Senritsu Hunter X Hunter Mga Nobela at Kwento

says Hunter in a gentle voice. “Tristan.”

Tommy immediately understood the flow of this strange conversation. "Listen, potato woman. In this organization, the entire Hunter is only thirty humans. And you're the 1456th who entered the organization. If only we didn't notice you as The Hunter in your coffee shop, sooner or later, you would be put into small pieces even though your bones can no longer be put together for an autopsy because of the devil's actions." Iris was silent with her mouth slightly open. She was a 1456th Hunter who entered the organization. A number that didn't matter to remember, and Iris immediately touched her forehead.

Either way it would definitely end up with her getting arrested. "Aren't you happy?" he asked. Happy? Was this guy serious? Why the fuck would she be happy? None of this made sense and it was messing with her head. She couldn't be his beloved. She just couldn't. Fate wouldn't be that cruel to her. Not that it would matter much when she drove the dagger into his heart, but still it was like an insult to her very existence. She was a vampire hunter, not a vampire fucking lover. "I take it that it's a no then," he said after a few moments of her intense silence, "I'm sure you will come around."

Hunter chuckled. He looked at Sienna, and his gaze was low and hungry. It was a look I had seen many times. If the fucking bastard didn't take his eyes off her, I would fucking kill him. "You must be the beautiful Sienna," Hunter said, his voice softer, and not with the usual grittiness. I could see that Sienna wasn't impressed, only frustrated. "Hunter Valor, nice to finally meet you," she replied straight faced. Hunter held out a hand but Sienna just looked at it.

This is the second part of the Trilogy, which focuses on Hunter. Who's Hunter? Hunter is the firstborn son of the infamous Beast, a hybrid of an Undead and a werewolf. The rightful heir of both the Pack and the Deads. But he doesn't want to take over the packs yet. He wants to meet his mate first. He has been watching his parents' relationship all his life and at the age of 25 he's desperately craving a mate of his own. He yearns for what his parents have.

he said, his voice low but steady, “I’ll keep her safe. I’ll hide her. No one will know.” Hunter’s eyes glistened, but he didn’t speak. He just nodded, his gaze locked on me, like he was memorizing every detail of my face. Another figure appeared, gliding out of the darkness like a shadow come to life. Seraphina. Her long silver hair shimmered in the torchlight, and her eyes, sharp and ancient, fixed on Hunter. “It’s done,” she said, her voice smooth but heavy with meaning. “Her powers are sealed. He won’t sense her. She’s hidden until she’s ready to be found.”

His mind was blank for a second. Later on, he found himself licking her blood and slowly biting between the neck and the shoulder of the hunter. Little by little his teeth are pressing on her skin. But before he completely bite her, he was back to his sense. He was stunned for a few seconds. His hand starts trembling while looking at his face of Accalia. He wanted more, he wanted to bite her, and he wanted to mark the hunter. But when he remember the face of her mother, he feel guilty about what he was doing. Instead of biting the hunter, he bites his arm until fresh blood flows in it.

As Alex continued to absorb Ruth’s pain, he noticed bullet holes in her hand. “Hunters…” he muttered, frowning, relief mingling with anger as he continued channeling the pain into himself. He gritted his teeth, feeling energy coursing through him and into her body. His gaze shifted to the crescent mark on her arm—it was glowing red, pulsating slowly.

the hunter yelled at his comrades. I saw some relief on Dad’s face when he realized me and my brother were presumably safe but it was short lived as he still needed to keep Sofia safe. While the hunters had their attention divided between the fight and what their friend told them I climbed to tree I had been hiding behind and pulled out my bow. I quickly lined up my first shot and managed to his the hunter to my dad’s left right through the throat causing the other hunters to panic and look around.

Hunter shuts his eyes and is determined to have a taste of my lips. But I spoke which made him stop and open his eyes. “He told me that there was a lady with big breasts and a huge butt talking to you and you entertained her well!” I abruptly said. His brows furrowed. “Selena?” “I-I don’t know who she is.” Hunter smirked. And sniffed my scent. “I smell… jealousy,” he teased. My fists turned into a ball. “I’m in no way jealous about—mmph!” With closed eyes, Hunter kissed me. And I found myself answering his kisses.