Yautja an alien species known as hunters or predators the greatest ones in the galaxy they hunt all species as a form of sport, but they have honour and a code What if a female Yautja a concert of the King came across a human child alone in the world staying strong to survive and decided to raise it as her own This is a story of a human named Nikki, he was raised by his adopted mother Hashori to be like one of the hunters, but he is often treated differently and looked it down upon even by his own adopted father To prove himself to the rest of his clan, he decides to hunt something that no other Yautja has ever hunted before a viltrumite

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING!!! ⚠️ PLEASE READ! This story contains scenes and references to SA, r*pe, violence, and character deaths! I will not be marking individual chapters, so please assume the entire work may include these themes. If these subject matters are distressing or uncomfortable for you, I STRONGLY advise against reading. This book is not for you! Yautja x Human OC ​Her will is unbroken. Her defiance is absolute. When a human captive stands against a powerful Yautja warlord, a primal conflict begins, forcing her to find a new path to survival in a world where she is nothing but a prize. Artwork of Dral'Zhakur was done by the amazing WicesheZZ!

Nova is a science experiment wishing it would all come to an end. When the scientists capture a full grown Yautja and put him in the cell next to hers, interests are raised. Maybe the massive warrior is just what Nova needs to take back the freedom that was stolen from her. Adopted from blacktalon17, also on ff.net.

Her people were taken from their homeworld, used by the humans of Earth to cure themselves. Subject Zero has only known a life of enslavement, she has never tasted fresh air or felt grass beneath her feet. She never imagined that her freedom would come from a creature much different from her. Soon she would be given her first taste of her rightful life.

Alora 9 is a ghost in the void: the fiercely guarded, isolated homeworld of the Thoraxi, hidden from the galaxy by layers of impenetrable technology. This world is sanctuary. It is also a perfect hunting ground. When Krath'va, a young but seasoned Yautja, pierces the veil of Alora 9's defenses, he arrives seeking the ultimate trophy. He finds Nord, a decorated Thoraxi general, waiting in the shadowed canopy. Nord operates without command, driven by a solitary, unyielding purpose: protect this world or die defending it. But their lethal duel is cut short. An ancient biological contamination is bleeding out from the planet's core, twisting the native life into monstrous new forms. Now, the two deadliest predators in the system-one hunting for honor, the other fighting for survival-must form a desperate, temporary truce. Two enemies. One jungle. A singular, terrifying realization: On Alora 9, they are no longer the hunters. They are the most valuable prey.

It's said that Cold Hands rides upon a large elk, the largest elk any man has ever seen and that his hands are that of ice made flesh. It's said he once was a Brother of the Night's Watch. That he left a wife and family behind. It's said that he never sleeps. He never eats. That he is over a hundred years old. It's said that he was once a Lord from a powerful Northern family. It is said that he came face to face with the Night King himself...and that he was spared. Benjen Stark's untold story.

Extraterrestrials living human lives. And on Holiday!! A grand ol' time...sort of. Okay, fine...NOT. Happy, now...are we? I'm a greedy liege. A wicked Commander. A terrible driver. Rotten liar. Fine. But I promise, the last part is true. I had always wanted to return to my life, there was so much work to be done, bad guys to be fought only, the bad guys seem to have located my whereabouts on Terra. And this puts everyone at risk... I ought to start at the beginning of my life. Only, which life do I begin with?