Alien Predator Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Good morning to you, too, Elliot. I greet him in a low voice. Apart from being the Beta of the pack, Elliot is my childhood friend. Well, many things happened, and I don’t think we’re friends anymore. The moment my father, the Alpha, chose him as his Beta, I cut ties with Elliot. I can’t stand just being the Alpha’s daughter when I know what I'm capable of. Unfortunately, before I could even prove myself, I fell ill. An illness that locks me away from freedom. Unable to control the lustful desires within me during the full moon, the illness forced me to submit my body to carnal desire, and I did it with the mysterious man who first witnessed my struggle. Initially, I thought it wasn’t a coi

"A crazy wolf brought me here. I was hungry and wanted to eat. The trees of your pack will produce fruits. Why are you so angry? It is getting so dark. There is light on our pack sometimes. Stealing fruit from even my father is Alpha." He broke the fruit in the swing and ran away after seeing the wolf standing in front of him. He turned back shaking his head in the negative. Perhaps he was afraid that she had not come to attack his pack. But his scent told him that he was a werewolf, she could not save herself, how could she attack. Alex ran and sat next to Tagward leaning against the tree. "It's taken so much time, really, I'm hungry too, come here." Tegward snarled Alex's laboriously stole

The alphas of neighbouring packs stood in a half-circle, their penetrating gazes assessing me as if I were nothing more than livestock at a sale. Then I saw him. Alpha Lucian Blackwood. Tall and broad-shouldered, with icy blue eyes capable of freezing fire itself. His very presence sent shivers down my spine. His reputation was legendary. Ruthless. Unforgiving. The kind of alpha that disliked weakness. My stomach sank. Alpha Adrian stood beside him, a fake smile spread on his face. "Ah, there she is," he said, seizing my wrist forcefully and pulling me forward. "This is my daughter Selena. She is yours now."

"I will do that. Adanel and I will be with him. Once he's calm enough, we will begin the search for her." "I hope we find her alive." Adanel cut in. They both turned to him. The male, that barely talks and never projects emotion, has an expression dripping with worry as he looks at the empty space Wolfaraine vacated. "You are a Werewolf, his clan, and also a strong alpha. What is he feeling at the moment?" Alphose asked. "The feelings he is projecting..." Adanel's face contorted, "You can only get that combination from a feral changeling. Let's hope we find her alive, Cougar. If not we will lose him completely."

Against Aaliyah’s will, Alpha Hunter accompanied us. For me, it's a whole new feeling, as soon as we were relieved of the badge, my wolf roared within like it would burst out at the taste of freedom, long-lasting freedom. But it was too weak. The cool sensation of the wind makes fur creep on my skin, I am gradually shifting, and as enticing as it is, I fight it, knowing I will be left vulnerable as Aaliyah was. “Have some snacks.” Aaliyah offers me, having opened the backpack of food. "You need the energy.”

' she says with sadness. 'You don't have to thank me, Alyssa. We can be together! Your father can never stop us this way,' I say, smiling down at her. She looks at me, confused. 'Zenith, I rejected you. We can't be together. I need you to understand that. I'm to be mated with Alpha Axton from the Justice pack in a few days,' she says. Angry at her words, I let out a growl. 'No, mate of mine will be mated to another wolf.' My wolf is angry and is trying to shift. My eyes are black from her words.'

She is perfect- Perfect for me,for my hands and will certainly be adept at seduction. The thoughts of the things we can do alone, together arouses me. I close my eyes when breathing becomes shallow. It feels like I was loosing myself. Spying,no,trespassing the privacy of a woman is forbidden- a despicable act, especially for an Alpha. I have manage to endure intercourse starvation for a long while now. Well, ever since my Luna passed on. She died during child delivery. Neither my wife not my child, survived. The memory of my late Luna instantly makes me my actions irritating,for being this weak. Just at the sight of a woman's bare back. I did see her naked once. What's the big deal?

I was molded to be stronger and so, with a few movements, I was able to slash his chest so easily. As we fought, I noticed Aliyah was slowly waking up. For some reason, I could already feel her wolf. The mate bond pull had become stronger now that her wolf was active, and it doubled my desire to defeat this wolf so I could run to her already. "Aliyah!" I called her name when she finally opened her eyes. She then glanced over at me, and damn it... my heart sank for a brief moment. When I came back to my senses, the wolf attempted to attack me, trying to slash my neck, but Aliyah cried so loudly that it stopped him.

She shifted a bit, turning her head away from me, refusing to look at me. Her slender neck was in view, her skin was so milky and smooth, I just couldn't resist. So I stuck my tongue out and swiped it over the vein there. Then my lips found her earlobe, and I gave it a gentle nibble before I poured out my confession. “Even though you won't admit certain things to me. I want you to know that I'm a dirty Alpha." I felt her body stiffened. “You see, when that time comes and our bodies become one. I will not hold back. I will eat you like the big bad wolf I am, and you will love it. You will hold my head down there, and you won't let me up for air until you climax."

Having a conversation about a prophecy that would soon mark the end of countless lives as they knew it wasn’t something to be done while sober. “After my son took the bullet that was meant for her, I was convinced beyond a doubt that she’s the woman from the prophecy. What beats me is why they’re rallying all over a common gutter rat,” Alpha Jackson groaned as he handed the whiskey bottle to an eagerly waiting Alpha Bright. In no time, Alpha Bright had downed half a glass of whiskey and felt more energized to indulge in the ongoing conversation. “When I saw that she was only mated to my son, I thought that she wasn’t the woman from the prophecy, but clearly I was a fool to have believed that