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"Our world ended at exactly year 2090, marking the year of Predation. Humanity was nearly wiped out by flesh-eating monsters — mutations of mankind's desire to cure cancer. Only the strongest survive. In this new world, there are only predators, survivors and kill hunters."

— Year 3310 
Eira Ulva and Lars Verhelst's lives were entwined ever since destiny robbed them of their family. Captured by the government, they were forced to serve as kill hunters and entered a cruel world of brutality — kill or be killed. 

Separated as quickly as they met, they reunite years later when Eira is assigned to Lars's unit and she's determined to know the boy who saved her life and bonded with. As Eira adapts to her new life in Ataxia, she will endure hardships, make new friends, face old fears and uncover sinister enemies who would destroy humanity for good.

[warning: R-18 content, explicit and gore scenes]

Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of names, characters, places and incidents is purely coincidental.

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Excerpt :

"Nothing will ever make me leave you again. I had my choice stolen from me but not this time. This time, I choose to stay with you." Her lips curved slowly, alerting him of her impending mischief. "And it's not true. Yes, we grew up but, the foundation of who we are remains the same." She placed a hand on his hard, warm chest, feeling the strong beating of his heart. "I find it much more interesting to peel back the new layers you've developed. But I know you're still reliable, still as strong."

Her frame leaned into his — softness against hardness. "Those butterflies I used to get when I see you, I know what they mean now. I'm very attracted to you, Lars. Back then and now." Her breath ghosted his lips. "Your racing heart tells me that you feel the same. Am I wrong?"

Lars couldn't pin this seductress as the wild savage girl. He was only a man. And Eira was womanly in every way. With a low growl, he grabbed onto her bare curves. The woman needed to put on more clothes. "You're playing with fire, Eira. I don't want a relationship. It's troublesome and I don't want to relive the pain of losing a loved one again."

She expected as much resistance from him, knowing he wasn't easy prey. The hunter in her thrilled at that strength, even if it vexed her. A swift, frantic throbbing awakened in her, a feeling she never experienced before. Her fingers trailed the prominent scar bisecting his left eye — a memento he received from saving her life. "That's fine with me. I'm willing to have you" — her lips brushed his— "any—way—I—can." For now, she mentally added.

Their lips met and a breathy sigh escaped from her lungs into his. It was a searching kiss, tenderly persuasive and erotic. This was the kiss she had dreamt of — been waiting for. Eira's arms wrapped around his shoulders as he sucked harder, a light flick of his tongue begging for entrance. Opening her mouth, Lars tasted her hot femininity — sweet and wild. A moan hummed in the back of her throat as their tongues tangled, the mild friction adding a delicious rush through her veins.

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Author's Note:

Thank you for your support! I hope you enjoy this ORIGINAL novel of mine. Everybody loves smut but this time round, Predation's going to be a little more serious but, don't worry guys I got you covered on the hot stuff. Please share the love, share my stories to friends who will enjoy it! I've been wanting to write for years, and finally got the courage to publish one. Knowing you read it, means a lot to me, as an author.

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Other Original Novels :
1. The CEO and His Mistress
2. The Savage and Her Emperor
3. Predation (Season 1)
4. Predation (Season 2) 
5. Killing Me Softly, Demon

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Predation (Season 1)

Eira watched him sleeping, memorizing the slopes and lines of Lars's harsh beauty. She was exhausted but, it was a good kind of tired. Lying on top of his warm body, she was going to miss it – his heat, his caring and possessiveness and the way those eyes would flash at her in anger or passion.


She was reluctant to leave but, she had to. Pressing a kiss on his lips, she whispered. "I love you, Lars."


Eira bit back a smile. He must have been worn out. They had been insatiable, and, in some ways, she supposed they were making up for lost time. Gingerly, she disentangled her limbs from his and crept out of bed, pausing in front of the mirror. Even under the moonlight, she could see that her body was a map of love bites. She touched one at the base of her neck, wishing it was permanent.


Honestly, she hadn't expected Lars to confess his love. Though only parts of her memories had been restored, she knew without a doubt that she loved him too. But ever since her parents' death, she had vowed to kill the predator that took their lives. She wanted to lay her ghosts to rest. Now that the opportunity was here, she wasn't going to let it slip by.


Lars would stop her if he knew, and she didn't want him to be blamed for her desertion. It was punishable by death. Returning to her room, she dressed, grabbed her weapons, and left a holographic message. Eira didn't know if she would return alive. No one ever killed a primary apex and lived to tell the story but, she was going to die trying.


She snuck into the docking bay and was glad to see it was empty. Unlocking the bay doors, she hopped onto a hover bike and rode out into the dead of night. She had keyed in the address on the card from the mysterious man, arriving at a seedy tavern bar in the middle of nowhere. Before she even knocked, the tiny shaft in the door cracked open. "Your name?" The voice was surly.


The sounds of locks unbolting greeted her ears and the door swung open to reveal a vacant room – no tables or chairs, no bar, and no people. What was up with this place?


Her eyes widened in shock when the space before her rifted apart, and a booted feet stepped through the portal. The same portal she had seen in the cave, with the same young man from before. She was certain now; he did know her.


Those black eyes smiled at her, and he extended a slim hand. Under the light, she noticed he had an uncommon streak of white hair in his hair. "My name is Regis Ciel, and I've been waiting for you."


Author's Note : Hello readers, Season 2 is now live! Thank you so much for sticking it out with me till the last episode. I'd love to hear your thoughts so far, and yes there are many unanswered questions which I will be focusing on in Season 2, and definitely more steamy love scenes to make up for the lack of it here in Season 1. As this is my first dedicated genre, it wasn't easy to keep track of plenty of things, and I literally have an encyclopedia that I sketched and bound by hand of the predators I created. Sadly, not all of them could make a debut. But I do hope that the story so far is enjoyable while the plot thickens! LEAVE ME A REVIEW, VOTE FOR MY BOOK or BUY ME A COFFEE at : https://ko-fi.com/nessawvera


Either way, THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT UNTIL THE END. Meanwhile Stay Safe <3


Feel free to check out my other novels :


1. The CEO & His Mistress | COMPLETED | Link : https://bit.ly/3AWLQ9M


2. The Savage and Her Emperor | COMPLETED | Link : https://bit.ly/3wmkUfT


3.  PREDATION (Season 2) | COMPLETED | Link : https://bit.ly/3B1MT71


4. Killing Me Softly, Demon | ONGOING | Link : https://cutt.ly/0JpkX1x


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Epilogue (End of Season 1)