The Predator Novels & Stories

“Uh, huh? Oh yeah. I’m, um…I’m fine,” I babbled, as if that big cat had my tongue. He stepped forward and looked off into the vegetation. “It’s gone for now, but you must be careful of predators out here,” he warned, meeting my gaze straight on. “Predators are always on the prowl. They’ll stalk their prey until an opportunity arrives to pounce and go for the neck with a fatal bite.” “I know,” I said. “The thought of anything biting me anywhere kind of freaks me out.”

It seemed as if she was even stopping herself from looking at those fragments of her past. Kai was lost in his thoughts as he heard footsteps. He flinched as he heard them and was ready to attack whoever was about to come inside. He was still in human form and was planning to stay the same as he was stronger that way. He lifted his hand in front of him and his cat nails came out with just one thought of wanting to do so.

Whatever is in there, is capable of doing much more damage than anything that this man’s knife can do. The growl comes again, but this time, it is closer and louder. This is the sound of an apex predator instilling fear in its prey, freezing the prey in its tracks while simultaneously triggering the fight-or-flight response. But make no mistake, there is no fighting this predator. The prey can only run and hope to survive. And we, right now, are that prey. And that is when I see it. A gasp escapes me as the sight steals the breath from my lungs.

I said, struggling to pronounce the word. She laughed. “Il Re del Ghiaccio is his nickname. It means the Ice King. His real name is Niccolo Romano.” My heart skipped in excitement. Finally! I had learnt Handsome’s name. “What does he do?” I asked trying to hide my excitment. “He is the vice president of PRESCO, his dad is the president. Haven’t you heard of the Romano’s?” She continued “You must have if you are from Massachusetts. PRESCO has a large headquarter there.”

“If he’s what I think he is, Grant… we’re not dealing with a rival. We’re dealing with a predator. And predators don’t walk away on their own.” Then I left the study, already thinking about the first move.

Don't show even a flicker of uncertainty. Instead, I smile. The smile of a predator who's just spotted wounded prey. The smile of someone who knows exactly how this game will end.

"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.

Stop denying I’m predator wearing protector’s face. And void nature surges immediately, overwhelming guardian identity. I’m suddenly starving with hunger that transcends physical need. Hunger to consume reality, to devour existence, to eat everything and return it all to void. My family is backing away as predator surfaces and I’m losing control faster than expected. “Seven days,” the Witness reminds everyone. “Survive her integration or she consumes you attempting it. Those are your options.” And I’m looking at my sons with void entity’s hunger mixing with guardian’s love.

It is not just me being pulled. It is us. And the predator— The predator reacts. Not with confusion. Not with hesitation. With interest. Because now— There is more than one pattern to learn. And that changes everything.

"I assumed because you didn't eat the bread I gave you earlier that you weren't hungry. But if you are, just say so and I'll happily share this buffet with you." The dark glint in his eyes, the way his mouth curled up in the corners warned me it wasn't going to be that simple. Nothing with this man seemed simple. He was a predator a vicious hunter who had the power to entice, ensnare, only to let you meet your doom once he had you in his clutches. Yet he made me curious, wanting to know what exactly would happen if he managed to bait me, to lure me into his trap? Would I be strong enough to survive him? Or would I shatter like glass once he applied the pressure in order to force the life out