Prey Video Game Rating Novels & Stories

I asked with a low frown. “Well, that’s what is expected of new prey like yourself but what we all know is that there are no rules.” My eyes widened and I released my fists. “There's no rule that states that a hunter should allow his prey go scot free, or a hunter and prey have to be friends by the end of the game- in fact, we’re allowed to treat Prey’s like actual prey’s, without mercy.” She let out a chuckle.

“Players who have chosen the same prey are not allowed to attack each other. That only calls for disqualification.” “Once the timer stops counting, then the game ends! You do not attempt to keep hunting again after that. If you fail to capture your prey, then that is your loss. But it’s okay, you can always come back the next year if you aren’t such a sore loser.” Everyone burst into laughter at his words. Disgusting. All of them. “Oh, I almost forgot, the preys are allowed one weapon each too. I mean, what thrill is it if they don’t fight back, eh?”

Fear clenched my heart, and I already had a sinking feeling about what I was about to see on the screen. With trembling fingers, I clicked the play button and watched the video unfold before my eyes.

I asked with raised brows, and a confused look on my face. “Well I guess you have to understand the logic. If you didn't want cameras and people calling us a couple, the restaurant had to only be with the staff who are under strict rules not to film us.” I turned towards him, and he smirked again, but I rolled my eyes, crossing my hands over my chest. “Whatever you say, just know this isn't some date, and don't even dare to propose!” I warned, pointing my finger at him. He laughed. “What are you so afraid of young lady?”

Oak said. “Yeah. That’ll be an awesome idea,” Rowan added. “Number one rule: always treat newcomers friendly. We need this skill to manage our pack efficiently,” Ash said to the teacher. The teacher looked convinced, and happy at them. He nodded his head in agreement and returned to his office. Oak’s phone rang. It was his father, Ethan. They had a conversation on the phone, which I couldn’t hear. He dropped the call and looked at me in disgust after a few seconds of the dropped call.

“Hunter told me you weren’t feeling well this morning. Are you alright?” I shot Hunter a glare. He kept his expression neutral but didn’t look away. “I’m fine,” I answered. “Well, that’s good to hear.” My mother smiled. “The Alpha and I were discussing something exciting. The boys will be shifting soon. They’ll be fully recognized as wolves of this pack. Isn’t that wonderful?” I forced a smile. “Yeah. Wonderful.” I didn’t care. I wasn’t a wolf like them. I didn’t belong in this world.

Ryan parked in front of the NYPD building on Broadway, he walked into the entrance of the brown brick building, there was a large 34th police precinct written on the side of the building. Different types of cars as well police cars painted in blue and white were parked in front of the building. The agent walked into the building with a rubber bag holding two large burgers and a bottle of orange juice in his hand— which was his breakfast. He marched on boldly into the storey building, ”Hey Flinch!” He waved at the security man at the entrance.

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly

“Well now…unlike you I’ll surely keep my words, just wait a bit and I’ll give you the torturous death that you deserve.” *Royalty is the current heir of the royals, the ones who hold all the powers and they do so till they have kids. The first child is always royalty. The royalty is what the vampires and werewolves are after and that’s why the royalty always hide in the dark but not this time.

"My brother would kill you for standing this close to me and if you should even put your hands on me for a fraction of a second, you'd be starting a war." "Starting a war over you might not be that much of a bad idea." Her eyes widened, then paled and she swallowed at my words. She was so expressive, this one and it makes me wonder what her family was doing. The first thing about coming from a mafia family was to be able to school your expressions and here she was, the mafia princess of one of the most formidable mafia groups as expressive as hell. It is a world of predators and prey, that one attribute will make her easy prey.