The Hunter Manhwa Novels & Stories

Hunter prowled over to Armando who was trying to sit up but was having a hard time. "P-pigeon," Armando called her and she flinched. Hunter grabbed his hair and jerked him to his feet. "Dagger," Hunter sneered and Lennox tossed a dagger his way which he grabbed with ease. Hunter forcefully made Armando lean over the pile of two dead wolves. His eyes widened when he noticed what Hunter was about to do. He began to struggle but Lennox and Luca grabbed his arms and forced his face down. He screamed as Hunter plunged the dagger into his ass and yanked it out before thrusting it back inside, the blade ripped his insides and blood oozed out while he screamed in agony.

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

The future of the Adio hunters is looking bright indeed. And not just here. Sameer and Muhsin are taking the guild to a new level staying on par with my new values. Hunters are being trained to investigate deeper into situations before assuming the supernatural being is the problem. It’s opening so many new doors.

I gasped and I fell to my knees in the vision, holding my own chest. I felt the pain. The man finally took off his hoodie and he smiled. Mischievously. It was him. The Hunter.

He hurried over and looked into it. "What is it?" Chaerin asked curiously. "It's...him," Undertaker replied. "He's taken a new host." Chaerin's eyes widened in horror. "A new host?" she whispered. "Who is it? Can you identify him?" "The picture is too hazy," Undertaker replied. "It's hard to tell. But he has a new host now. He'll strike once again. After all, he is after Joonjae. He will come for him soon."

I screamed, breaking cover and running toward them. I found them in a small clearing. The Hunter was lying on his back. He was dressed in grey tactical camouflage, his face covered by a sleek, full-face mask with glowing green lenses. A high-tech compound bow lay in the dirt nearby. Ashren was straddling him, his good hand clamped around the Hunter’s throat, his other hand raised, claws extended, ready to rip the mask off. "Give me one reason not to open your jugular," Ashren snarled.

I slashed at the next hunter rushing towards me, slitting his throat and watching as he fell, his mouth opening and closing in shock before the life died from his eyes. I used my tail to hit another hunter, sending them flying into the tree as they tried to sneak up on me. They hit it with a heavy thud and a loud howl of pain. When they got to their feet, I could see that one ankle was swollen. He tried to hobble away, towards the forest, and I intercepted him, grinning wickedly. Lucifer was feeling bloodthirsty. He hated Hunters with a passion. I let him take over, and he leaped onto the man, his jaws relentless, biting him over and over again, blood spurting all over our fur and the ground

“What’s the difference?” “Take a look at the first book of hunters. And please, sign it. And once one you have attained the rank A, and still want to be a member of Hunter’s Corp–you will have to sign second book of hunters. There will also be an oath you must speak.” She handed a piece of paper to Silver. . . _________ BOOK OF HUNTER ___________ We are not responsible for the death of any hunter during their mission. Hunters are paid 80% of coins paid by our clients if the mission is completed successfully. 20% is used by our department.

His companions were not far behind him and in the blink of an eye they were gone, leaving their drinks behind. Cathy threw her hands in the air. “Great! Now they have the rest of my money and I have half my orders.” “Teddy get Frank to get three trucks of our best wine and beers over here now.” Teddy went off to carry out his order while Theodore wiped his hands and with a smirk winked at Taylor who despite her boss’s obvious dislike of the man, blushed. Cathy rolled her eyes. The man was a charmer but she knew the truth about him. He was a dangerous Hunter who abducted and slit throats for a living. The kind of person she didn’t want around her.

Ramsy boasted. Delta Ramsy mustered little heed to Higgins' pitiful state as the spat to the soon to-be corpse in his wake. Hunters were members of the resistance, who were mostly humans that had their only goal to be liberating their people and domineering the greater mass of carnivorous beast that desired to usurp any attempts they made to establish a system like theirs or breed enough to try. Higgins' life was dangling on a thin thread, his hands laid across the two ends of the baracade by chains anchored to his wrists and a weakened resolve from that death that just insisted on taking its time before truly drawing the life out of him.