Female Predator Novels & Stories

Art supplied helpfully, his voice grim. Elodie let out a loud bark of laughter, her lips twisting into a mockery of a smile which showed her sharp, white teeth. She reminded me of a shark rather than a wolf. I wanted to put more distance between us, but I found myself frozen in place. Predators could sense prey based on movement. Instinct told me to freeze in place rather than try to run from her claws and fangs. "Technically, I'm Alpha Campbell's consort. He doesn't specifically pay me for sex though I do see to it his appetites are sated. You were starting out so well, Inspector. How sad to see you're terribly unoriginal after all."

He had crossed the line, mate or not, I won’t take that shit. “I know you, Maddie; you feed from the power, and you must have been disappointed when you discovered I was your mate; that was why you got another room and why you have been hiding from me. It has been in the law that the female would have to move to the male’s pack, but you have refused to do so because your ego wouldn’t allow it.”

The knowledge that she wore nothing underneath the thin material, that I only had to take the shirt off to see her completely bare, made my breathing speed up. Holding my breath, I slipped my hand underneath the material to test her reaction. Devrim started speaking again which confused me for a few minutes because I couldn’t remember what we were talking about. “Panthers have more than one female mate,” he said. “Usually, a male has up to five females. In our case, it will be the opposite.” I looked at him and waited for him to continue. “You will have three males. I know that it is not something humans do, but since you are attracted to all of us, I think that it won’t be a problem for us.

He couldn’t kneel without drawing attention to us, and pretended to be offering me a selection of books to choose from. I flipped through one of the books, uninterested in the contents as I hissed at him, “Out with it already!” “They’re saying that one of their members is a female, that can not only shift, but she has a mate and was very pregnant before the moon. Her pregnancy is still intact after her first shift,” he whispered, holding out another book. I took it from him and handed him the first to thumb through the new pages, “So Ulf was right about her.”

I asked him. "I will never bow to a witch. I will take pleasure in eating your heart since you chose to ruin my meal!" He spat back at me with an evil smirk. Yes, I could have easily done a killing blow, but I find a slight enjoyment in making the evil beings suffer a little. Plus, I get paid more if I deliver them alive. Mucelini here broke the law. Ghouls have centers where they can obtain flesh to survive. When several ghoul attacks started in the area and the Paranormal Enforcement Agents (PEA) couldn't find the culprit they called me. Freya Blackwood, paranormal bounty hunter. I take on hunting ghouls, vampires, werewolves, and other creatures of the night. I am the best of the best and

Well, she kind of did jump him at the time. "Think of the difference in mating instinct between dogs and cats. The female dog does nothing more than wave her scent around the male. But the female cat will call out and writhe on the ground and scream to get the attention of a potential mate. Multiply that by twenty fold and you have the Vlkolak female. The Werepanther genes are very strong in these women." "What else have the panther genes done to them?" Alistair needed to know.

He was the ghost of the woman she used to be, and she longed for him with a sorrow that was its own kind of passion. She didn’t mean for it to show. But she was a woman lit from within by new life, and her needs were as transparent as glass. The men felt it. They were predators, after all, tuned to the subtlest shifts in scent, in body language, in energy. It began in small, tense ways.

“She is my mate. I have marked her. And I am here to claim her.” A stunned silence followed. Luna Iris was the first to react. “Well,” she said lightly, breaking the tension with a faint, almost amused scoff. “This is certainly unexpected.” Rowan shot her a sharp look, but she ignored him, her gaze flicking between Eliza and Alaric with keen interest. “I must say, Alpha Alaric, you Storm wolves never do things quietly.” Alaric didn’t spare her a glance. His eyes remained locked on Eliza. And hers were locked on his too.

"You don't know anything about me." "I know you've been sending threats to my family. I know you broke into my house. I know you've been watching my daughter. That's not the behavior of a victim. That's the behavior of a predator." "I'm not a predator." "Then what are you? Because from where I'm sitting, you look like a man who can't take no for an answer. A man who's spent years terrorizing a woman because she wouldn't give him what he wanted. That's not revenge. That's obsession."