Shalnark Hunter X Hunter Death Novels & Stories

he declares with a sly grin. Without warning, he hurls the bullet back at the Hunters with deadly force. The air crackles as it rockets toward them, almost creating a spark. Before the Hunters can register the approaching projectile, it pierces through one of their throats, leaving a gaping hole. Blood gurgles from the Hunter's mouth as he crumples to the ground, his lifeless eyes staring up at the night sky.

Jonathan said at the breakfast table. "What? When did this happen again? Whatever happened was for the best. May God bless the person who caused this accident. That cunning bastard Xavier, he is dead, right? Why am I even bothering to ask this? A person who falls off a cliff can never be alive. He must be dead. It is good that he is dead. Now I don't have to pay their debts. He was tied around our necks like a fish hook. You have made me feel better early in this morning by telling me such good news," Hunter said cheerfully.

My heart leapt into my throat as I screamed his name, my voice lost in the chaos. But Xander didn’t need the warning. His wolf turned sharply, his ice-blue eyes locking onto the hunter as he lunged. The man managed to fire, the dart grazing Xander's flank, but it wasn’t enough to stop him. With a guttural snarl, Xander brought the man down, his jaws closing around the hunter's shoulder and rendering him unconscious.

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

I frowned, unsure of what he was doing. "I got a pulse!" He shouted, and just like that, everything changed. Hunter stopped what he was doing and jumped off the stage. I looked up in horror to see the lifeless body of Deathstroke spread out on the mat, blood oozing around him. I wasn't even sure if he was even alive or not. It was clear that Hunter, or rather the Reaper, didn't hold back. Unleashing his full anger on the man that nearly killed Sienna.

Xavier came as well, gesturing to their men to stand alert at the moment while contemplating the destructive sight. Zayne’s head snapped toward them, a predatory stare enough to make Kieran slow his steps, feeling the bloodlust emitting from him. The man who cared about business deals, flower arrangements, and date nights had been scrubbed away, replaced by the Hunter, a machine designed for nothing but termination. “It’s not over,” Zayne rasped in a low, infuriated tone, “It can never be over. I was foolish to think it would be.” “She’s not here,” Xavier added.

My sense of right and wrong and who I was died the day my pack did. “You didn’t hear?” Hunter drawled, a genuinely wicked smile playing on his lips. He’s an absolute perv, or at least he’s playing it well - Aksala growled. He will be one of the most satisfying kills - I replied, looking down so no one could see I was talking to my wolf. I was almost surprised by Hunter’s reaction. I thought he would be at least a bit remorseful. They were always closer and seemed to leave Nolan out entirely sometimes.

I whispered. ​"The Shadow," he corrected, his thumb tracing the pulse point in my neck with a clinical precision that made my skin crawl. "He’s using my medical knowledge. He’s using my hands to map out the perfect termination. He doesn't want to just kill you; he wants to harvest the jump energy so he can stay in this timeline forever." ​A heavy thud vibrated through the ceiling above us. The Board’s tactical team was using breaching charges. Silas wasn't playing the patient game anymore. He was coming to collect his "crop."

Uncle gary said in sad mood I wiped my face and stopped crying to understand what my uncle was saying. " Uncle, this is not funny. Werewolves don't exist. So how will they kill my father and even if they exist. What business does my father and werewolves have in common”. “ You are from the generation of Hunter's." I looked at him astonished. A lot was going through my mind “ This is the first time I am hearing of Hunter and now you are telling me I am from the generation of Hunter's. Please can you elaborate?” Still confused about what he is saying because my dad has never discussed this with me before he died.

“You know that is not fair. She could be saving us all from him. That includes your sorry ass.” A deep gray wolf with piercing amber eyes snarls at us as it approaches us around the corner of the building we are walking along the side of. Before quickly moving toward us. Hunter’s hand falls to his side quickly, pulling out the handgun sitting within his pocket, and shooting. He has been at the shooting range lately, I know that, and clearly his practice has benefited him, as the wolf falls to the floor before our feet with a whimper, blood spreading from the thick fur onto the sidewalk at our feet.