Predator Stories Novels & Stories

Animal Hunters could only handle Low Class Magical Beasts, whereas Thrashers could handle the Middle and average High Classes with relative comfort. Predators were the second highest combat force of this world. They were rare and highly sought after even in the cities. Predators could handle any High Class Magical Beast, and were strong enough to go against the power of Mythic Class Magical Beasts. Two Predators with good teamwork could kill a very strong Mythic Class without sustaining severe injuries. They were a very powerful force to reckon with.

[Avira] The stories I have heard about bandits, the horrible, terrible things they did to their preys, all of the stories I have been told about them directly or through eavesdropping came back to me in a rush. Including the stories I had considered too brutal, and cast off as lies. They all seemed believable now, with Dylan and I this close to becoming preys ourselves.

One of the wolves leaped at him and punched it before it could hit the ground, others leaped at the same time as he fought them all with a supernatural speed , soon the wolves leaped again tearing at him with their paws till he lost count and saw one last wolf paw scratch across his face as he saw pitch darkness. **** The sky felt suddenly dark round the cabin , Khloe stared up at the dark sky as she gathered from some dry woods quickly from around the cabin from fear of it raining. As she picks the wood ,she looked up again and saw some vulture hovering far ahead over a horizon. "A predator just killed something again ." She thought to herself again as it was not uncommon for her to see v

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

In fact, I believed that I might’ve been imagining the entire thing until my eyes caught sight of the bitter reality that it wasn’t imagined. There were infact animals running towards me in stampede fashion. And they were not just any ordinary animals on the wild, they were the very worst, the most monstrous of them all, the most blood-hungry bastards you could encounter in the wild…. Bastardly rogues. The rejects of a thousand packs.

Hadwin said naming the story that changed my life forever due to the King, but Darren only shakes his head in response. “No, it’s a book called The Gruesome Tales, it’s a bunch of gruesome stories comprised into one book. It’s there a story of these flesh eaters live. It’s said there is only one person that can save us all from these creatures, this person is a werewolf like us but was born with amazing powers. It’s said she will go to battle to defeat these creatures and save everyone.” He smiled retelling the story he had read, but for me, this only resembled a nightmare, it was explaining my life.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

Kael didn’t answer immediately. I noticed his jaw tighten. “What is it?” I asked. He exhaled slowly. “There are stories about that forest.” Darian rolled his eyes. “Every forest has stories.” “Not like these.” Mira crossed her arms. “Tell us.” Kael hesitated. “They’re old pack legends.” Rowan smirked. “Let me guess. Giant wolves?” Kael didn’t smile. “Something like that.” The courtyard quieted again. The scout spoke softly. “Whatever made that howl wasn’t a hunter.”

A lone wolf, and we came from the same pack. He told me about the village that he built, founded with humans who wanted the kidnapping and hunting to stop. At first I didn't believe him. I thought it was a trap, a way for my father to lure me back into his place. But it wasn't. Nero shifted right in front of me and taught me how to hunt animals for a change, predators who plagued the forests and hurt travelers. Since then, that's what I've been doing to feed. Finding predators who overpopulate a place and protect humans who wander there.

"Yes they are but-" "Tigers?" "Well-" "What are they?" "Predators?" "Crocodiles?" "Same" "Hyenas?" "What's your point" he finally had enough. I stood up and faced him. "Hydes, snakes, jackals, leopards, Cheetah, and even pigs would eat a little child if no one was looking. Mr Johan, these animals are Predators, and they kill and murder not just humans, but even themselves. Different species, different clans, different cultures, different ways even different habitats. You cannot choose to hate all werewolves just because you saw something as a child and fixated your mind on supporting your specie.