American Predator Novels & Stories

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

Mars shouted in his mind with too much emotion to make Zayn bored because of him. " How strange, are you not defeated by your flock that has been destroyed?" He groaned so much that Darkle answered him, but he didn't care and didn't listen because Ardina caught his attention when she attacked him with shocking speed! His Mate sees herself as human just because she does not transform, but she is not, she is a werewolf like everyone else here and she has a wolf and one of the strongest of wolves too, so she should never underestimate herself! Just because she can't transform into wolves doesn't mean she's not a werewolf

He went through his phone to see a message waiting to be opened. "Of course." Theodore dryly muttered, she was going to contact him after all. He clicks on the inbox to read the text. "I'm disguised. You will spot me wearing dark shades and a scarf. I'm basically holding a bag of seeds feeding the birds like a deranged lunatic who's got nothing better to do. It's not hard to spot me." Theodore was amused by the description, he was amazed by the details she provided and definitely she wouldn't be hard to find.

“Humans, and also werewolves, demons, angels.” Yeah right. He had already shot himself in the foot and he knew it. I glanced at Bradley whose eyes were fixed on my face. It was creepy but I chose not to let that distract me from the most important issue at the time. “Are there werewolves in this town, Mr. Morgenstern?” “What are you talking about? Are you sure you didn’t get hit on the head. I heard you ran out of the forest like a mad woman.” I heard a chuckle from Bradley.

He’s the only one who’d dare to consistently put me off. We reached a clearing, most probably one I created, and Fenrir stood in the middle. I stopped beside him, looking around for the ‘crony’ he spoke of. His scent attacked stronger after a breeze hit us, and a few moments later, a figure stopped in front of us after moving quickly and stealthily. I mistook him for a blur. That was how fast he was. Was he using magic? No, he’s a werewolf. He’s just terrifyingly fast.

“You and I will fight like warriors. If you win, I'll tell you my goal. And if you lose, your life will be mine.” Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could k

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

Apollo tracks and brings down a deer in the dark woods, displaying terrifying predator efficiency that alarms and thrills Daniel in equal measure. The midnight excursion beyond the perimeter fence had been an awakening, but a single run across the high granite ridges was only the prologue. The wilderness was not merely a landscape to be admired from a precipice; it was a hunting ground, and an alpha wolf-hybrid does not merely jog through his territory he claims it with teeth, muscle, and absolute predatory intent.

She paced the living room and craned her neck to try to see anything out of the windows, but all she could see in every direction was forest. The Apostle Ridge Pack, run by Alpha Anton, was a small pack by werewolf standards. Their remote territory sat nestled in deep, dense forest, giving the wolves the freedom to exercise and hunt undetected by humans. But right now, that isolation had fear prickling her skin, goosebumps rising, and her body jittery until she could no longer stay put.

he said, trying to calm me down. One of my biggest rivals, Alpha Zander of the Long Tooth pack, was coming tonight, with his entire family and dozens of his pack. We were old friends but recently started stepping on each other’s toes trying to get more land, more bodies for our defenses. I needed to keep him happy and I had to assume he felt the same toward me. I didn’t want t piss him off but I wasn’t going to roll over for him either.