A Predator's Obsession Novels & Stories

I'd commanded, and now I was a goddamn predator, pacing my gilded cage, waiting for my prey. I envisioned him, Tristan, stripped bare under my command. The image was a vibrant masterpiece painted on the back of my eyelids: his smooth skin flushed, his blond hair tousled, those haunted blue eyes wide with a mixture of fear and… something else. Something that fueled my hunger. I wanted to hear him scream my name until his voice was raw, a broken, desperate sound that only I could elicit. Footsteps. My heart leaped. I straightened, a predatory smile tugging at my lips. This was it.

During the pass two days of being ‘DEAD’ Lena had lost a great amount of weight. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Marks eyes widened at the mention of ‘sex’ He picked a look at his alpha before lowering his head. Jeremy had tolerated enough from a mere warrior, Jeremy stood up tall,his eyes were red like a radar detector,like a predictor ready to pounce at his prey which as at this point it was Olivia who was standing right in front of him wagging her mouth.

Her stares were like a killer would have when they intended to look at their prey before they kill. It was murderous and chilling, yet he still let out a smile as he couldn’t hold in his excitement, as he thought, “Didn’t expect to see me again so soon now did you?”

looking like a hungry wolf. Suddenly I felt Zen's presence. He probably felt it when the bond broke and I got marked by Alex. His fury took over him. He shifted in a beautiful large brown wolf within seconds. It was trembling with rage. He growled so loudly that it almost felt like an earthquake was happening. Alex shifted in his wolf form as well. His wolf was a big white one.

) Theodore thought sadly as his eyes narrowed and turned back his gaze toward Azazel who is admiring the jewel on his hand with his flushed cheeks. (It seems that he fall deeply in love. Not just fall deeply... he fall far deeper than that.) Seeing how Azazel didn't bat an eye to anyone and focusing himself on the beautiful jewel in hand made shiver ran down Theodore's spine. (He became overly obsessed in one person— to the point where he destroy a kingdom just to get their jewel treasure that resembled her majesty's eyes.) (I wonder whether or not her majesty will be pleased to know this.) He narrowed his eyes and shook his thoughts off, wishing for everything to go well in the future with

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.

I howl. "All I need is you, ELLA!" He barks, loud enough to conjure the goons out of the vans. They stand behind him in dismay, while he adds more to it with his psychotic howls. "Can't you see all this is happening because of you? All this started with you." Yeah? Me or him? "Stop resisting me and everything will go back to normal. Nobody will get hurt. I will release the kids and stop chasing after them." He takes a break from ranting, closing his eyes probably after realizing that even heaven and hell are in awe of his words. Me too! How deep has this obsession of his sunk, huh? And here he opens his mouth again, speaking so soft and calmly, precisely, pleading. "Love me, Ella! Be happy w

He went over to Mickey. "Hey, move away. Let me do it, it seems as though you're planning to take my mom away from me" he muttered. Leah laughed from where she was. She's glad to see he's finally the cheerful Jaime that she knows. She looked around the restaurant worriedly. "Where are you?" She asked, referring to her husband, Sebastian. **** MONTERIO'S INVESTMENT*** Hailey shut down her computer as she was through with the day's work. She stretched her shoulder tiredly and yawned softly. She's suddenly feeling hungry.

Shining under the parking lights like a badge of honor. I stood there for a full three seconds. Then the smile crept up before I could stop it. I looked up and found the culprit immediately. A fat, unbothered pigeon sat perched on top of a sprinkler pipe, chest puffed out, staring down at the BMW with the energy of someone who had just completed their life's mission. "Good job,"I whispered. "Truly. Keep it up." I pulled out my phone and took a picture. For documentation purposes. Obviously.