until I calmed down, “Just stay here. I will win this war for you and our future, love.”

Akiko announced, and Zen blinked. “Who is Felix?” Sasha cringed. “Felix “Hunter” Martin. He created his own famiglia and rose the ranks quickly, catching the Godfather’s eye to attend this academy. You should have seen him before. He is a big guy with gorilla muscles, bright beach blond hair and a scar over his right eye.” “The Hunter is Guild Carnage’s vice guild leader. He’s also in Johan’s primary party together with a lady named Oritha “Amazonian” Silva. They’re strong. All three of them belong to Class B,” Liu Feng supplied.

Silvia tensed when Hunter walked through her towards the bed where her future self lay. Hunter crawled over to her as she smiled shyly and Hunter peppered kisses on her belly slowly making his way up. He was kissing her sweetly while mumbling how much he loves her and her future self was beaming with happiness. Hunter had a scar on his eyebrow. Silvia jerked back to reality. Her eyes went wide as saucers. She had a vision in which she and Hunter were together. How was that possible?

Hunter 11: Traveling to Seeria Town “Shhh… it’s okay. It’s alright. Everything’s fine. I won’t hurt you.” He said in a soothing tone that helped me calm. He smells great, and the warmth emanating from his body makes me feel nice and comfortable. The darkness prevents me from seeing his face, but I go with my gut when it tells me that I can trust this person. It’s strange, but when our bodies come into contact, I feel sparks everywhere. Thanks to this guy, I can feel myself slowly calming down.

They’re using moon magic to send it back and forth. One of them notices me watching. “You want to play?” he asks. I’m surprised by how friendly and welcoming his tone is. “That’s okay,” I say. “I don’t really know how.” “You’re the one Wilder brought back, right?” the guy says. I nod. “I’m Hax,” he says. “Milo.” “Good to meet you.” It’s like he doesn't even care that I’m a hybrid. Or maybe he doesn’t know. Maybe Wilder and the High Sorcerer aren’t spreading that part around just yet. It would make sense. I’d probably keep it quiet if I was in their position.

INTRODUCTION My name is Kacela. I am twenty-one years old, and I am a werewolf hunter. And I have a secret. I am a werewolf. I was raised in a family of werewolf hunters. My father, mother and older brother are all werewolf hunters, and I made my first kill when I was twelve years old. I am trained in weaponry and hand to hand combat as well as other skills that I use in the field, like tracking. I’m also exceptionally good at finding werewolves who don’t want to be found using a variety of techniques, but mostly common sense and computer skills. It’s a family business and it keeps us well employed and financially stable. We move around a lot because of it.

“I called you here today so that you can repay the amount of grief it has caused you over the years. It’s up to you to decide if you want to take this chance or not.” “I’m not strong…” “I’m well-aware. But that’s not the question I asked. Do you want to slay it?” asks Yasuhiro with a serious face. “Yes, in fact I want to murder it.” Says Akihiko with bloodlust. “Good. You’ve got what it takes to be a hunter. Now, let us move on with the training.” He says and gets up. Ayame asks them- “So~ am I supposed to tag along too?”

High cheekbones and a very very sexy lips with an equally straight nose. So freaking beautiful. My breath caught and my heart seemed to be not functioning properly. It kept stuttering, beating out of time. As he stepped in he completely ignored my presence. Three steps ahead, he turned and looked in my direction, who was beside the shop's door and the most cornered place beside the window. He turned and I could see the tattoo that ran up on the side of his face, like a carving of some kind, so beautiful. He surpassed the hot meter. He could be in a magazine, posing and the article will be titled, 'Dark angel spotted nearby.'