The Predator Novels & Stories

Chester was in no state of mind to listen to Elizabeth’s pleas. His slightly trembling hand continued to grip her neck. His fingers were practically about to touch. "You can't do this to me!" Elizabeth said waveringly. "Are you begging for mercy?" Chester’s eyes flashed with sarcasm. "Give me one good reason why!" Elizabeth furrowed her brows. She didn't want to die yet! "I’m... I’m pregnant!" Chester’s gaze narrowed. This woman was not only evil, but a compulsive liar as well!

I saw it, and I did the only thing I could think of. I lifted my hand. It was not a wave. It was a bare, open palm, held high over my head in the grey light, and I held it there, and for a half-second the whole square was perfectly silent. The roar came from the left. I had seen Jayden half-shifted once before, on a terrace, with the claws pushing out of his fingertips. This was nothing like that. A shape came out of the shadows beside the shuttered café, enormous and dark and moving at a speed that did not belong to anything so big, with a shoulder like a battering ram and a mouth full of sound. The first man went down under it without a cry. The second turned, and a line of fire the color

The same photo I'd received before, the one I'd shrugged off as someone messing with me. But this time it feels different. Just then, a new message slides in. [THAT IS WHAT THE PREDATOR LOOKS LIKE WHEN HE GOES HUNTING. DO YOU THINK YOU’RE SAFE FROM HIM?]

Her tongue peeked out to moisten her lower lips. "When that punk looks your way tonight you're going to feel exactly how you're feeling right now. Like a prey. A fawn spotted by a fox. Every instinct will tell you to look away. Your wolf will purr and cower." I squinted my gaze and made my voice drop, "You won't. You'll look him dead in the eyes, like you could devour him alive. You're the predator, not him. Not any man." "What if I can't?"

Alexander grinned in return as, finally, they arrived on the same page. "Yes, Mell. It means he has his own written program that he can use to access secret information without getting tracked. And that, my friend, is your next job. Destroy that almighty program of his. Now, I suggest you start tracking it before he thinks of creating a program to block your script-" Alexander said but Mell paid him no mind as he immediately moved to grab his laptop and started to trace Ash program. But, before his program could finish processing his request, his laptop switched to a black screen of death with a very familiar voice looming in. "To the Black Clan,

She closed her eyes as she let the tears flow freely down her cheeks, there was nothing she could do against these people. They were formidable and she was only their toy to play with as they deemed fit. Alessandro had made it clear today that he was not done dealing with her. She could not even being to fathom how he had ripped a man’s head off his neck, shattering bones and tendons with just his bare hands. She steadied herself on his shoulders as he quickened his pace. Her tears increased, her thoughts were confused, she could not think clearly but one thing she was sure of was that Alessandro was a predator, a very deadly kind and she was his prey...

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

He was a predator, toying with his prey, delighting in the power he held over our lives. The place seemed to hold its breath, enveloped in an eerie silence that amplified the tension. The air was thick with anticipation, as if time itself had slowed down to witness the unfolding drama. My eyes darted back and forth between Clyde's menacing stance and Carmine's predatory smirk, unsure of what would happen next.

The other woman sneers at me. I blink at her in surprise. “Let me tell you, you aren’t in love, he is just using you and lying about it is protecting a predator.” My nostrils flare. “What the fuck do you mean predator?? I’m an adult, a consenting adult. I went after him actually, so how is he a predator??” “You went after him, a naive student, and he couldn’t hold it in his pants long enough to say no?”

I groaned with disgust, “seriously Nyx, he and his friends, all are a bunch of bullies! The entire pack is terrified of them and this blacklisting tradition.” “He is cute.” she stomped her feet, thrusting her phone in my hand, “He is the alpha of this territory. Of course he can do whatever he wants” “I have never seen someone as evil as him.” I gritted out, “all he does is bully the people weaker than him and take pleasure in it. Only cowards do that.” “Nyx Jo!” The voice was scarily familiar. Nyx eyes met mine, and then widened. “I should run.” she whispered.