Look, I get it. This isn't exactly the best way to get cash—not in a practical sense, a logical sense, and definitely not a moral sense.But it wasn't ever about the money for me.It was about Preds. I can't explain what draws me to them, nor can I explain why the burning impulse that I feel to feed myself to one and finally fulfill my greater purpose seems to fizzle out and die whenever I get too close to a Pred in real life. Call it survival instincts, I guess. I call it a cock block.Regardles

Rob didn't know what to expect from Professor Wolf's class, but he knew to expect something. Pretty much everyone did.The crowd was all whispers and gossip as people filed into the auditorium, a bubble of noise spreading out over the room.“I heard he's a Predator,” a blonde girl was saying, a concerned look on her face as she sat down.“Yeah, well, most of the teachers are,” Rob shot back beside her. “I think you came to the wrong university if you want to avoid those types.”The girl

I was worried from the moment Hugo and I scheduled a game night, but if Hugo said it would go fine, then I suppose I trusted him enough to believe it.I didn't have as many college friends yet, not as many as him anyway, so a game night sounded like a good way to change that—I’d get to know some people a bit more, they'd get to know Hugo, and maybe his charisma could rub off on me somehow. Foolproof.I'd managed to invite two guys from my class plus Jake, who finally decided to forgive me for

As always, feel free to leave any feedback or suggestions!My heart drummed with excitement throughout all of Wednesday’s classes, and when I finally left my last one for the day I could practically feel it bursting from my chest.It was finally today. the big day. The day I would visit Hugo at wrestling practice and meet all of his friends—his Pred friends. It was a thought that always left me feeling a little woozy, when it came to me, not only for the implied threats I'd face just standing

Feedback is greatly encouraged :)I was lying somewhere distant, cold gripping every inch of my body, until my eyes fluttered open and a torrent of memories flooded back in as my lungs filled with air.Hugo.Damn it.I'd really given myself away to him without a second thought, probably nothing more than an easy dinner. All it took was asking, and I'd nicely surrendered to his mouth and stomach like an idiot.But for some reason, I'd actually enjoyed it. It was useless denying now. I'd enjoyed suckin

I knew my dorm roommate was a predator the moment I saw him from our doorway.



Hugo stood a full head above me at 6’4, with olive-brown skin and short, messy dark hair curling ever so slightly over his forehead. At the start though, my attention was captured by the rest of his body, hidden by a sports shirt and shorts. He was slightly

heavyset

, an equal amount of fa

Few places offered refuge to the cold night.



A chilly breeze shook the low treetops of Kyoshi forest, though beneath it, a thick mist created unspoken promises of danger. But something else hung below. Against the current of the smoke was a trail of items - a baggy black jacket; long, dark trousers; a pair of socks, and finally, a long katana leaning onto a short wall of rocks.

When I found out my college roommate was going to be a demon, I was a bit afraid - who wouldn’t be? As if those horns weren’t enough, they always seem to have their pointy teeth on display for everyone to see, like an unspoken threat or promise. It was only
natural
for me to be scared. What’s a catboy to a demon, if not just punching bags or quick snacks? Yeah, because that was also a problem - demons were predators, and QU University knew that