Suitor Sentence Novels & Stories

"Susan, just look at me! You said you love me! That you'd wait for me! Don't those words count for something?!" I raised my chin, my gaze icy as I looked into his frantic eyes, my words cool and sharp. "Words are built upon trust, and you destroyed it when you decided to build a love nest with another." I paused, looking around at everyone in my pack as I spoke with succinct determination. "I, Susan, take Lyon as my beloved mate. Our pact is sealed with our hearts filled with resolve, and the past hence doesn't matter—only the future!" "Bravo!"

I freeze, going dumb for the tenth time since this short meeting. “A suitor?” My voice is breaking. “You still practise that archaic thing?” “It's not archaic.” He sits opposite me and leans forward. “Not when it’s done with the right person.” I'm not sure how I'm feeling but it's not good. “Who is he? I could look him up and—” “Your son.” He throws the final blow.

I can't believe what I'm reading. “What's this?” My eyes are still glued to the papers, my brain soaking up what's written in them. “Are you really this dense or are you just trying so hard to annoy me, Miss Sullivan?” I turn my head sharply to face him. “Don't insult me!” He tugs his jacket, adjusting the edges of his black suit (probably Armani) that must have cost a fortune. And then he responds, “It's a marriage contract, a legally binding agreement that outlines the terms of our arrangement.”

she mumbles quietly before she presses her lips to my own. I stand there in shock as Mia keeps her lips pressed to mine. When it is clear that she is not going to let go any time soon, I decide to give old man Alpha Richard a show. I part my lips and run my tongue over her bottom lip. I hope that she opens her mouth so I can deepen the kiss but she doesn't. Instead, she pulls away from the kiss and turns her attention back to Alpha Richard. "I am sorry. But I am afraid that Alpha Thomas is the best suitor here for me." Mia says with a smirk on her face.

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.

His eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes darkened at my explanation. "If it's me you will be courting, it will be up to me whether I'm going to say yes or no to your proposal to be your girlfriend. There will also be other suiters that will come up to court if they like me." His eyes darkened and his jaw clenched at my words, he clearly doesn't like the concept of courting. "Why would there be other suiters? You like guys that much?!" He yelled while entrapping me between his arms. His veins showing and his fed red with madness.

"Dad, I…I…" "I don't want to hear it, Bella. It's time you know that your suitor is on his way here. I think it's best if you stay away from both of those men. Prepare for your future husband." I frowned, confusion swirling within me. "Suitor? What are you talking about, Dad?"

Placing both hands on either side of me, he caged me in the narrow space between him and the wall. His gaze darkened as he leaned in. “I’m giving you one last chance. If you apologize now, you can still be my fiancée.” I met his eyes, my stare icy. “Simon, did I not make myself clear enough? We’re over. And I don’t ever want to see you again. “This is the last time I’ll step foot in this house. I only came to pick up the things I already packed. My fiancé is waiting for me outside. Don’t waste my time.”

"I don't love you." He nodded. "I don't love you either," he said. "But I adore you. And I know we are compatible." He didn't try to kiss me. Far too practical for that at the moment. "And I have enough of a backbone to stand up to you when necessary." Damn him. He'd been talking to Sassafras. "Your Sidhe suitor doesn't have that quality." That cat was a pelt for my floor when I caught him.

“Among the eight suitors, only Don Salvatore has been tested and proven. For the remaining seven, if you think you are not up to it, you can stand up and leave the table now.” The package was tempting but they were afraid because of what happened to Sebastian. Casper guessed so and said to Caddaric, “Cadda, inform your hacker to not expose anything about those who want to withdraw from the contest.” Caddaric agreed because of his mother. “Sure, my hacker would not expose anyone who would step down at this moment.” With that assurance, five Dons stood up from the suitor’s table; Gambol, Fletcher, Lex, Outlaw, and Shark. Don Outlaw spoke courteously. “Since the other Dons have stood up with me