My Fiance Novels & Stories

"I'm not defending her." "You're doing the emotional equivalent of defending her." Diana pointed her spoon at me like a gavel. "I love you, but I watched you cry in a car outside my apartment for six hours because your sister decided your fiancé looked good enough to steal. You don't owe her sympathy because she looked sad on a security camera."

On the eve of my wedding, my friends threw a joint bachelor and bachelorette party for Natalie Cole and me at a bar. After a few rounds of drinks, someone suggested a game of Truth or Dare. The bottle landed on me first. My younger brother, Kayden Wilson, grinned. "I dare you to take off your pants. Let's see what you've got." The whole table immediately erupted in cheers. I glanced at Natalie, but she kept her head down and continued scrolling through her phone without a word. Hence, I took off my pants and stood there in nothing but my underwear. In the second round, the bottle landed on me again. My sister, Hannah Wilson, raised her glass and asked half-jokingly, "Logan, I dare you

"Don't make me regret pulling you out of that car." "Answer the question. I'm invested." "Vanessa is my fiancée," I said. "I'm taking her on a date. That's all." His eyes moved around the cinema. "And the part where you've been chasing her sister like a seasonal illness?" "I'm over Rhea." His head snapped back like he'd been hit. "I'm sorry, I thought I heard you say you're over Rhea. Which is not possible." I gave him a steady look. "I did. I'm over her."

"Two weeks they've been fighting. And in those two weeks, we've been living together, out in the open. He told me I give him a kind of passion he's never felt. His girlfriend only knows how to chase money. She's nothing like the woman he used to love." The comment section was already going off. "She's about to get married and you're the side piece bragging about it?" "Shameless." "If you two can't keep your hands off each other, just make the scumbag dump her. Stop ruining a good woman's life." A low hum filled my head. The past came rushing back all at once. A mentor at work. Two weeks of silence. A fiancée abandoned in the rain on their anniversary. Every detail lined up with me and Ryan.

I handed her the dog. "It's no problem. I'm Lo- uh- Cathleen. This is my fiance Sinclair." Cath said from my side. I glanced sharply at the man and was relieved to see his eyes were focused on the woman. He was giving her a dopey, adoring look that made me embarrassed on his behalf. "I'm Sana. This is Jay, my fiance too. We're getting married tomorrow." Jay held out his hand with a smile and we shook hands.

Meghan said in a low voice, “What?! No! He doesn’t know anything. And I do and I’m telling you that your fake fiance likes you a lot,” “Why? Because he helped me het to the hospital?” “That may be normal, but after that, he could have called me to stay with you and left to get to work,” She told her. Aira couldn’t answer because Paul was back and because she didn’t know what to say. This wasn’t an argument she was ready to have. “I’m back. So as I was saying, your fiance seems to be the obsessive type. It can get pretty hot and passionate as you must already know,” He said with a wink,

"How's Mark?, I've missed coming around and helping out in your bakery" "Mark?" Sophie rolled her eyes so hard. Mark has been her boyfriend since high school times, and now currently squeezing in Sophie's tiny apartment giving off the loser vibe. "Mark is basically a golden retriever with a controller. The man spent three hours explaining game lore to me yesterday. I told him if he didn't help with the flour, I’d put him in the oven. He asked if that was a 'boss fight' reference!" Lila giggled "You can come over during the weekend and see for yourself"

He says with a grin. “Stop right there. I don't want to hear about anything you learned with your floozies!” “I love it when my fiance gets jealous.” Wyatt teases me and I grin. Fiance. I'm engaged to this man. “We're getting married.” I tell him, still in awe.

He said, reaching out to my hair to slick it back. “Tell me……the truth. Even if that's the….last thing I hear before I die from this pain.” I coughed again but this time, blood escaped my throat, staining the white sheets. “You're not dying. And fine, Shimmer is my ex fiance but we broke u-” I cut him off, "Contract fiance?” He sighed, "No, true love fiance. But things just got tangled and we had to let go and become best friends again as we were.”.

"It has indeed been forever. I am good, especially now that I have seen you. How are you? How is Ryan and Charlotte?" "I am great, they are great! What are you doing here?" "Well, I manage this restaurant now. I heard the owner was coming so I decided to come out and greet him and stuff. What about you? What are doing here?" "You know, just on a date with... my fiance." "No," he says exasperately "you swore off marriage and relationship and all that stuff!" "Well...you know, love is a.. funny thing. A very funny thing!" I chuckle sarcastically.