Predator X Reader Novels & Stories

In the room were ten men, seated naked in a circle on single wooden chairs. The room was well lit and had a patient bed somewhere at the corner. There were charts of penises hung up on the walls and a banner on the wall that read boldly : TINY PRICK HUMILIATION Ana was a dominatrix. And the founder of the community that consisted of a group of sub men who had a fetish for humiliation, mockery and downgrading. “Welcome to TPH. My name is Anna and I am here to help you learn… how to own your disgraceful jokes of pricks.” Anna said, taking her seat on a couch at the top of the circle.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

“You have evil plans against me in the future.” Draymond shrugged. “Allow the future take care of itself. Live in the present for now, boy. You have the big opening. You can become a Sentinel today.” “So you think I should kill Jimin?” Xavier said, turning the book in his hands. “I didn’t say you should do anything,” Draymond frowned. “I just gave you the book that would best suit what you need to do right now.” Xavier turned the book over in his hands searching for a name. “This book was written by….” He turned the book around looking for the author’s name and he finally found it.

And with the way he was looking at me, it would be best if he left and we pretended whatever happened, didn’t happen. As none of my prayers have been answered recently. Instead of him to remember he had some work to do, or someone else to torture. He turns around and closes the door. I tighten my hold around the book, like it would protect me from Xander. Maybe he has respect for literature and he wouldn’t destroy the book. Who am I kidding? He doesn’t look like someone who would open a book and read. Talk less of appreciating the craft. Xander stands at the foot of the bed, peering at me. Like a predator sizing up his prey. There is no mistake on who is who.

He betrayed me. As I lived through my banishment, my hurt soon turned to anger which further hardened my heart and that anger turned to an unquenchable thirst for revenge. Xander was right. War does change people. END OF BOOK ONE!!!

she tells me and she goes back to her book, while I continue watching my show. I was watching the series You on N*****x about a serial killer, it is very interesting. Jolene was reading a book called Shadow and Bone about a girl who discovers she has a very rare type of power. After thirty minutes, she joins me in the bed. She takes my phone from my hands and she kisses me. her pregnancy has made her very horny.

Resting on it is a heavy, silver-tipped stake. The square immediately goes silent when Axon’s fingers close around it. Even I hold my breath. Waiting. A vampire that large, with those chilling intelligent eyes, is surely going to snap his chains, surely going to try and escape. Axon raises the weapon high, staying there for a few seconds more than necessary, before driving the silver wood straight into the vampire's heart. A choking, horrific sound tears from his throat, and right before our eyes, his skin begins to blister and liquefy.

Then she runs and jumps into the water and it calms. Xander is growling loudly now as his body starts to blur. I scoot back away from him on the ground as I wonder what the hell is happening before I hear the first rip. As I scramble backwards as far as I can I watch as his body starts to grow. The way he moves, growls and groans makes me think that whatever is happening is really painful.

She spat. The space wobbled, and she found herself standing in the midst of an unfamiliar forest, watching two wolves square off with twelve men surrounding them. As Elyssa wondered what this alpha duel had to do with her, the black wolf pinned his opponent to the ground and sank his teeth into his throat. In a fit of rage, he ripped off half his throat, howling as he shifted.

No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in any retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means whether by electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without the prior permission of the copyright owner. DEDICATION To the Salami-Aruna Family. To Victor Olarenwaju Olorunjuwon. DISCLAIMER All names and characters in this book are fictitious. They have no existence outside this book. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS All thanks to the Almighty God for his constant love! ABOUT THE AUTHOR Esther Imoseme Aruna is an upcoming writer. She has written a few other books such as Forced to Marry, The Great Escape, The Wrong Dark house, Kimo the Dancing Frog, An Affair to Rememb