Prey Novel Novels & Stories

............. Come on!” Bay cheered the drooling beast. "Show me what you can!" The crane, an Ursus prole, with the colors of the rising sun, crept around its victim, growling. He kept his eyes on the young, blond man's small handgun. He had learned in the years of his imprisonment. He knew how dangerous this thing was, that it meant pain. But he was hungry, so very hungry. And sometimes he even managed to grab a bite before the pain came.

She blanched slightly at the mental image, but shook her head. "He'd regrow it. If your arm was ripped off, you'd likely bleed to death in just a few minutes. See the difference? Humans are fragile. That's why they're our natural-" He broke off and gave her a look of discomfort that was hilarious to see on his face because it looked so out of place. "Prey?" she supplied in a falsely sweet voice. "Yes," he said after a long hesitation. "Humans are our natural prey. But Paoli and I try very hard not to kill."

Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom. She was a great talker and listener, very confident, too, and… cool. Harold could sense those qualities and he appreciated them greatly although didn't commend her verbally. “I don't know,” Harold said. “What do you mean you don't know?” “I've never lived another life but this and since I don't know what it is like not being the pup of an alpha, I don't know what it is like being one,” he explained. “It is like asking you what it is like being… pretty.”

Blair let out and faced me. Then she touched my forehead, and everything around me turned black. *** --- *Blair’s Point of View* --- "Where are you going to take her? What happened to her?" The principal asked us while I'm carrying Pryce in my arms. Damn it! I almost didn't make it earlier. Because of my recklessness, I almost lost her. In that way, I cannot forgive myself ever. That gunman was not a werewolf. He is human. The enemies are now getting sneakier.

Hello faithful readers. How do you do? I have been incognito for a while due to some hardware issues with my computer but I have found a way around that thanks to God. I am sorry for letting you all down and hope that wouldn't happen again. Now that I have that out of the way, there is an announcement to make. I am here to inform you that Book 1 of Hunters: The Prequel - Hunter Hunted - is over. And Book 2 begins today!

I groan softly to control my mind from going astray and push the thoughts to the back of my head. I hear soft groans and push the flowers to the side gently to see the back of it, and its black back turned towards me as it seems its attention is on something else. I sense a familiar scent in the air, one I have smelt somewhere. I pause and tilt my head to see what captivated it. Oh!. I exclaim on seeing her still-pale feet. The little naked creature I had hit with my gun. My victim. Its prey. I turn around to leave,e wanting to mind my business.

He was so convincing. “We have the ability to transform into a raven-like creature,” he added. “When we choose to, we can fly. When our kind feeds on humans, they swoop down and wrap their wings around a human tightly. It doesn’t kill them. But it does drain their energy and can lead to a psychotic break.” Scarlet suddenly realized. “Tina. That girl in my class. The one who was attacked by an animal the other night and went crazy. One of yours did that?”

Without a second thought, she ran away like a frightened rabbit without looking back. What she didn't notice was the man's penetrating and lecherous gaze on her as if she was prey and he was the ultimate predator. Waiting to devour her.

It was her favorite place to be because here she could forget her past, all the loud noises of the outer world, and all the problems that awaited her outside of those four walls. The book she was reading was one of her favorites and it explained the story of a girl known as the princess of silence and included a poem that told her life story. ~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive

I asked, looking around warily for a moment, still feeling a bit unsure. “It won’t.” Cassian said confidently. “I’m still the apex predator here after all.” He said with a smug smile. “And a prey never runs back to its predator.” I couldn’t help but smile at his words.I must be one hell of a crazy prey then. Cassian pulled me into his arms to hug me. I fell in love with my predator. The End.