Shizuku Hunter Hunter Novels & Stories

They’d joined the Seafall hunters when their search for a Knucker, a shape shifting water spirit, had brought them to our coastal town. They’d been disappointed to discover that none of us had seen the Knucker they were looking for; until Archer, a tall, willowy woman with skin so white that she looked pearlescent, had pointed out that, as Knuckers were shape shifters, any one of us could have encountered it and let it pass us by.

She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-” “How can you say it is when you handed me a jade of information?!” She craned her neck, lost all the necessary excuses. She sigh after realizing I already frustrated. She ask with a bit of confussion, “How can the young lady realize my lies?” I sneered. “You really asking that? Really, how can you be a huntress?” She pondered about it, and it only cause my heart to shook with too much frustration. She said after, “Well, I'm not actually a huntress...”

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.

He knew they never liked him. Hunter was eight years old when he met Sebastian Bryant. At that time, he was in Japan, held by a group of yakuza. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. The yakuza who took him in called him "Zen." They were involved in illegal activities and were brutal, but they treated him well, especially the leader, who even considered passing the group on to him. However, due to a betrayal by one of the members, the leader was killed, and the group was captured by UN special forces. One of the UN special force leaders at that time was Sebastian. In addition to being the Alpha of the Silver Luminaries and the Leader of the Astral Guardian, Sebastian was also a me

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

I hide my dagger in the shadows before I start to swim near Leviathan. ‘I am not Belphegor’s henchman.’ I say. Perhaps starting to talk to Leviathan would allow me to get him to lower his guard. Leviathan has a weak spirit, but his strength is undeniable. If you ask me, I would say that he is just cowardly. ‘My name is Zarah and I am a hunter.’ ‘A hunter? Does that mean that you are going to kill me?!’ ‘No. I am not here to kill you.’ Drat. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that I was a hunter. ‘I am just here to see you.’

I didn't wait for my horse to slowdown I leaped down and super speed in to the church . I grab Destin and smashed him really hard on the wall "arhhhhhhh fuck ,what's the meaning of this " I shrieked out in pain like I care . " who the hell is the hunter "I growled and his eyes widen in horror " I..I don't know what you're talking about " he yelled "arghhhhhh " he scream out in pain as soon as I stabbed my hand into his chest .blood gushed out of his mouth "xi truz " he yelled and an invincible force slap me away and I was slam on the chairs .

My friends could be anything but un stylish. Hunter had his hair fastened by an elastic band, with the brown and silky locks well combed. He wore a smocking and a black dress shirt. And as much as the color was from his shoulders to his feet by the glossy shoes, he exuded an incredible kind of shine of his own. Suzane wore a dress also black, but black was definitely his color. The heavy and long hair was drooping in thick curls by the short and around the arms. And she looked like a queen without a crown. My friend didn't wear strong makeup, but not even the brown lipstick could erase all her grandeur and power. Together, Suzane and Hunter were heartbreakers, and I loved them deeply.

They were all for Zendaya taking the bullet for them if the opponents would let them escape. Hunter shouted, “Do not fear, Zendaya, nobody can hurt you as long as I am here.” He was a heavenly prodigy, at half step to Mystic rank. He had absolute confidence in his fighting prowess. As one of the best fighters among the younger generation of Michigan’s Stoermer family, he was respected wherever he went. With that, it was rather inevitable that he thought high and mighty of himself and might looked down upon others. ‘Hmph, what a bunch of thieves. Even if you have guns, I might not lose to you!’ With that thought in Hunter’s mind, he threw a punch at the deck.

I asked, eyeing the box in Hunter's hand suspiciously. Hunter chuckled, his smirk widening. "Just a little surprise for you, Tati. Thought I'd bring your favorite - sushi." My stomach growled involuntarily at the mention of sushi, betraying my resolve to stay firm. Damn it, I thought, cursing myself for my weakness. "I don't need your surprises or your stupid sushi, Hunter," I retorted, crossing my arms defiantly. Hunter's eyes softened for a fleeting moment before returning to their mischievous glint. "But I heard your stomach growl."