Mother Hunter Manga Novels & Stories

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

I raised my three fingers “ I promised” “ A day before your dad died. Your dad came to meet me, he said, he needed my help. He told me about your uncle that he is creating his own army to destroy the werewolves. For centuries werewolves and humans have always been in peace because the hunter made sure of that and we never broke the accords. Your dad came to me so I can protect you and he told me to train you before I explained what was going on. At first I didn't want to get involved in the hunter problem but when I found out you were my mate. So i became involved, i might be one of the strongest Alpha in the werewolves but i dont like getting involved in what that doesnt concern me. My rule

Heavens forbid, a war would surely break if I lost my mate! “Relax, Alpha. We will get there in time.” Hunter’s voice resonated inside my head via a mindlink. Most of the time, our conversations involved teasing and pranking each other. Hunter was a lighthearted guy who always found amusement in everything. His being serious was an unlikely occurrence. Yet today, he was willing to show that side of him just to offer me support. And I couldn't be more grateful for that. Finally, we reached the entrance of the Moon River Pack. The pack warriors slowly emerged from the bushes, welcoming us with their questioning gazes.

A surge of adrenaline coursed through me as I projected a desperate mental blast: "HUNTERS!" I plummeted from my perch, a silent avenger, as the rifle's crack split the air, a leaden missile finding its mark on our valiant warrior wolf. With the finality of death whispering through the trees, the wolf crumpled silently to the forest floor. I landed upon the hunter with the fury of nature's retribution, my jaws a hair's breadth from his vulnerable throat, pinning him beneath the weight of righteous rage.

"Mountain lion or not, we need to get the bounty as soon as possible so we can focus on searching for Hunter. He remains our topmost priority." In the middle of wandering the street, we suddenly heard a loud growl, and the ground beneath our feet shook as something huge and fast charged at us. We quickly took out our weapons and prepared for battle. The monster was unlike anything we had ever seen before. It was much larger than a werewolf and had sharp spikes protruding from its back. The monster charged at Aiden, its large jaws open wide to take a bite out of him. He managed to dodge the attack and lunge back with the sword in his hands, but the monster was quick to counter, swiping at him

"Stay in the car." He's out of the car before I can move, my ears still ringing. When he looks up, I see them. Silhouettes emerging from the shadows. Kaziel straightens to his full height, his eyes glowing brighter. "Why are they—" "Stay down, dove," he utters, his gaze never leaving them. Everything happens at once. The first hunter lunges forward. Kaziel moves faster. He literally blurs. I hear the snap of bone and the grind of metal. One hunter goes down. Then another.

Amy maintained a calm tone of voice while speaking firmly to the killer. “I was just curious. You don’t have to get defensive, my lovely, Asian flower.” The gunman’s voice trailed down to a growling whisper. The burly, bearded man stared across the room at Amy with ungodly thoughts seeping into his mind. “You came in here and ignored me. You won’t even tell me how you enjoyed my game. I based the game on your life experiences. I named the video game Gunmetal Mama in honor of your MMA fighting career.” The gunman showed his teeth while sneering at Amy. “I’m so flattered,” Amy spoke to the gunman through a dry tone, unleashing her sarcasm. She returned her hands to the front of her stomach whe

' Kasper response. 'Yeah! And it's a bit more disturbing that a werewolf hunter is too quiet. Should we head back to our village?' 'But my mom told me to not go back without good news.' 'We can't even find something about that werewolf hunter. I think we need a new plan. It will be hard for us to attack her in this place.' 'Let's talk about that later. For now, let us focus and be careful about following her. Keep a distance where she won't notice you.'

Uncertainty hung over me: had Garm been killed by Hunter, or had Zora reached him before? A loud crash of a breaking tree interrupted the tense silence, bringing me back to the immediate reality. I ran toward the sound, my senses alert for the confrontation unfolding before me. Upon arrival, I found Hunter and Zora engaged in a fierce battle on the edge of a precipice. Zora, her red wolf form reflecting the anger that inflamed her essence, charged against Hunter, who defended himself skillfully. My arrival was timely, a necessary reinforcement to balance the scales. With a deep roar, I joined the fray, advancing against Zora. My black fur gleamed in the moonlight as I attacked the red wolf w

The burning blade sliced his head clean off no blood at all. “Damn that was a good fucking throw, Mina.” I said, still shooting and killing Vampmons. Hunter let out a loud roar and went straight in the group of Vampmons that were attacking Ocean and Tavie. Tackling one and ripping his head off in one bite and using his claws to rip through the chest of the other. He killed all four Vampmons without ever putting his front paws on the ground. Mina was hanging on for dear life. “Hey man what the hell was that? You gotta warn a motha fucka before you go on a killing spree. And why the hell you have me doing all that shit if you could have killed half these motha fuckas without me doing shit?” I