Predators Novels & Stories

But my gaze was drawn to the boy in the middle; I squinted because he looked familiar, but I couldn't place from where. He was dark, that was clear. The cafeteria fell silent; everyone couldn't take their eyes off those three strange guys. They reached the empty table, the one Karina had mentioned, and sat down. There was a blond guy and another redhead. The one who seemed like the leader had black hair; his face was so clean and... refined that I couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated and intrigued. "Who are they?" Alessa whispered. "They must be new," Karina replied. "I think I heard the principal talking about it this morning."

There are predators, there are scavengers, and there are parasites. The Italian Mafia Families are top of the food chain, with me on the throne at the loftiest point. The Russian Bratva, before I recently dismantled them, are also in the upper echelons. I know they’ll recover and take up their position again eventually, as is their right. We’re predators. We hunt, we kill, but we have rules. We operate in the shadows because silence is profitable. The Greeks, much as it pains me to admit it, straddle the line between predator and scavenger. And scavengers are an integral part of the ecosystem.

It was waiting for its prey to come out of hiding so that it could pounce. There was only one type of predator that waited out its prey like this, and they caused my fear to spike, as I have had my share of narrow escapes from this type of shifter in the past. They are ferocious and determined hunters. They are known for stalking their prey to the point of exhaustion. They thrived on the hunt—the long game for the prize in the end. A cat was hunting me.

The silence in the chamber was absolute, heavy with the suffocating weight of decisions that could reshape the foundations of their world. Outside, the fortress held its breath. The pack, once loyal and structured, now shifted like sand in a gale, divided by rumors of the prophecy and the terrifying, god-like power that now radiated from their Alpha and his mate. The enemy packs, emboldened by the recent chaos, had gathered at the horizon like storm clouds, waiting for the crack in the alliance that would signal their moment to strike.

KAINE’S POV It takes fifty seconds for my protection mark to appear. And it's only by thirty-nine, she finally stops resisting. *Great Hel. She’s too stubb—* The sudden, sharp pressure of her teeth sinking into my lip cuts my thoughts short. She actually drew blood. I lean back a little. Most prey would freeze when cornered. They would not bide their time, waiting for an opening to retaliate. They would not try to fight back. “How dare you? Let go of me, you beast!” she spits, her blue eyes blazing at me.

“That’s not an alliance. That’s the apocalypse.” Aurora finally turned from the balcony and stepped into the command room. The storm flashed behind her like a crown of lightning. “Not quite,” she said calmly. Her eyes swept across the screens. “They’re not allies.” Rafael Navarro looked up from the tactical display. “Then what are they?” Aurora’s voice was ice. “Predators.” She stepped up to the Atlas command console. “And predators eventually turn on each other.” At that moment, alarms erupted across the room.

He left the herbivorous animal zones and swiftly headed for the predator zones. Predators were inherently bloodthirsty and aggressive, and their combat prowess was significantly greater than that of herbivorous mechanical creatures, which was why Victor had decided to save them for later.

"After the papers are signed next week, you'll receive the first anniversary gift from the Donna." Outside the window, the rain gradually stopped. The hunter had already closed the net, leaving the prey still sleeping peacefully in the gentle trap, unaware.

, 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...”.

This person's eloquence was quite good. "Cough, predators are only here for resources. If you dare to resist, we don't mind killing you. Do you understand?" The predator coldly said, as if his words were very deterring. Flaming Qilin thought for a while. He reacted a little slowly. After a while, he said, "I understand it. Are you bandits?" "Brat, don't compare us with bandits. Predators are much more high-level than bandits, and predators are everywhere. Even those great forces don't dare rashly offend us, understand?"