Ultimate Predator Novels & Stories

Tucker was amazed by what he just saw. He knew that his new employer was a genius given that he was able to become a Predator at such a young age, but he didn’t expect him to be so tyrannical. One had to remember that Tucker used to serve the House of Sir Oswald who was a Predator, so Tucker understood the gap between a Predator and Tigers who stood at the peak of Predators (since Lions had long disappeared from this world). He knew that his former master wasn’t a match for Vital Orange a year ago when Vital Orange was still a Predator at the level of a Tiger Cub. Now that Vital Orange was a fully grown Tiger, Tucker knew that his master wouldn’t be a match at all. Yet Mane had made short wo

A new voice, deeper, colder than any we’d heard before, came up the stairwell. “Primary Alpha target detected. Termination protocol authorized.” Then it stepped into view. One single enhanced wolf. But this one was different. It was taller, looked heavier, and carried a lot of scars on its body like it had survived a hundred battles. But I was pretty sure that those scars were just design protocol. No way this thing had been fighting for that long. Its golden eyes burned almost white. It looked straight at me and smiled with too many teeth. “Hello, Kade. I am Unit Prime. And I was created to kill you.”

Ean's face contorted in disbelief and rage. "Nonsense! How could she be dead?" He stormed in, eyes wild with panic. Behind a few rows of shelves, a faint figure was curled up on the floor. Ean started shaking uncontrollably. I followed close behind him, my stomach turning at the sight of my own dead body. My eyes were wide open, staring straight ahead, directly at him. My face was icy, and all ten fingers were smeared with dried blood. The floor and walls were covered with the marks of my struggle.

Mauve’s protests were quickly softened by Sephie’s coaxing, until she sat tied once more to the chair. Nicholas folded his hands, voice sharp and commanding. “Listen carefully. Save your questions for the end. Understood?” Mauve, sulking, gave a small nod. “Elite is a parallel dimension of Earth,” Nicholas began. “It exists a thousand years ahead of your time. Here, it is 2021. There, it is 3021. The geography mirrors Earth’s, but its population is smaller, tightly controlled. Resources are abundant. Our technology far surpasses anything here.”

It cast a light across my vision. [CRITICAL SYSTEM WARNING!] [Extreme Danger! You are standing next to a legendary-level survivor!] [Target Scan: 'Justin' A Tier 2 Awakened Super-Human.] [LUS Warning: SSS-Class Partner 'Justin' detected. He is incredibly dangerous, but teaming up with him will give you legendary rewards! Do you want to invite him to join your team? Warning: If you fail to control him, he will kill you instantly.]

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.

The kind that had landed me in more fights than I could count. I typed back. ME: What? UNKNOWN: Yeah*smiling emoji* last night. Well.. he was supposed to spend the night tonight, but I guess he couldn't wait. A sharp pain settled in my chest as I stared at the screen. He has to be kidding. I swear to fucking God. ME: Well, congratulations on getting your asshole stretched. UNKNOWN: Oh, he did, alright. And I know you know how good he is at that. *drooling emoji*

he said cheekily as he tied the cord that held the britches around his waist. Astrid smirked back at him, seemingly completely unaffected. "Close your mouth, Dóttir. There is no longer anything to see." But her mother was wrong. There was a lot to see. Acres of muscles across his chest and abdomen. The broad shoulders that wielded the giant longsword with such ease. Even his forearms bulged with muscle as he tied up his pants. The tattoo of a howling wolf on his left shoulder that covered part of his chest fascinated her as well. Wait. Did the lines just move? Was the sight and scent of him causing her to hallucinate. Ulfhild tore her eyes away and took two steps back when all she really wan

“What’s going to happen?” “He’ll probably be here for a few days, and then my parents will take him home and try to get him into rehab again. This is another reason why I didn’t bring him up, Quinn,” Archer says, and the emotion in his voice kills me. “This happens over and over, and this won’t be the last time.” The microwave beeps in the background. “Anyway, I looked up robot fights while I was waiting and I have to say it’s pretty fucking cool.” “It is! Careful you don’t get sucked in. You’ll start watching a fight or two here and there and then it becomes your life and you’re under-the-table funding lasers to go on your team’s robot.”

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.