Shizuku Murasaki Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

“Frustrating, isn’t it? I went through thirty-eight weapons before I found mine.” “His was a shovel,” Rion deadpans. Edward laughs. “It was not a shovel. It was a halberd. It only looked like a shovel because it was a prototype. You know this, Rion.” I laugh too, but it’s strained. The farther I go, the more ridiculous I feel. What if I’m the only one who doesn’t get a weapon? What if I’m a different type of hunter altogether? Worse—what if I’m not actually a hunter at all? What if someone made a mistake?

Mizuki just remembered that the figure of the girl was a stupid human who killed herself because the man was not responsible for her pregnancy. Mizuki didn't really care, he shouldn't have too much to do with the mortal. Because the mortal gave him another effect. Mizuki then looked down, the students who were camping seemed to have prepared a fire for grilling. And one of them is the target this time. Mizuki took another breath, then looked at the figure. ***

At one table, Nick saw a huge woman sitting alone and texting on her phone. He sat down next to her, “Hey. Are you the huntress?” Nick asked with the tone he used when interrogating criminals. “Excuse me? What are you talking about?” The woman asked. “You're the one who has been doing the lycanthropes in, aren't you?” Nick asked, undettered. “Is this a pick-up line? Because if it is, you need practice.” The woman said and walked away, but not before calling Nick a weirdo.

Mizu wondered about how weird this guy is, but it's so strange as she felt nothing ill coming from him, instead, his pleasing aura is very comfortable. Zhi let go, and uttered, "Was it's not rude to ask for your age too?" Himari immediately answered him, "17." Akane followed, "I'm 18 boy, you?" His coffee-like eyes brightened, "I'm 17, yes, I'm not the eldest one haha. How about you Mizu?" his lively character is like a virus spreading rapidly. "I'm 15," Mizu replied back, smiling, she was thankful they were more approachable than what she thought, and to this talkative guy.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

Emily shifted into a big white wolf, stopping the Hunters from chasing her. She's facing those punks, panting, but she gritted her teeth when one of the Hunters throws a silver knife toward her. She growled soundly. "Surround her!" The hunter in a black hat ordered. His men followed; they surrounded Emily as she began to roar with anger visible on it. The hunters tried to shoot Emily, but she dodged it, and in just a snap, she was killing those punks who wanted to hurt her.

as he stared at me blankly, I added, " it’s the ancient order of Valhalla Bridge.” He moved so fast and pinned me to the back of the booth, he moved my hair and revealed my pointy ears, as he studied my features he hissed, “Valkyrie?… you are a Valkyrie assassin.” I hissed at him as my claws sharpened on my good hand and I sliced across his face, causing thin lines of blood to drip down his face. I laughed, “I am not an assassin, otherwise you would be dead, I am a hired hand, determined to wipe out your kind.”

Silvia tensed when Hunter walked through her towards the bed where her future self lay. Hunter crawled over to her as she smiled shyly and Hunter peppered kisses on her belly slowly making his way up. He was kissing her sweetly while mumbling how much he loves her and her future self was beaming with happiness. Hunter had a scar on his eyebrow. Silvia jerked back to reality. Her eyes went wide as saucers. She had a vision in which she and Hunter were together. How was that possible?

He gives me a worried look so I mindlinked him. ‘It’s okay, she’s not dangerous.’ I tell him and he furrowed his brows but nods. I looked over to Syria’s direction. ‘She’s a shifter, a dragon shifter,’ I finish my words and Hunter grabbed my arm and looked me in the eye. ‘Are you certain?’ He asked through mindlink. I nodded in reply and he let go of my arm, glancing at the woman named Syria. ‘How?’ He asked.