Shalnark Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

Well shit. I was not expecting all that. The Hunter just verbally spilled his guts and essentially bared his soul in one sitting. And of all the reasons he could be on the run, I hadn’t considered that he killed someone that high up in his guild, least of all his mother.

I had heard his excuses and explanations before, but I still wasn’t buying it. Skeptically, as I hurriedly walk, chasing the light down a long-rounded passage, I ask “I find it hard to believe you, of all people, would risk your life for this quest.” “Believe it or not Hunter, I’m here. I didn’t do this for my own gain.” I scoff at his words. Everything Oliver did was for self-gain. “Scoff all you want; I may be rogue and hated Hunter, but those changelings will follow the Lycan witch without question and they are the best damn trackers I have ever come across. Maybe I’m getting soft in my old age, and I can’t refuse the plea of a little Skinwalker.”

He let out a boisterous laugh, placing a hand over his chest as it bobbed vigorously. “Ok, Kaia. Let’s see what you’re made of.” ***Julian If someone had told me I’d be hunting alongside a large predatorial wolf who tracked the woods faster than I could blink, I would have laughed in their face. She was incredible... fast as she was lethal. Before I knew it, the wolf pounced on a young buck and let out a howl for my attention. Sharpened canines dug into the poor animal’s throat as it thrashed around, letting the blood pour out. The wolf was unfazed as it clenched its jaw, holding a firm grip. Slowly, the legs stopped kicking. And then only a few last twitches before the animal’s eyes glassed

Dax After four hours of staring at my ceiling without being able to fall asleep, I finally give up. So here I am at the gym before the sun's even thinking about showing its face, beating the heavy bag like it owes me an apology, and my wolf won't shut the fuck up. Tell him, he says. Again. For approximately the nine hundredth time. Tell the hunter what we know. Then claim him and keep him. Right. Brilliant. Walk up to Noah Hunter, a man who has spent his whole life believing werewolves are vicious monsters, and announce that somebody out there is deliberately biting people to make more of us.

His thumb hovered over the red button. “No!” I screamed as Hunter threw himself at Drake, grasping at the remote control. Closing my eyes tight, I waited for the shock to tear through my body. Nothing happened. Their bodies collided and both fell to the ground, the remote flew out of Drake’s hand and I ran to pick it up. Hunter shapeshifted into his wolf form, Blaze taking control. He snapped his jaws in front of Drake’s face. But Drake laughed at him, he held his arms against Blaze’s throat, keeping him at bay.

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

Alec’s POV- I was on my normal patrol route around our border closest to the hunters when I could sense something coming. It seemed far off, but gradually the sound of a dirt bike became louder. The hunters were chasing something. I hated the rule that we had to stay back unless something crossed into our territory. No doubt the hunters would screw something up and we could possibly miss something important. I get why the rule is there though. We don’t want them coming over here either, so the rule is the lesser of two evils. I use the pack mindlink, basically our own telepathic way of talking to each other so that even when we’re shifted we can communicate, to let my warriors know that ther

I had only seen Mildred and Garren shift, so this was new. Hunter wasn’t nearly as big as Garren, but he was bigger than Mildred. His scales looked rougher, and he had spikes lining his back along his spine. His talons were longer than the others, and his wings looked like they were tipped with ice shards. “Hunter is the last of his kind,” Mildred said low enough for only me to hear. “He’s beautiful. He looks like he is covered in pieces of ice.” I said in awe. She let out a laugh.

This brother of mine is really excited about what might happen today, huh? "Good luck," Arnal said and patted my shoulder. "I heard that the two hunters from the region five that you will encounter today are also S rank hunters." Blake laughed softly. "If you only knew how strong those two are, Arnal," he said while pointing us. "Are you underestimating my brother and me?" Aikee asked Arnal. Arnal just shrugged causing Aikee to laugh softly. "Watch and learn," he said smiling before going next to me.

“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.