Shizuku Murasaki Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

THERE GOES MY PLAN, HEHE EVIL LAUGH. "Marie heyyy " I marched towards the girl that has dirty blonde hair with hazel green eyes, the same age as me, with a little height. Marie was wearing a blueprint KILLUA t-shirt that was a character of hunter x hunter ( THE ONLY ANIME I KNOW) with the sleeves cut off that was tucked in with light blue jeans and black and white sneakers. That was my friend Marie Markin. I walked toward her and we both embraced each other in a hug.

***1972*** She’s Kitsune! I’ve had sex multiple times with a yakuza assassin. I’ve brought an assassin into my apartment, and now I’m bringing her into my parents’ home. What the hell is wrong with me?! I should be arresting her. I should have arrested her at her house. Should have cuffed her and loaded her up into the vans with the rest of the yakuza.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

I realized Kacela had readied herself for this. “Retired werewolf hunter, thank you,” Kacela said. In the silence of the room her quiet voice carried as well as a shout did. “Besides, I hunted werewolves. Bad ones. Not Lycans. Why do you care?” “All shifters are my kind,” Chaz said, angrily. “And Jason died because you came here.”

“Thank you so much, Zach,” Sasha says, as she looks at me in adoration. “I owe you my life for attacking those wolves, for saving me, and for offering me a chance at a future. A place to go. “Words can’t express how much I appreciate you.” She blushes and looks away. “I truly don’t know what I would do without you.” Her appreciation flatters me. I’m glad I can be her hero. I want to help her more than anything. I want to be her hero. Someone she can trust with everything.

“You won't like it when I'm lonely. I pick a fight with Hikari’s best swordsman, Yushi that little pest.” “Yushi?” “Oh you will come across him one of these days when we get closer to Hikari.” After getting enough of the fairy, they exited the party scene. Like how they went there, Mizuko’s hand were tightly holding Kenshi’s. Him holding her hand somehow makes her feel secure. Then out of nowhere, some thing jumped in front of them. It has a body like a gorilla but head like a dinosaur. Mizuko wanted to run but her hand was in Kenshi and all she could do is breath heavily.

She hastily returned with the soundwaves again. Looking at Shochiku with a curious face. “Alex, how did you conjure up such a large living person?" Alex replied, “I fished her out of the water.” “Wow, you are very lucky.” She examined Shochiku and saw that she was covered in wounds. Her face was also disfigured. Luna’s expression sank slightly, and she stopped flirting with Alex. “The person who did it was quite ruthless.” Alex said, “Let me introduce her to you. Shochiku is a disciple of Hygieia Valley and a doctor of the South California Divine Constabulary.”

Hikaru The flight from Japan to Boston has gone smoothly, and we are nearing the coast of New England. I think back…I was always different. I’m not distinctly masculine or feminine, but there are subcultures in my home country that have normalized this for quite some time now. It is more rare among shifters. I am from a long line of fox shifters, but also a family in which the rare Kitsuné shifter genes pass down. The last Kitsuné was my great grandmother and everyone expected my younger sister to be the next, but when she shifted and was an ordinary red fox like most people wondered at why mine was white, that is until the day the hunter attacked my friend Hiro in the market and when I shif

she stared at Chiemi and Rikuto. "So what about the others? Did you see their futures?" The nun has a worldly expression on her face, still and unchanging as always. "I did. Every single one of these people are brought together because of me. I gave my blessings to some and spared others. Shiratori Kazuha is quite a prominent example. She plays a large role into D-class with her natural gifts and powerful family geneaology. I made sure that her Blood art unlocks early so that she wouldn't die at the hands of her sister. Then there is Kurahashi Natsume, he unlocked his potential though I didn't expect him to teleport to the Crown. I saw his worth and I prolonged his life and power as much as