The First Hunter Manga Novels & Stories

Damon’s crimson aura flared in response, feeding the storm of power surging around me. The hunter’s eyes narrowed, fury twisting his features. “You don’t know what you’ve done.” “Maybe not,” I admitted, panting, trembling, but standing taller than I ever had before. “But I know one thing. You don’t get to decide how this story ends.” For the first time, the hunter looked less like a predator and more like prey. And that terrified me more than anything else.

Exactly how much the girl knew. So Mira gave the order: “Find the hunter. Break him if you must and bring me the truth.” … The man from her clan went before dawn, a silent shadow among the trees. The hunter’s hut smelled of smoke and damp wood. When the clan brother knocked, the hunter’s wary eyes peered through a crack in the door. The moment recognition sparked, he tried to slam it shut. But it was too late. The door splintered under brute force, and the hunter was dragged inside, his back slammed against the wall with bone-rattling force.

"I have a lot that I need to explain to you, and I don't want to overwhelm you. She took a deep breath and nodded at me to continue. "As I said before, I am a hunter in an organization called The Vindicta. I have been training since I was ten years old. My parents were killed in an attack by a rogue werewolf and Liam, and I were rescued by Ard’al. He took us in and was a father to us. When it came time for the trials I won. I became a hunter and I've been going on mission after mission ever since. Ard’al told me when I became a hunter that we all have one destined person, a soul mate. We already have a bond, but it won't fully form until we accept each other completely."

Akira's POV When I stepped out of Hunter's study, a guard was already there, waiting for me. Without a word, he took my arm, his grip firm but not rough, and began escorting me back to the dungeon. I walked in silence, my mind replaying the scene over and over again. I couldn’t shake the memory of Hunter’s eyes—how they suddenly turned blood-red when I attacked him. The intensity, the raw power behind that gaze... it terrified and intrigued me at the same time.

I growl, shifting forward as the first hunter clears the boundary, silver flashing in his hand as he moves with trained precision toward the nearest wolf. The fight erupts instantly. Claws. Steel. Magic. The air fills with the sound of it—snarls, shouts, the clash of bodies colliding in a space that was supposed to be safe. Not anymore. ⸻ I take down the first hunter before he can strike again, my body moving on instinct, years of training and survival taking over as I slam into him, forcing him to the ground before he can adjust his aim. Silver burns as it grazes my arm.

Getting closer. "Stay together!" Axel shouted, his dagger already burning with flame. The first Hunter emerged from the darkness. It was humanoid but wrong. Too tall, with limbs that bent in directions they shouldn't. Its skin was translucent, showing bones and organs that pulsed with dark energy. And those eyes—burning red, filled with hunger. It moved fast. Inhumanly fast. Axel met it head-on, his flaming dagger slashing across its chest. The blade connected, cutting deep. The Hunter screeched and stumbled back.

I look back quickly, the last hunter is still pursuing me with his lascivious grin. “I'm gonna kill you chomp. This time, you will surely be my prey!” I can see him lining his eyes at the front sight of his rifle and pulling the trigger. A loud bang echoes followed by the bullet which tears through the flesh of my arm. I almost fall on impact, but manage to maintain my balance. At first, the pain was unbearable, but perhaps the adrenaline has already filled my body so that I can no longer feel the aching sensation. Though I watch my wound bleed and blood came spurting out from the gap. I cover it with my hand. I run like mad, desperate to escape from the hunter that is following me. My breat

I asked quietly while grabbing his throat. He struggled silently against my grip. “I was actually trying to become a better person lately.” Rain laughed inside me. Lie. Fair. The hunter suddenly smiled weakly despite blood running from his mouth. “The omega will destroy you first.” I tightened my grip harder. “He loves us.” The hunter’s smile widened slightly. “That’s why you’ll die first.” Then his body dissolved into ash too. Gone. Just gone. Silence swallowed the burning forest afterward except for heavy rain pouring above me.

Blake sat at his desk, staring intently at the hunter standing in front of him. The hunter's face was stoic, but Blake could sense the unease radiating from him. "What did you find?" Blake asked, his voice low and serious. "It's not a werewolf, sir," the hunter replied. "The creature looked exactly like Megan, even though we know she's dead." Blake's eyes widened at the mention of Megan's name. He had thought that he had taken care of her for good, but apparently, he was wrong.

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.