Predacon Oc Novels & Stories

The air felt thick with ozone and hidden power. Joel slipped between the racks, heart steady. At the center stood an elevated console, its interface displaying cascading lines of code: the predator’s heartbeat. Leila, monitoring remotely via a hardened line, whispered through the comms. “It’s processing massive data sets. Victim profiles. Behavioral forecasts. And financial ledgers tied to IZO44.” Suddenly, the servers whirred louder. Lights intensified. A holographic projection materialized above the console: a silhouetted figure, features obscured.The voice that emerged was calm, synthesized yet commanding.

Lark turned towards me, hands crossed and eyebrows raised. "That's not true. If you have enough willpower, you can withstand the alpha voice. And there are many scent blockers and suppressants available now for omegas to hide their scent and block out the influence alphas have over them." I countered before turning towards Cassian's father. "Alpha Jax, I think omega's are not willing to enroll in defense classes because they don't feel safe and comfortable. Alpha-dominated spaces are always uncomfortable for omegas. Only a few can manage it. I think we can make a large difference by having separate classes for omegas and having our already well-trained omega warriors teach them. This could m

Adom could hide being an omega for his whole life if he kept on being careful. Right now, he was living off his scholarship and part-time jobs, so he would still be able to afford his suppressants. They were expensive, given how many he needed every time. Most omegas only took them for their heat if it would be really inconvenient for them, but he had been taking them for every heat he had so he wouldn't need to experience them. He heard they were very painful and uncomfortable, so he happily took them every month.

For a moment, he just stood there with furrowed brows, his orbs fixed on the cover. “Zombies are Real?” he read, tapping his fingers on the book. Taking a deep breath, he averted his gaze to the books seated next to them. Using his free hand, he grabbed one. “Supernatural Being.” With his lips curled, he scanned them from back-to-front cover. Immediately after, his mind drifted without prior warning. Something about the titles probed his guts. He just didn’t know what. Should he believe these zombies and supernatural beings were true? If not, how could he explain what he’d seen the night before?

She called me before telling Troy that she was pregnant every time and I did the same when it was my turn. Troy found a new beta in the Blood moon pack. He originally wanted Creed but Creed refused, saying he didn't want that much responsibility. Troy's new beta is a fun and relaxed woman that's a few years older than me. She is good at calming Troy and keeping him grounded. She and her mate are happy in their new home and the pack adores them both.

, his thumb lightly caressed her cheek, “You can’t feel anything, the pain is lessened" “Does it remain that way?”. “No", he answered, “It doesn’t, only very few vampires can achieve that wholeness. It happens when they find their mates. Suddenly you feel the pain for two. You have a purpose, something to look forward to every day. Something to protect and to fight for, for as long as you live...”. She nodded in understanding. “There is also that predatory instinct that we can’t overcome", he continued, “The need to wield power, ultimate power, to exert dominance at all times...”.