Hunting Game Manga Novels & Stories

He looked at me with his eyebrow raised. “What’s it going to be? To die or not to die?” I rolled my eyes, grasped the gun tighter and flipped the safety off. “We have to eat.” He waved his hand towards the forest. “After you.” I swallowed the lump in my throat and moved silently into the forest. I kept a slow pace, keeping all my senses open to anything and everything. I glanced at Jamie before holding my fist up, telling him to stop. I turned my head slightly, listening intently. His hands shifted on his gun to hover over the trigger. Suddenly a deer was thrown in front of us and a bear leapt on top of it to tear its throat out. Mona shifted back in front of us, crossing her legs and coveri

“But if that’s the case then how do you know about that?” “…(sighs)… Like I said earlier… I’m well-informed.” “Then I guess you would probably be some kind of underground mafia who hunts Yokai?” “Mafia…Hmm, wrong word. It’s not even an organistion.” “Then…?” “Let’s just say we’re a small hunting group.” “Hunting? And what does it have to do with me?” “You’ve died once just recently. Am I wrong?” “No, you’re not.”

‘’so glad that we are in the purple team together,’’ she smiled at me and I returned the smile. ‘’The first game is the test of intelligence,’’ The man announced. ‘’The king had decided a hunting game for the concubines,’’ he shouted and everyone clapped their hands and the arena soon turned to a cheering ground. ‘’the hunting game is to find the hidden jewel hidden deep in the forest. You will encounter a lot of dangers and whosoever returns with the jewels hidden deep in the forest wins this round.’’ ‘’A game of intelligence?’’ I asked Angelica and she shrugged her shoulders as if she had no idea what I had said. I looked towards Fenrir and wondered if he was doing a competition like that.

Away they went. Three hours had elapsed, yet the tournament raged on. The Red Moon pack held its lead, though the Dark of the Gods pack was a close second. In the third game, referred to as the hunt, both teams would venture into the woods together with ropes for hiding and seeking. The hunt begins with a gunshot once they've found their hiding place. Whoever gets tired will lose, and the winner will have to bring the loser to the front to see everyone in the crowd. When it was Dawn turn, she wasted no time finding a place to hide. Her familiarity with the area allowed her to pinpoint the best hiding places. What excited her most about the hunting game was competing against Malachi, her best

This will be fun. Before the Hunter reroute the roots to where I am now, I jump into the air and lurching at one of the tall trees, I cut off a thick branch and hit him with him. Disorienting one of them, I go for the other who seem to have taken out a Hunga Munga, held in his hands firmly.

Sabby let out a sigh and replied, "If Victoria hadn't lost her memories, she would probably be celebrating right now. However, the current Victoria doesn't want him anymore." Victoria's parents had a dilemma about whether to support her past self or her current self. After the preparation, the hunter trainer gathered all the participants for the games. He proceeded to explain the rules of the game. "The guns you are holding are not real guns. They cannot harm anyone or anything. However, the pellets can paint a color on your targets. There are one hundred deer scattered around the hunting area. At the end of three hours, the person who has shot the most colors on the deer will be declared th

Blood gurgles from the Hunter's mouth as he crumples to the ground, his lifeless eyes staring up at the night sky. "Woohoo!" Vivaldi exclaims, his face alive with the thrill of the fight. He charges at the Hunters with the speed of a cheetah on espresso shots, his wild hair whipping in the wind. Bullets, arrows, and other projectiles sail towards him, but he embraces the impact like a metalhead at a mosh pit, making no effort to dodge them.

The look in his eyes intensified as I lowered my lips to his, kissing him softly. The day was here.The final day of the wolf festival The day we do the most anticipated hunting game. Last night, when I woke up, I realized that Michael wasn't in bed. I tiptoed outside, and I saw that he was addressing his pack. The hunting game was performed by 10 members of each pack. Members of each pack were to look for animals that had been kept hidden in the corners of the woods. The pack with the most animals wins the game. I walked quietly to my room to get ready after listening to Michael for a while.

“Imagine a young bear cub hunting in the woods. Hunting season had just opened, and this cub was starving. So the cub goes hunting and finds a deer drinking in a small pond. He is about to pounce on the deer when BAM, an arrow sinks into the tree beside his head. The hunter aims again, but a huge wolf comes out of nowhere, taking the hunter down to the ground. I swear to you that hunter shit his pants.” Quinn rolled his eyes and then looked at Willow. He could tell that she was laughing at the way Hector had told the story.

/Its mere purpose is to permanently level up my stats? Just then, she caught the scent of game. It was faint but fresh. She followed the trail and eventually came across a deer that strayed away from its herd to graze on fuller grass. /I've been restraining it for nothing then./ She relaxed and focused entirely on hunting. As soon as she did, the deer's head snapped up. It looked directly at her before sprinting off. She cursed under her breath and gave chase immediately. Zira slowly but surely caught up to the deer. However, she slowed down as suddenly as she gave chase.