Predator Novels & Stories

"Then you wait until it isn't looking, and you bolt toward it." "But if you're not fast, they'll get away," Elias added. "One more thing," Xander said, his voice suddenly serious. "We never kill more than we can eat. And what we don't eat, we leave for the lesser predators. Nothing in the forest goes to waste." "Also, break its neck before you start tearing into its flesh," Elias said. "You never want to cause the animal any more pain than necessary, if you can help it." "Now," Xander interjected, "look over the herd and pick one out."

Aiden is doing something similar with his commission piece, I’m aware, filling his spare college moments with sketches and paint. I trust him, I do, but I don’t trust Cavendish. Aiden tells me he suspects Cavendish would think less of me if I did. For Cavendish, he guesses, there are two sorts of being in the world: predators and prey. The prey might be treated as livestock, cared for and guarded from other threats, but they would never be seen as equals. Prey are not a threat, or, at any rate, prey who dare to become threats are culled.

For all I knew, those two were living on the island. I sighed exasperatedly and climbed off. I made my way to the jungle where our house was, but all of a sudden, I heard a roar and I froze. A moment later, another roar. This time it was loud enough to shudder me in fear. I gulped and turned around, only to find a wild cat. Jaguar!! Oh my God! Its big rounded yellow eyes fixed on me as if I was its next delicious food. I swallowed hard. My throat turned dry as fear crawled into my chest. My hair stood up on the back of my neck when I heard another roar from behind. That means it was not only a jaguar but a jaguar. I didn’t want to die, and I didn’t want to become the food of two jaguars. My

Aloha trembled as she asked, "What do you want from me? I'm just an ordinary human." Ragnar's lips grazed her ear as he spoke in a deadly whisper. "Are you sure you are an ordinary human? Because you are mine now. I am your tormentor, your worst nightmare. You will tremble when you see me, yet you won't be able to do without me. You are prey, and I am the predator." His words sent chills down her spine. The meaning of prey and predator resonated in her ears, and she wished she could search for their meaning on the internet. But she couldn't; she was trapped and vulnerable.

“That is not a normal predator.” Darius studied the claw marks, his expression darkening. “You are right. Those are fresh too. From last night." “There is something else, I said, following my instincts. I walked in a circle around the dead rogue, looking at the tracks. See how the paw prints circle the body? Like it was toying with the rogue before killing it?" “Predators do not toy with prey,” Garrett said. "Exactly. They hunt efficiently, kill quickly, and eat. I pointed to the untouched rogue corpse. This thing did not eat. It just killed and left. That is not hunting. That is—"

The Apex Predators surged ahead 37–29. Taiga was livid, heart beating with rage, why was rei so strong? could it be his teamates weighing him down? he looked around, back straightening, Rin was pouring an abnormal amount of sweat in just second quarter, Takuri, although he looked composed, it was obvious he was nearing his limit, Maya? looked straight ahead, probably cooking up a new strategy.Arata was also spent, breathing heavily, compared to the predators whose members consisted of only elite primes Alpha types, with Kaito a registered Japanese Luna, the wolves were mixed with omega types and an Enigma making them a weaker te

he picked up the gun that was carelessly thrown aside. He already spotted a few of the elk footprints nearby. If he followed it around, he might be able to find a few elks. “Hey, what is the condition of winning?” “The one with the heaviest prey wins.” “Only elks?” “Anything. A few will hunt rabbits and make it up in weight. A few will hunt predators. We have a few brown bears which have migrated around here. It’s dangerous for or young wolves so the one who hunts the predator wins without any reserve of weight,”

Jumping won't kill us, but it is more likely to cripple our bones for a while, it'll take almost five minutes to heal from such injury, but I'm sure the Predator will heal in less than a minute. “You jump,” I say, on sighting the Predator. “Mel! Jump.” I shout to her but she remains still. “No, It's either you jump or we jump, but I'm not letting you do something crazy, I know you don't love your life but guess what?....... I hate my life too” Mel gasp as the predator jumps out of the forest. He growls and points his sharp nails at us. There's one thing for sure; he's not going to stop until we're

The war between White Clan Wolf's and Black Clan Wolf's are continue from two hundred year's. No one actually knows when it's start, it's like they start hating eachother beacuse of their wolf colour. Alexander Branson is a king of Black Wolf clan, he try to protect his people's to all bad things and punished them when ther are wrong. He want to end this war, but he don't know how? He is still single because he didn't find someone who is take the position of Donna in his clan.

“Dm!” Windy felt scared when he had to hunt with Ezra; he involuntarily cursed. Since hunting with Ezra was very risky and laborious, it was not according to standard rules but special training. The prey they caught must not die; it must be alive. The prey they just caught will not be kept but must be released, and they have to track down the prey they have just seen. And that will repeat many times until Ezra stops.