Suits Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“No, no, no. Don’t give me that calm-ass ‘Hey Suze.’ What the hell? You ghosted all of us. Rachel thought you joined a cult. Tobi thought you were kidnapped by some rich mafia guy.” I snorted. “Wow. They weren’t completely wrong.” Susan practically squealed. “Wait. WHAT?!” I held up my hand, smiling tiredly. I knew she was a sucker for those kinda things. She even had a booktok for books with crazed, vile possessive men and women with mental issues who lusted after them. I sort of fit thdescription… “Okay, not a mafia guy. But you are not going to believe the week I’ve had…”

His plan to parade his clearly outlined cock before Beth was one thing, but to do so in front of this near stranger, having no idea how she might react, was another thing altogether, no matter how sexy and attractive she was. To his surprise, she didn't move past, instead saying, "Oh come on Ron, I want to spend a lot of Dave's money, and you have to help me. Now what could be wrong with a new suit that someone else is buying for you? Hold your hands up and give me a turn and let me see how it looks." Sue twirled her finger in the air as if directing Ron to model for her. She pressed on, trying her best to do as Beth had asked, "That looks like one of the hottest new suits. I've seen several

Susan stated. After Susan had assured Mateo that she would send him the necessary details for their dinner, he responded with a simple "Alright" before they ended their call. Susan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as she sat in her car, ready to take charge of her plan. "Yes!" she exclaimed softly to herself, her determination shown in her eyes. "I'll make sure I win this guy over. Sorry, Ariana, but Mateo is all mine." With a confident grip on the steering wheel, Susan accelerated, zooming through the streets of San Francisco. The wind whispered through her open windows, carrying a sense of possibility and adventure. As she drove, Susan mentally mapped out her next move, her min

Hi yo peeeeeeps! Are you enjoying the cliffhangers so far? AND, I HAVE GREAT NEWS! I've changed Chapter 29's author's note since... I'M NOT TAKING A BREAK FROM WRITING THE "THE SUIT" SERIES! I just can't. This series is like, my own signature. The Suit is my jam. Although, unfortunately, Easton's book is deleted... too... Thank you for everything! Enjoy 😊 ~-~ "Why would he be jealous of him in the first place?" Beth asked me indecorously.

Since his mother did not enjoy it, Suzie must have taken after Shaun. After some thought, Lucas turned on the laptop and keyed in the words ‘Shaun Hill’. Shortly after, an elegant man’s face appeared. The man was dressed in a black suit, and his gaze looked somber. Suzie, who was eating chips, approached Lucas. “Wow, what a handsome man! He’s even more handsome than Uncle Wesley. I must get a boyfriend who is as handsome as him in the future.” “This is Shaun Hill.” Lucas rolled his eyes at her. “Mommy probably got cheated because she had the same thought as you.”

“I’m glad I got a chance to meet you. This is one of the best days of my life. I’m Ciana La Suerte.” “I’m happy too. He came to me yesterday and told me about you. He showed me a picture and so I believed in him immediately.” At this point, I felt more grateful. My boyfriend’s effort means a lot to me and I've never felt this loved before. We talked with my sister like we already knew each other for so long. I didn’t know it’s fun to have a sister. She also loves art but she is more on drawings and sketches. Showing me some of her art, I noticed she loves art closely related with anime but in 3D.

All I could hear were their voices. All I could feel was the weight of their judgment pressing down on me. “She’s probably trying to climb her way into that kind of life,” one of them continued. “It’s obvious, isn’t it?” “Sleeping her way there?” “ Probably craving an expensive engagement party like her sister’s” she said again…. They laughed. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just enough. Just enough to make it worse. “I think that’s enough.” The voice cut through the air like a blade.

"That's so cool. He must really love you." Sometimes I wished I had cousins. My parents were both only children. "Yeah, he's unpredictable," she said with a smile, glancing at me. "Easy to fall for." "He got you an Aston Martin," I scoffed. "Honestly, I'd fall for him too." "Yeah, you would," she said, something amused flickering in her eyes. "You know, you look a little like his fiancée." I pressed a hand to my chest. "Reallyyyy?"

The midday sun streamed through the study window, bathing the room in a warm, golden glow as Nickey stepped inside, his gaze immediately drawn to Trina. She stood bent over a large wooden desk, her emerald green dress hugging her curves, the fabric stretched taut as she shuffled through a stack of papers. A soft, almost involuntary moan slipped from her lips, a sound that stirred the air between them. Nickey felt a twinge of both revenge and longing rise within him. This was his plan—to use her allure against Michael, the cousin who had shattered his life.

That suit. That suit! Aiden clearly has no idea at all how damn sexy he looks in it. He looks pretty hot in his battered leather jacket, in a rough-around-the-edges and slightly dangerous sort of way. It’s a look that tells the world that he can look after himself so don’t try anything funny. Aiden in the suit? That’s the look that says: you should never have underestimated him, because he has now outwitted and defeated all your goons, dismantled your secret mountain lair, stolen the blueprints to your secrets and strolled out of the front door with the keys to your Ferrari dangling from his finger, while the mountainside explodes behind him.