Alpha Predator Novels & Stories

Jack landed in the ash, rolling to his feet. The creature tightened its coil around Ben. The plastic of Ben's suit began to crack. POP. "I can't breathe!" Ben gasped. Jack looked around. Marcus was down, trying to stand but clutching his side. Haley was firing her pistol, which was effectively a pea shooter against this monster. They were outmatched. This was an Alpha predator, evolved to kill things much stronger than humans. Jack’s cursed arm flared. He could try to touch it, to drain it. But the scales... they were dead bone. He needed to touch flesh. And the only exposed flesh was the mouth.

“Adrian!” Adrian whirled on him, his eyes glowing with the raw power of his wolf. “I am your alpha,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, each word heavy with authority. “From this day, you do not call me Adrian.” He released his alpha aura, the weight of it pressing down on the room like a physical force. Lucas and Katrina went silent, their heads bowing as they bared their necks in submission, unable to resist the command of their alpha.

Afraid to look, his skin begins to prickle, whatever is behind him is dangerous. The predator that has been waiting and ready to lurch. Soral turns around slowly and the scream that erupts from him is powerful enough to awaken both the living and dead creatures of the forest. It isn't some wild animal, but the giant in front of him looks ready to tear him apart; Soral cannot tell which fate will be worse. Soral's body quivers and the unmistakable smell of a dominant Alpha send his head spinning. The Alpha stands to at least a full six-foot-six height. His upper body is bare, and his coal-coloured hair is plaited in a single thick braid that nearly touches his waistline.

I follow him, and my eyes land on another hot specimen. He is Mateo Cruz, the heir of BlackClaw pack. Together, these three are the hottest, the most famous and the strongest predators of MoonVeil Academy, infamously called the predatory trio. In short, every girl's subject of wet dreams. "I thought there were no waiters around," Mateo says, breaking my illusion. Waiter? I force my brain to stop admiring his vibrant green eyes, reminding me of a forest, and start objecting to their rude behaviour.

THE MOON GODDESS CHOICE (A CARD OF FATE) Alpha King Carl Damien has decided to retire as the alpha of Moon Stone Fortress. He has two identical sons and they are both fit to become the next alpha of the pack. And soon he is faced with the reality of making a choice. Different worlds. Different personalities. Different goals. Different choices. One love for the same woman. Jayden Damien, a bad boy wolf as he is often called because every she-wolf wants him but his heart belongs to one woman. He loves the pack more than himself and he has an expectation of becoming the next alpha. Jayden feels he is stuck with responsibilities of the pack and he does his best at running things smooth

Just nods. “The people I am running from are the people that turned me into this.” “And what is this?” Dillon asks. “There is a term in wolf packs. It is called the Alpha of Alpha’s. That is what they made me.” “An Alpha of Alpha’s? Then why are you trying to run from them.” “Because I never wanted it, Dillon. I was never asked, I was never told. I was tricked into killing the original and when you kill an Alpha…” “You take on their role.” He finishes the sentence and scratches his chin. “Thank you for being honest with me.”

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

Something was off, and the feeling within the room became palpable. “Welcome gentlemen, I am honored that so many of you could join us tonight,” Alexander started. He leaned forward resting his hands on the table as he looked directly into the camera. “There are just five days left until the action starts, and I thought it was high time you got a little preview of what you are all fighting for. How many of you have dreamed about having your very own human pet? Someone that would answer to you and only you, the type that you could use and abuse in any way you saw fit only for her to come back begging for more?”

I was directing this anger to no other person other than the moon goddess. I continue to gaze at my reflection in the floor-length mirror, I was the consummate picture of an Alpha, good-looking in every way possible, giving a vivid account of the moon goddess in glorifying the male body. I was over six feet, with broad shoulders and a rippling physique that accentuated my formidability. I should be excited and happy, right? Up to this point I haven’t found my mate, and I have been threatened on several occasions that I would lose the throne to the neighbouring Packs if I hadn’t found my mate by the next Carmella.

It was Alpha, and boy, did it smell really amazing, like home. Allen shook her head as she tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before she could get it, she was tackled on the ground and was now laying on her back with another wolf pinning her down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha she had been smelling before. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Allen had never seen a wolf like that before. When Allen looked up, she saw the Alpha growling at Allen and showing his canine teeth. Allen whimpered and closed her eyes. She knew this was a bad idea. She should not have run after Ohm, but of cour