Suitor Novels & Stories

I start and pause to gauge his reaction. "Don't start with the marriage thing, Hunter." He roars, the wound of humiliation is still bleeding and my words are only rubbing salt over them. "At least hear me out first. I have some concrete reasons to remove myself from the suitor's line. I believe in killing two birds with a single shot and one bird is already down." I glance over Brandon whose jaws ticks as he caught my pun. "And where is the other bird, Hunter?" Dad arches his brows. "Liam Harris, does the name bell a ring to you?"

*I am not planning to give you the chance. Susie smiled, delighted by the flicker of shock she saw. “Alpha Ronan doesn’t have one mate,” she said. “He has many. You’re just another warm body in his collection. You’re not the Luna of Nightreign. You’re simply the newest whore in the Alpha’s personal brothel.” ***

He held Leo with one arm and pulled me behind him with the other, blocking Rocco’s predatory gaze. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. The look in his eyes was chillingly calm. “Mr. Moretti. Please compose yourself.” Liam’s voice was quiet but held an undeniable authority. “This is my son, Leo Parker.” He deliberately emphasized the last name. “And this is my fiancée. If you harass my family again, I will call the police.” “Your son?” Rocco laughed, a horrifying, humorless sound. He stalked closer, his presence so powerful it sucked the air out of the hallway.

"Okay. What is it?" The brothers exchanged looks. Nobody seemed to want to start. "Oh for Moon's sake," Silas said finally. "Someone wants to court you. Formally. He asked for permission and we gave it." I stared at him. "What?" "A suitor," Silas repeated. "You know. Courting. Romance. Potential mate situation." My brain refused to process the words. "No." "Yes," Kaelen said. He leaned against the courtyard wall. "Beta Darius Veylor from Ashthorn Pack. Came this morning with a formal request."

"I doubt the show earlier will do anything to help that impression." I set my jaw, mulling it over. I have to change tactics, it seems. I needed her to have as much appeal as possible. Something to break, but broken in enough that their investment wouldn't be wasted. The thought makes my head pound. The prince of Hyath’s cold eyes flash through my mind. His father's covetous leer follows, and I know that they are perhaps the tamest of all the suitors to come.

“I’m just wondering who all these suitors are. I’ve never seen them.” Sylvia glowers at me. “What do you know?” Christie mocks. “Someone with an unknown lineage will never be worth much in the pack. No one will ever care about you, or even like you, no matter how many years you stay here.” “You’ll be an old maid,” Vikki adds. “Sad and alone,” adds the third, Hugh’s girlfriend. I still don’t know her name. Before Sylvia came into our lives, I had many suitors, all of whom were actually driven away by the quadruplets. They told me too to wait until I found my fated mate to begin dating.

“Tell. Me.” “Fine,” she says. “Yes, her true mate was Thomas, Geofrey’s oldest son. It doesn’t matter now. All of her suitors are coming for you. All of the men that taught her how to pleasure a man so that she would have a chance to be your Luna Queen.” “You will regret this.” Those are the last words I say to her before I slam the phone down and drop my head, rage and disgust flowing through me.

JAN attended the banquet because he had an important business. But things did not go on smoothly, which annoyed him. He could not convince Mr. Abel to sign cooperation with their company no matter what he did to persuade him. So, Jan left the banquet early and went to the hotel’s bar and drank a few glasses of whisky until he was tipsy. Minutes before heading up to his suite, he called Daniel, his annoying friend, to inform him of his failure. He said that a surprise awaits him in his suite to cheer him up. That was why when he saw the woman inside the bathroom suite, he jumped at her like a lion to his prey. Jan was so ready to spend a night of ecstasy with his present.

Even if he’s a pure blood, it’s still going to be hard to survive the wounds of my gun. “You looking for me, Ms. Archer?” I looked up. The figure in the fancy suit stands on the balcony guardrail of one of the apartment buildings. He raises the angle of his lips to form a smirk. His hair was a little messy in the wind. “We delay this fight. You will not die tonight, Miss Archer,” he said, winking at me.

But one thing they are sure of is that she knows, she is here to follow her boyfriend. "Memphis" Andrei just whispered. 'Wait! Is it Memphis when she said her boyfriend's name? Or I just misheard', Andrei said it to his mind talking to himself. "M-Memphis" Fleur cried it, "I-i only want i-is to t-talk to h-him," She added. "Come on, Fleur! Is Memphis Altamirano the one you say is your boyfriend?" Andrei asked curiously. "Y-yes, D-did you know h-him?" She asked and Andrei just nodded in response, "T-take me with him, p-please," she begged.