American Predator Novels & Stories

"It knows how we think." No one moved. No one dared speak. For the first time since Ava Morgan had vanished, every investigator understood the horrifying truth. They believed they had been studying an invisible predator, carefully dismantling its secrets one clue at a time. Instead, every question they had asked, every theory they had formed, and every step they had taken had become part of someone else's experiment. Or something else's. The hunters were no longer investigating the Predator. The Predator had begun investigating them.

Overall, it seemed like most of my weekends would be lonely until we had sorted this Marco issue out and cleared Hunter's name so I could spend those weekends in Hunter's home too. Gavin came to pick me up, and we headed to the venue together. Everyone was present, including McCain this time. "Thank you for attending , Wilde," Marco greeted me, and I returned the curtsey. "McCain's pack was attacked three nights ago by a couple of hunters," Marco said, and McCain nodded. "What did they want?" Gavin asked him. "They claimed I was doing some shady stuff that violates the treaty rules. They trashed my place and injured a lot of my wolves in the process." He said, and I looked at him.

' he replied running hands through his hair . ' Maybe something happened . How is Adolph? ' I asked feeling a little awkward . ' A lot of things have happened Nymeria . Nyla has realized Adolph is not her mate . She confessed her feelings to him and he didn't move . She went ballistic . She left with his remaining dose of supposed insulin . I don't even know what to do . ' ' Is Adolph been supervised? He can change at anytime with the insulin out of his system . ' I replied, anxious .

Ryan parked in front of the NYPD building on Broadway, he walked into the entrance of the brown brick building, there was a large 34th police precinct written on the side of the building. Different types of cars as well police cars painted in blue and white were parked in front of the building. The agent walked into the building with a rubber bag holding two large burgers and a bottle of orange juice in his hand— which was his breakfast. He marched on boldly into the storey building, ”Hey Flinch!” He waved at the security man at the entrance.

“I’ve done everything I can to get close to them, Alessandro. But how am I supposed to do anything if they’re not even here? If they’re off on vacation, doing whatever, how does that help us?” “You didn't stop them from leaving." I groaned. “I tried… I've done some things. I'm trying to gain their trust and I'm sure I have." Alessandro’s voice softened as he thought for a moment. There was the sound of rustling paper, or maybe a chair moving before he spoke again, his tone more certain now. “Weldon.” "Well done, but what about piero?" I frowned. "Are you being sarcastic?" “I'm not and he can help," Alessandro said, steady as ever. "He’s got the connections we need. If anyone can track them d

"The toxin will work within 24 hours, with no antidote. Want the delay agent? Then, get on your knees and start begging me!" Spettro lunged forward and grabbed him by the throat. "Where's the antidote?" "There's no antidote, only the delay agent. It's in my apartment," the technician said, wheezing. "But you won't make it in time." I calmly raised my hand and studied the red dot. "What toxin?" "A new type of neurotoxin. It starts from blurry vision, then loss of muscle control, and finally, respiratory failure." The technician coughed up blood but continued, "You won't live to see tomorrow's moon. The Donna's era is over."

I shrugged it off. "Hmm…but how did you know there was a panther? I didn't even see it," "This is why it's important to pay attention to the noises around you. When the panther came, the noises around us dimmed a bit. Preys go silent when they spot a predator." I explained. "When the whole forest goes silent then that means there's an apex predator nearby," "Whoa…" Ruth nodded. "Interesting…" We walked forward aimlessly for a few minutes after that before we came across something.

"We're dealing with a rapist who is impersonating a military officer." Steven forced himself to remain calm and stepped forward. "Commander Lawson, this man is a rapist. He's been impersonating Major Connor's husband and came here to cause a scene. "We're simply doing our duty to maintain order here at the army base. We couldn't turn a blind eye to his evil deeds, so we decided to teach him a lesson." "Who dares to violate the law like that?" Grandpa's voice boomed furiously. "I'd like to see who's the bastard that had the nerve to impersonate a soldier!"

Whipping my gaze to him, my breath hitched as I watch him position himself above me. “Let’s just say a virgin like you wouldn’t want to be stuck in a room with me,” He whispers in a deep, husky voice that makes my core ache. And I hate it. Gritting my teeth, I look up at him, struggling to escape his grasp. He’s right. I’ve been a ball of nerves since he popped up in my room. I mean, who wouldn’t? Imagine getting out of the shower then find a smoking hot, dangerous and arrogant-looking outsider leaning against the wall of your room. With no bra or panties on, there’s only so much you could do to tell him off. Especially if the jerk is none other than the future alpha of Cruelcrest Hounds Pac