Predators Novels & Stories

] [Major abuse will activate a Predator Overload causing temporary lost of control. [Extreme abuse will activate the Bloodlust Curse. The host will become a monster.] “Whoa! I didn’t know that skill abuse would come in different tiers,” she joked. [Predator Instincts is danger perception, it acts like the host’s sixth sense.] [You can detect killing intent.] “Understood. I’ve learned my lesson during the procession. I can’t be that careless especially now that Harakel is gone.” Nesca heaved a deep sigh as the image of her companion appeared in her mind.

“I didn’t even help him.” Ruhan clapped his hands. “That’s great, Jai!” Raka gave a small smile. “I hope you don’t kill all of them. They coexist with the Drat Deers in the east.” Jai frowned. “Don’t wolves eat deers?” Even though Jai didn’t know what Drat Deers are, he knew that there’s a deer in the previous world and it’s listed as herbivore. Raka nodded. “Yes. But if the deer reproduce three times than normal, then something has to be done, right?”

I furrowed my brows, still weirded out by the sudden question. “Well, it is mostly for hunting like aconitum, artemisia, lupine-” “Lupine,” she replied in an instant. “How is that supposed to be the answer?” Both Alarick and I asked. “Lupine is poisonous to werewolves. Once a hunter puts some of it in his spear and you get wounded by it.” I nodded at what she said. That is what I do all the time. “But it can prevent you from turning into a werewolf when it is directly ingested.” My eyes widened at what she said.

"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.

There is no use fighting it as my cousin’s Wolfblood washes over me. After his job is done, he settles on his haunches, like a guard, ears raised. River watches over me, makes sure I still drawl breath, and that no other predator in the forest comes for me. It is the circle of life, an injured predator becomes the prey. But my kin will not let anything get close to me in the forest on this night. Anything that dares to venture too close, drawn by the smell of our fallen blood, is warned off with a growl, and retreats into the shadows.

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

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.

- KILLIAN - Fear. Even from a mile away, I can sense the fear of my prey. It’s very satisfying for a predator to witness the defeat of a victim before it’s claimed as a conquest. And right now, I am that predator, enjoying the trivial acts of my prey. I thrive on it. Dine on it even. And just at the right time, when I have her cornered, I’ll strike and leave nothing untouched. Hunting has never felt so divine.

I gawked at Arlo, “Arlo, please tell me everything you know about Alex's predators.” “Apex Predators are beings that occupy the highest position in power, strength, and abilities, making it the most feared and respected hunter. They possess abilities that surpass those of other supernatural creatures.” Arlo explained. “Other supernatural beings fear and respect an Apex Predator, often avoiding confrontations or showing deference. They can also adapt to various environments and situations, making them formidable opponents in any setting.” I nodded in understanding, “Thank you.” “Where's Gemma?” I asked calmly, trying not to think

"Their reality is collapsing and they're—" The entities pursuing them manifest in our realm like digital predators, consuming information and consciousness indiscriminately. Through our connection, we recognize what they've become: a universe that chose to evolve through predation, developing ways to feed on other realities. "They're like the Devourers," I understand with horror. "But operating on a higher level of existence."