Hunter Age Manga Novels & Stories

“Hector is forced back to Wolsing.” “There is no one in Mordu who can help you now. You’re nothing.” “Under these circumstances, what is the value of keeping you alive?” “The only reason I’m keeping you alive for now is because it’s still bright outside.” “When the sky grows dark, I’ll feed you and your sister to the fishes after I’m done eating.” Harvey spoke in a calm tone, but his words sent Sakura’s eyes twitching in horror. Sakura had worked painstakingly for both the Shindan Way and Miyamoto Corporation on Country H for many years, and paid a huge price to get to where she was.

This woman had my face, my exact features. I looked up sharply. "That's impossible." The Hunter remained silent as my pulse continued to hammer. I looked back at the drawing, at the woman who looked exactly like me. A terrible realization crawled into my mind. My voice came out as barely a whisper. "How old is this?" For the first time since meeting him, the Hunter's expression seemed genuinely troubled. When he answered, his voice was quiet, "Approximately six hundred and twelve years."

They were called hunters. In his dying prayer, with the token of his faltering breath, the first Chavére Alpha provoked the ancient truce and etched it into his bloodline. In every decade, under the hunter’s moon, hunters with skills and strength comparable to the Lycans woke to protect wolves. And for a bleak moment, there was hope for the wolves.

And their collective screams of horror tingling in the ears in a pleasurable way. I’m rather met with disappointment, however. It’s just dear old Magen looking at the Madman like she’s never seen a ghost in all her seventy-something years of life. She’s slowly backing away from him, her wrinkled and frail hands clutching the edges of her apron. Hunter cracks his neck before his eye begins to gleam with the predatory instinct of a being who has toyed with death way too much.

Just by glance, you can tell she's a perfect mother figure and kindhearted one. They're are looking for Hana, the mother of Mizu. Both lead in the junkyard where the hideout of the kids was. Knowing that the person they are searching for was already dead they search for the daughter instead. The woman introduced herself as Hana's younger stepsister, named Yuri Sodomaki, and the guy is her husband, named Taiga Sodomaki. They are here to search for her older sister but found out she was already dead and she has a daughter. She wants to meet Hana to deliver the news that their father was already dead and that he leave her some inheritance but was already too late. Both can't have a child, so t

he said with an amused grin. “So do werewolves,” I said, sadly. “Unless they’re killed.” He grinned at me. “How old do you think I am, Kacela.” I looked at him and shrugged. “Thirty?” “Close. I’m one hundred and nineteen years old.” He laughed at the look on my face. “Lycans live a very long time. Earl is almost three hundred years old. And we’re very hard to kill.” He used his finger to tip my face up to him. I noticed he wasn’t sitting on my blind side, and I wondered if that was on purpose.

Hunter gasped and looked at me after his shift. I smiled at him. “Yes, it’s me. You’re back,” He smiled back at me and pulled me into his arms, making the crowd go “aawww” and the others groan, complaining about the fight. I helped Hunter up on his feet when an authorative voice boomed through the entire place. “You!” I turned around and saw a very angry Elder Dmitri marching towards me. ‘Think you can take him?’ My wolf looked him up and down and yawned. ‘Why not?’ she replied and I can’t help but smile as I wait for him to reach me, but he never did as Hunter’s enormous body as well as Jared’s blocked my view of the respected elder of the council.

I got all four except one. I heard the wolf growl, "A Hunter!" but that was a big mistake on his part because I had plans for him. I shot him on the legs to poison him with silver. "Don't kill it!" I yelled at my colleagues, "Get the silver chains. Please tell me you came with it." "Yes!" Akio said and went to get it in the trunk. "Why Karen? Our orders where to kill them all." Danjuma told me.

I ran my fingers over the glossy image before turning my attention to the writing on the back of the first page. ‘You and your mate will be able to heal each other with your bond. Your blood will heal them and their blood will heal you. There is nothing stronger than the blood of a mate.’ ‘Do you remember the day that we were attacked by a bear in the woods? He almost killed me. Maverick gave me his blood and that was how I survived the attack. I felt myself die and I felt myself come back to life.’

I muster up all my strength and launch myself at him and extend my claws slashing him across the face and chest before once again dropping to my knees. “You son of a b*tch!” he shouts from behind me, “I will end you and mount your head on a stake!” This is truly the end for me, I am sorry my mate but I will not be able to grow old with you my love, I resign myself to my fate as I sense him approach me, I am bleeding much too much for Hunter to heal us ‘it was an honour human’ I chuckle gravely ‘ the honour was all mine Hunt’