A Predator's Obsession Novels & Stories

Her last high. But when she returns to his apartment for the third time, the predator finds herself prey. Cassiel knew. He always knew. And he liked it. From the glow of hidden cameras, he’s been watching her, learning her patterns, memorizing her gasps. What begins as a stalking fantasy spirals into a fever dream of sex, power, and mutual destruction—where knives aren’t the most dangerous thing between them. He’s not afraid of her madness. He wants to drag it out, drink from it, fuck it raw.

Not when I could still control the situation. I shot a quick glance at my first-in-command, his eyes dark with a hunger that mirrored the others in the room. He was eager, his fangs barely hidden as he looked between me and Faith, as if daring me to make a move. I could feel his pressure, the weight of his unspoken desire to see me claim her. He wanted me to turn her. He wanted the power that would come with having a soul mate by my side—one of our kind, someone who could bond with me in ways no human could ever understand.

She doesn’t need to try for these male leads to fall head over heels in love with her. Cassie stared at the folder with a scowl, but her face beamed at the comments. She held her phone and deleted the data right in my face. “Poppy, save your idiot’s guide to yourself. It’s not for me. “Watch and learn. I’ll have Camden under my spell. He’ll be smitten with me, even if all I do is talk about SpongeBob SquarePants.” Not the least bit upset, I smiled brightly. “Good luck to you.

said Selena tactfully. "So, you think my grandma was being impulsive?" "No. Someone her age knows how to evaluate a situation better than we do. Perhaps Ms. Monica knows something we don't? "I saw the footage. The assailant was targeting you two. He knew who he wanted to kill. "Others on the internet agreed with me, too. They said he was there with a clear goal in mind." Joey's cocktail was served. She took a sip and enquired, "What can possibly motivate one to eliminate someone at all costs?"

His eyes, wild and feral, narrowed as they focused on the elusive prey that dared to defy him. As the wolf ventured deeper into the heart of the forest, his primal instincts melded with his deranged obsession. A maddening storm brewed within him, a tempest of unbridled fury and bloodlust. His fury drove him to the edge of madness, blurring the line between predator and monstrosity. The forest became his hunting ground, a twisted theater of his vengeance.

he laughed again. "Why do you keep saying sex? It's make love baby. Sex is just for whore. We love each other so it's make love." he's laughing a little still, but he stands up and go to my place. He hugged me so tight. "I love you, I love you, I love you… And our baby too…" he whispered to my ear. He hold my hands and played a little. "You know that there's so many bad things happened into our life, Specifically to the both of us. I made so many bad things to the point that I become obsessed and stalked you… You're not the only one who called me psycho because I really am… There's this five men that I nearly killed because they betrayed me. I almost lose my sister and that's the start why I

Her eyebrows arch as she moans softly in her sleep. “Hmm.” I smile, her soft sound reminding me what we were doing before we heard the gunshots. “That was a waste.” I murmur. I almost got a taste of one of the fantasies I have been silently wanting for years. Mel soft lips wrapped around my dick. I shudder at the thought. “Who knows? Maybe, I would have satisfied this… this obsession, and gotten you out of here, far from this crazy world I brought you into.” Staring at her face, I climb in the space next to her and lie down, wondering if I would actually be able to let her go in the end.

He carried himself with a quiet strength, carved from something harder than most of the men who drifted through this place. When his eyes !nally lifted, catching the dim light like a predator !nding its mark, her breath hitched in her throat. It was a primal, instinctual response, a recognition of some-thingdangerous and alluring all at once. It was stupid; she knew better than to be drawn to someone like him. He was trouble, plain and simple, a walking storm cloud of whispered rumors and dark pasts. But God, she was drawn. Like a moth to a "ame, she couldn't help but lean in, her will dissolv-ing inthe heat of his gaze.

Les said and I could sense the strain in his voice. I lift off on my elbows and look at him. "What happens when you become obsessed?" His hand reached out and grabbed my throat, pushing me back down. My heart began to hammer fast as his eyes held no emotion of any kind for me. He's here. The Beast. "That's the thing, Iris." He said, positioning himself between my legs, futher spreading it wider. "I only know obsession when it comes to the people I hunt and kill." He thrusts into me in one go and I cry out from the way it burns.

I asked, looking around warily for a moment, still feeling a bit unsure. “It won’t.” Cassian said confidently. “I’m still the apex predator here after all.” He said with a smug smile. “And a prey never runs back to its predator.” I couldn’t help but smile at his words.I must be one hell of a crazy prey then. Cassian pulled me into his arms to hug me. I fell in love with my predator. The End.