The Predator Novels & Stories

"I will strip away your defenses and consume your soul until you forget the sound of your own name. Are you prepared to face the lethal predator hiding behind my expensive corporate suits?" "The predator is just a guardian who uses a terrifying mask to frighten away the vultures circling his family," Maren replied while walking around the edge of the heavy desk to invade his personal space. "I witnessed the gentle king who cradled my nephew with reverence, and I know that man will never cause me harm. You wield your ruthless power to protect the people you claim, and I am ready to be claimed."

I tell it. The gecko chirps again from somewhere above me, completely unbothered by my misery. I sigh and let my head fall back against the wall. Maybe they are leaving me here to rot. After all, what better way to punish a hunter than to lock her up like the very creatures she locks away. My stomach answers with another growl. “Odin’s beard, I heard you the first time.” I pull my knees closer to my chest and stare at the door. And the color changes.

Ajax yawned loudly, "You're very much attached to women, Zayn. Allegra is the prey, I'm the predator, and a good predator plays around with the prey before ending them. I was playing around with Allegra using my pack, the puppet and the witch. I was having one last fun before leaving this world and you walked into it unexpectedly. Now you've participated in the game, wasn't it fun? "

The blood splattered on the ground, but it also could not lessen their anger and desire to kill people. “all of you, turn back, let’s chase her” The biggest guy spoke aloud in a hoarse voice. Each of his dragon tattoos on his neck and the back of his neck became wrinkled because of his anger. They continued to return to that place. Suddenly, a large animal blocked the way. It extended its sharp claws toward the group of people. One by one, they were torn apart in the middle of the forest, even the biggest guy. The animal looks like a big wolf. The animal smelled and it chased in the direction in which Lily was running.

Lucas spoke up, the hard look in his eye sending his cousin off silently. It took everything Chloe had to suck air into her lungs and not sink to the ground when Lucas took just a few dominating strides towards her. Being werewolf blessed Chloe with supernatural senses and yet the shadows of night and light of the moon only sharpened Lucas’ features even more. There was something wild and yet put together in everything about Lucas. A true apex predator who had fixed his sights on his latest prey.

“I don’t take it up the ass. I’m not a fucking donut muncher. I can’t believe the pack even allows disgusting creatures like you to live here!” “At least what I do is consensual. You are a creep that gets off on staring at women you’re supposed to be training. You’re a predator is what you are. None of these women consented to being your personal sex objects. You make even me uncomfortable with how you openly gawk at them while they bend over and shift.” “Get the fuck out of this sparring class now!” he yelled, then stared at Tyler when he didn’t move and said more quietly, “You will pay for ever questioning my authority.”

"I actually don't mind if they gossip about me. I'm not carrying my name, after all. What is more important to me is my comfort. If they want to talk about me, then so be it. At least I am sleeping peacefully at night." He walked closer, right in front me, then he crouched and put his hands on both sides of the sofa. I froze and lifted my chin to meet his brooding eyes. With our position, he looks like a dominant predator caging his prey. Predators are meant to be visioned by their preys as scary beings, and that preys would feel nothing but fear for them. I admit I feel a little fear for this predator, but I feel something else, something more dominant. I was nervous and uneasy, but this is

Convel’s POV This is the day every werewolf in our pack is waiting for; the festival of the red blood moon that only happens once every 10 years. Blood moon appears to be the werewolves’ source of strength during the great war centuries ago. “Convel!” I follow the voice, and it leads me to one of our dungeon guards. “Do we have any problem?” I take a quick look at the entrance of the dungeon, worrying if something happened. “Nothing happened, but the prisoner screamed so loud last night.”

In one swift move, he pushed her arms up, holding both of her wrists with one of his hands above her head while his free hand found its hold on her collar as he tugged at it hard and her eyes flew open when the first two buttons of her shirt ripped. Her eyes clashed with those hollow silver pits. His face was just inches away from hers. Those eyes. The same eyes that held soft and gentle adoration for her were now brimming with malicious fury directed solely at her. The pupils of his eyes were dilated to such an extent that the silver remained only the rims. Lennox resembled the exact definition of a predator. Deadly, merciless predator and she was his prey. Tears that had brimmed her eyes e

' she asked herself. "Yes I did, and just so you know, your thoughts sucks." Kalisha said and started laughing. "Why are talking to princess Oceana like that? She is your elder sister for crying out loud." Lula said. "Scold me again and loose your job." Kalisha warned. "That's by the way. So from the other class we had, one of you should tell me what an apex predator is. " Lula asked. "Apex predators are just like other predators who hunt their prey for food but one thing that sets them apart is that no other animal in their habitat is strong enough to hunt them." Oceana answered and Kalisha rolled her eyes.