Suits Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Isn’t it weird? You save some random stranger, and now she’s acting like your fiancee… with memory loss. How fake does that sound?” I frowned. “But the doctor confirmed it…” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. Of course, it wasn’t fake. How could it be? Kael shook his head slowly. “Because I believe Ena’s faking everything..” But I don't, especially with what happened last night. “And if she is… what does she hope to gain?” I asked. “What if she's from a rival pack?. You've got plenty of enemies.. you know.” he responded.

“She’s a big fan.” Sue bristled at that. It was like when her mom had told her friend’s mom, in front of her friend, that Sue had been looking forward to their sleep over all week. It was embarrassing. Sue didn’t want Drake Collins to know that she liked him. “But not in like a weird way or anything,” Sue quickly assured the movie star. “What’s a weird way?” Drake Collins asked as two people, who Sue assumed were with Drake, came into the room. “Well, like…I mean…I don’t want to peel off your skin and wear it as a suit or anything,” Sue said as a joke. She quickly sobered when she saw the horrified looks of everyone in the room, including Sarah. “I said I don’t want to do that.”

If I ever catch you bullying her again, I’ll call off the engagement immediately. As he moved to slam the door shut, I quickly wedged my hand into the gap. He scowled. "Do you want to lose your hand?" Ignoring his anger, I looked him straight in the eye. "Simon Page, are you cheating on me right in front of my face?" For a brief moment, a flicker of panic crossed his expression. His voice lacked conviction as he scoffed, "What nonsense are you talking about? I’m just taking care of an old friend."

"Don't tell me you don't." His jaw moved. A muscle jumped once under his ear. "I feel a lot of things I'm not going to act on." Hope is a stupid, stubborn animal. Mine wouldn't die even then. I'd wanted this man since I was fourteen years old and invisible in every room he walked into. Now the goddess herself had put us in the same bed, and some small, foolish part of me thought — maybe. Maybe now he sees me. "So what happens now?" I asked. "We're mates, Kian. That doesn't just—"

Cillian quipped, “are all your suits at the washers?” Syl glanced over at him and smirked. “I could never run out of suits even if I wanted to. A specific company sends me new suits me every month for being a popular person.” “They send you suits just for being a St.James! How come I didn’t get this offer?” Cillian exclaimed, amazed. “Nobody thinks you’re cute, except the beautiful Benita of course and I have no idea what she sees in you…” “You’ve forgotten she ended it? We don’t talk about her anymore.”

I either nasty looks or admiration looks from the girls. The both looks are probably because they think I was able to do something unthinkable and that is to make Liam break his own rule. I also got lustful looks from the other guys, except for the elites, Trev and Ethan. I understand why they’re giving me those looks. Lets be honest here, Suzie was a slut and she spread her legs for anyone who would let her, even when she was still in a relationship with Liam. So it’s safe to think that the majority of the guys who she has slept with, which is probably the whole school, think that I’m probably a loose skirt like she is.

Doesn't Fiona see that it's going too far for a fellow woman? [The way I see it, it definitely was Fiona! Both she and her father are so full of themselves just because they're rich. What, do they think the world is theirs? How deluded are they, grooming us to be her suitors? Bleh, dream on! Not even a mongrel would want her!] [Hahaha…] As Fiona kept reading, shaking with rage as she stood, she discovered that the sponsored suitors had made many other stickers out of her or her father's faces.

“I suppose she does have red hair and blue eyes like Emma.” Susie’s glare softened. “That’s what I was thinking, too.” I smiled at her affectionately. “Yeah, okay. I see what you mean, then.” Susie beamed. I wasn’t sure why it meant so much to her, if maybe she just wanted to feel included in my possible, scandalous swapped-at-birth situation, but I could give her this little concession. It didn’t really matter anyway. I leaned against the far arm of the couch as Susie typed on her laptop, presumably searching for more images. “Also, I’ve decided to get a restraining order against Henry.”

then in a lower voice, "Would you like me to describe him, Felicia? He's standing over by the elevators." I laugh at my incorrigible friend. "Sure, Sue, go ahead." "Tall, dark, handsome as hell, blue eyes that you could get lost in, and a sexy smile that could melt any girl's panties. Would you like me to describe his body next?" "Um... no." "Darn, I thought you'd say that. You are one lucky gal." "Sue! You have your own boyfriend." "Felicia, you know I don't do relationships." "I know. Just wait till I meet your, um— flavor of the month."

But there was another set too. “Look sweetheart, you are clearly thick and not in a sexy way. You really need to eat something with carbs by the way, no one likes a pile of bones. I’m going to say this once so listen. You’re going to stop with this bullshit fetish over my Alphas, if you wanna get knocked up with some dirty wolf seed be my guest but it ain’t gonna be theirs. Look at them out of lust again and you’ll answer to me. Not a threat, statement of truth,” Susie said, and I quickly covered my mouth to keep from laughing. “Who do you think you are you little--” There was a slight hiss and I recoiled, closing the door quickly. Did she turn into a snake?? No, that couldn’t be possible. R