Novel & Cerita Prey Novels

His scream had resonated in my ears as I twisted his head and devoured his neck. He was no longer breathing when I let him go. His blood spilled in my mouth as I proceeded to my next target. I was on my seventh hybrid when I heard howls. My heart thudded when I saw a bunch of wolves floating in the air and being burned alive through a black fire caused by Kenji’s spell. His hybrids encircled him as if they were trying to protect him as he weaved a spell.

Caitlin Paine sped down the West Side Highway, determined to reach the Cloisters before they closed. Her mind spun, as she reflected on all the troubles that were besieging Scarlet—troubles that no teenager should have. Scarlet was changing, Caitlin was sure of it. She was no mere human anymore, and each day, she was getting worse. Caitlin sensed that she was becoming what she, Caitlin, had once been herself: a vampire.

An ivory knitted blanket was folded neatly across one arm, as though someone expected to return and finish a chapter after a quick walk. You have her eyes. The words kept circling back, pacing around my mind like a caged animal. A murderer doesn't spare a witness because of her eyes. Eyes don't stop bullets. Eyes don't change anything in a world where families get slaughtered over dinner. I pressed my palms to my temples, trying to force the thoughts out, and moved toward the bathroom. Survival first. Always. I had read enough novels to know that the heroine usually missed the obvious because she fell apart too soon. I wouldn't do 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.

Byron I strode through the dark corridors of the dungeons, passing by several cells, most of which held Hollowborns we captured. Hollowborns were the second plague of our time. Capturing supernaturals and stealing their magic. I always enjoy torturing them. But today, I'd come for a different reason. I stopped before the cell that held the werewolf. The gates had been laced with wolfsbane, making it impossible for her to try to escape. It didn't seem like she was planning on it, judging by how she curled against the wall, hugging her knees tightly. She didn't seem to notice my presence, or maybe she just didn't care enough.

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.

Humans here are nothing more than prey. I pull my worn jacket tight around my body, feeling the heavy weight of the cash satchel against my hip. I'm a human born without a beast in a world ruled by sharp teeth and mafia law. Or so they think. Deep beneath my skin, under the silent pulse of my veins, something hot and ancient stirs—a suppressed bloodline that has been sleeping for twenty years, waiting for the exact moment my life falls apart to wake up. I step into the shadow of an abandoned brick warehouse. A low, predatory growl echoes from the alleyway behind me. Three rogue wolves step out of the fog, their eyes glowing red in the dark, their lips curling back to reveal heavy, yellowed f

It means the world to me you've come all this way for Syd's happy ending. Never fear. There is more of Syd available for you to dive into. But first, you'll be seeing her from new points of view. From Meira's and Charlotte's. From Zoe Helios's. The Hayle Coven Novels might be complete, but there are many stories remaining to be told in Syd's universe-including a full series from her starting with The Outcast, book one of the Hayle Coven Destinies. The full list of the Hayle Coven Universe (and recommended reading) is here:

Prologue All I could smell was the scent of sex. Everywhere I looked, bodies twisted and writhed in pleasure, moans filling the air. Heart pounding, I ran, the sound of footsteps growing closer, chasing me. The trees came alive, their branches resembling snakes, swiftly closing in on me. One branch ensnared my leg, coiling around me, rendering me motionless as I fell into the mud. I tried to scream, but no sound escaped my lips…