Yorknew Hunter X Hunter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hunter yelled, seeing me on the floor and Drystan leaning over me. "No!" I screamed as my bodyguard lurched at Drystan, but it was too late. Drystan was faster. The dark smoke wrapped around Hunter, and a second later, he fell to the ground, lifeless. I stopped breathing. My eyes drifted to Drystan's hand; it was soaked in blood. Then he smashed something he held in his hand, and I realized it was Hunter's heart…

"Baby, do you want to go to the hot spring with me?" Fremingo leans on the threshold, his handsome face is full of indignation, his mouth is up, and he looks very charming. Yuri sees that he is in a good mood. It seems that he is very happy with Hunter Ye. He doesn't really like Hunter Yes, does he?! She learned from Perly Chen that Hunter Ye's sexual orientation is normal. If he is loved by Fremingo, isn't he... At Ye's house, Hunter Ye is good to her. She can't let him be harmed by Fremingo.

Akiko announced, and Zen blinked. “Who is Felix?” Sasha cringed. “Felix “Hunter” Martin. He created his own famiglia and rose the ranks quickly, catching the Godfather’s eye to attend this academy. You should have seen him before. He is a big guy with gorilla muscles, bright beach blond hair and a scar over his right eye.” “The Hunter is Guild Carnage’s vice guild leader. He’s also in Johan’s primary party together with a lady named Oritha “Amazonian” Silva. They’re strong. All three of them belong to Class B,” Liu Feng supplied.

However, if Hunter’s pride were to get in the way, and he wanted to confront Kaze, the consequences would be catastrophic. Hunter belonged to the mysterious Yaphets while Kaze had connections despite his seemingly unimpressive resume. Kent could not fathom the scale of violence that would ensue. One thing was for sure, though. It would be bloody and brutal.

Custom shotgun in hand, still smoking. Beside him, Alice Hunt. Armor matte black, face unreadable. Twin pistols raised like extensions of her thoughts. “Left side,” she said, voice calm as breath. Bang! Bang! Bang! Another werewolf hit the ground, twitching. The third figure moved behind them silent, composed. Layla. Hair tied back. Crossbow steady in her grip. No trembling. No fear. Just cold purpose in her eyes. “Where is Ruth?” she asked flatly. Zarin, bloodied and half-shifted, growled through his teeth. “She’s dead. Duke killed her.”

But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters? Shaking my head, I reach up and rub the puckered scar where the wound had been. The bullet must have been dipped in wolfsbane as it was taking too long to heal. Even with silver, once it was out of the body, healing took very little time but it had already been a week and the scar bothered me as much as the strange girl standing in the clearing.

“I found her wandering the woods. Alone and scared. So, I helped her and brought her back here.” “It’s nice to meet you, Sasha,” the man says, offering out his hand. I accept it. “I’m Kyle. I’m the Alpha of this pack.” “It’s nice to meet you, Kyle,” I say. “I’m so grateful to be here.” “I want to hear more about why you are here,” Kyle says, turning his attention back to Zach. “You know we’re willing to welcome in new people, but usually we discuss this first.”

York practically shouts through the mindlink causing me to startle. “Yeah sure.” I sigh while I stretch. I wonder what got York so excited. I could feel his energy through the link. I just hope it’s not gossip on Hartley's latest sexual escapades. /He knows better than to be that excited about that. Maybe some Alpha found Hartley in bed with his daughter and chased him?” Gunner grins at the idea of Hartley running stark naked through a packhouse being chased by a furious Alpha. It doesn't take long before my office door crashes open and York bounds through.

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

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.