Suitor Novels & Stories

Both of them understood each other very well, that was why she thought that a delicate matter like this needed the first attention from her mother than her father who would always want to lord over all domestic matters. “Good morning ma. Hope you slept well last night.” Vivian began. “Yes, my daughter, the night was a very fine one; it was full of terminology for joyful and peaceful sleep,” Susana responded as she rubbed her face with both palms. “Yes,” said Vivian. “I have come to inform you that the letter which you gave me yesterday was written by a suitor.” She did not take her eyes from her. She wasn’t sure what would be her response. Vivian quickly sat o

Or perhaps as if she already knows what I will say. “I have two questions.” “Speak up,” she says. “What is going on here?” This time, she turns fully toward me. Her eyes meet mine as she assesses me. She shrugs once and looks away again. “It is a selection.” “A selection,” I echo, and she nods. “I am selecting a suitor.” I open my mouth. Close it. Right. I have seen men select brides like merchandise, weighed and measured and discarded. I suppose I should not be surprised that someone like Tiana Hawthorne would reverse the ritual entirely. Strange, yes. But then again, everything about her defies expectation.

Picking up the recording he had; he hesitates a moment, before hitting the play button. As the voice rings through; the lightbulb moment goes off in his head as he recognises the person speaking; “Tiffany. She had Tiffany answer the questions” he voices. ‘The answer to your question; suitors come and go all the time. I am not interested in them; however, I do have a certain someone I have my eye on. I would like to keep who he is confidential and I hope everyone will give me the respect to be able to do that.’

I asked with a new found interest “ok ,if you choose a beer like the guy in the suit to my left . The one Who is either your jealous lover or husband by the territorial posture.I tried to look over my shoulder but sin just twisted me back around. He is dependable, stout, and stubborn.where as you by Ordering a martini you. Are curious, traditional, and sassy at times . Did I get it right?”

“Word for word.” Susan exhaled sharply, a breathless sound filled with triumph. “That stubborn little thing… I didn’t think she’d fold so easily.” “She didn’t fold,” Tamer said thoughtfully, walking toward the tall window. “She made a choice. A calculated one. But she made it nonetheless.” Susan’s voice shifted into something colder. “Does she suspect anything?” Tamer was quiet for a moment. “No,” he said finally. “She thinks I’m still the charming suitor who’s trying to help her carry the burden of this empire.”

The remaining men were weary, their bodies bruised and battered, but their spirits remained unbroken—at least for now. As the suitors discussed their strategies and speculated on what lay ahead, a humble servant entered the tent, carrying a tray of drinks. His attire was simple, and his demeanor unassuming. He moved quietly, offering refreshments with a respectful bow. The suitors barely noticed him, too engrossed in their own thoughts. Cedric who was hidden beneath the guise of a lowly server, moved silently among the men, pouring drinks with the precision and deference expected of his supposed station. His sharp eyes missed no

he said, his tone heavy with regret, "I, Alpha Dominic, reject you as my mate and future Luna." Those words hung in the air, a painful proclamation that marked the end of a brief, intimate story, it was like a one-night stand. The shock of his rejection pierced through me, leaving a deep wound that I knew would take a long time to heal.

He wondered what she would ask knowing that whatever it is, he would give it to her without a second of hesitation. "Yes? Go on, don't be shy!" She shut her eyes before allowing the words to slip her mouth. "I'd like to finally accept suitors!" "What?!" Arnaldo blurted, spilling his coffee in the process. S.. ... Su.. ... Sui... . Suit ... ... Suito... . ... Suitor... Suitor?! When her words finally sank into his head, he fainted.

And most of all, she hated the announcement carved into the silence: “By decree of the council,” Elder Haldis said, his voice gravel deep, “and with consent of allied packs, there shall be a contest — a trial of worth. The suitors who seek the bond of the heir shall prove their loyalty, their strength, and their honor before this council, before the pack, and before the Moon herself.” The chamber erupted in murmurs. Some suitors grinned as if already victorious. Others narrowed their eyes, calculating.

Pity for the unfortunate insect eased through Athena's fury; her loathing for the bastard increased. Accepting the handkerchief Ludric passed him, Richard wiped his hand and tossed the handkerchief in Athena's face. “So, you see? You will never be worthy enough to be my maid, not to talk of being my mate.” He grabbed Susan closer, his palm moulding her ass as he continued, “Susan here is my fiancée. She is a strong wolf with good sense. The only one worthy to be my Luna and bear my pup.” Athena's back straightened even more despite how the pain wanted to drag her under.