Colin Bridgerton Fanfic Novels & Stories

"If we turn it down, the gossip columns will spin it instantly. They'll say the great Julian Ravencourt and his fiery new designer girlfriend are avoiding public scrutiny because the relationship is falling apart. Nathaniel wins without even throwing a punch." Julian walked slowly toward her, his footsteps entirely silent against the stone. He stopped just inches away, closing the physical distance until the crisp, clean scent of his sandalwood cologne mixed with the faint smell of charcoal and coffee clinging to her jacket. "You never back down from a fight, do you?"

he added. "Son? Wait - is he married?" Austin asked looking so confused "Yes. He's married," I smiled. Colin has a beautiful family. "But why is he flirting with you?" Austin asked me. "Flirting? He's not. He told me that I remind him of his younger sister," I said. "Oh! I didn't know about that," he said."Cara, do you want to go to Julia’s place later?" "Why? Do we have a lot to bake?" I asked him.

I gulped as he leaned forward, planting a kiss on my temple. "Mate," Aurora whined in my head, and I groaned mentally. I hated how much my body yearned for his touch. "Don't you think your bride is troublesome? You don't want trouble, right? You can just let me go," I whispered. He raised a brow, amused. "I think my bride is perfect," he responded. How gross. "Do you have a fetish for troublesome women? You must be perverted," I commented. "Says the woman who spiked my drink and made me fill her with my seed," he drawled, and my face flushed. Not from embarrassment. I was innocent after all.

“I, Elena Brook , take you, Adrian Cross, to be my lawful married husband. For better or worse, in poverty and in riches… I couldn't wait to hear the rest. I had heard those words during my brother’s wedding. Those vows, promises, those happy moments, the butterflies that usually fly in everyone’s belly. I had imagined myself saying those words one day. Now hearing them spoken to someone else entirely…it felt like a stab in my chest. And the only thing I knew was no one else but my beloved Man, My fiance was getting married but the bride isn’t me. I could hear my ears ringing. My chest tightened painfully like I was wrapped in someone’s hand and I was being squeezed. I raised my head up to l

“ she’s been here for just a night and you are beginning to ignore me that quickly huh “ “ fuck “ I cursed angrily and turned to face To face her . “ Abigail , not today “ Abigail looked at me with her hands on her waist , from the dim light I could see breasts poking through her dress . She had a red lipstick on to match with her blonde hair , I didn’t need anyone to tell me what she was trying to do . She wanted me on her bed and I knew it , but I was in no mood for that. I had so much going through my head at the moment and the last thing that I wanted was to get in with a woman .

She’s smiling like a person out for blood, “Maybe i’ll consider making the thing between me and Ian a permanent thing. I have needs and he satisfies them well. But that would leave one person still lonely. What are you going to do if I become a thing with Ian, Tieran? Are you going to match up with Ares?” Her words should not cut at all but it’s like firing an arrow at a target. She’s a learned archer and so she’s not going to miss. And what kind of man would I be if I was to deny something that rises each moment I am around her. “Do you still moan my name when he’s in you?” Bridget launches the empty glass at me in the blink of an eye. I catch it, grinning, and even now I can see the bright

Feigning surprise, she asked, "A resort? What's she going there for?" Colin let out a bitter laugh, voice thick with sarcasm. "What else? Probably to cozy up with her new sugar daddy!" Gwyneth gasped and covered her mouth, acting horrified. "What? Cozying up with her new sugar daddy? Colin, are you saying Aspen's—" "Exactly!" Colin snapped, cutting her off mid-sentence, his face dark with fury. "She betrayed me. She must've thrown herself at some bigshot just to land that Aetheris deal!"

“Raine… she’s not just anyone. She’s mine. We… we are fated mates.” The words hit the room like a hammer. The healer froze mid-step, vials in hand, eyes widening. Colin’s jaw slackened slightly, his fists tightening at his sides, as if the revelation itself had burned him. Without a second thought, Colin’s hands shot forward, gripping Marcus by the collar and pulling him closer, eyes blazing with anger and disbelief. “Don’t lie to me, asshole!” he spat, voice low, dangerous, every syllable cutting through the room.

“The bride looks nice. My sisters and little nieces look nice. You...no, you don’t look nice. You look fucking delicious.” Against my will, heat coiled in my stomach. That’s what I hated most about Colton. His pesky annoyances I could handle and swat aside without another thought. It was the way his stare could make my thighs quiver and breasts go all heavy that made me boil and stew.

He snapped, his glare murderous. He’d lost it. He was wretched. And Louisa wouldn't easily get her happy ending after making him this way. “Four million” Vivienne teased sweetly as she watched his pupils dilate in greed. She tucked the pen between her breasts, sliding it down until it disappeared. “I like you, Colin. I like that sister of yours, she once played a part in removing a bone of contention” Colin swallowed hard “She dropped out of college and eloped with this dude”