Suits Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.”

It would take more than just courage and beauty to tame Theodore. Jessica won't ever imagine it not in a million years. Not only because Theodore was Alicia’s fiance or his bad innate. She was just a peasant compared to Alicia who was a deputy director of Falcon Enterprise. The woman will continue her father's company and marry another heir. A man like Theodore was too inferior for Jessica. She’s not Cinderella nor does she want to be a cinderella. Alicia and Theodore are a match made in heaven. There’s no way for Jessica to enter between them.

My face twisted with madness and despair. "Hate me?" From the very day we got together, Allison had been secretly helping Susan behind the scenes, all so that our father would accept her. In just three years, she'd turned the Lefebvre Group into an industry leader. And this was how Susan repaid us, using our money to keep a lover and letting him hurt us like this. She was nothing but an ingrate, and her lover was now trying to kill us. With the rag still stuffed in my mouth, all my fury could only come out as muffled sobs.

She smiles brightly as she continues, “My brothers chase away my suitors. They are adamant that I should wait to find my fated mate before I even think about dating. It’s cute how much they care about me.” She says that like she has the whole world chasing after her, wanting to date. In truth, I’ve only ever seen one or two people pursuing Sylvia with any romantic intent. Without meaning to, hearing her words, I laugh. At once, Sylvia and her minions all turn their sharp gazes to me. Whatever good humor Sylvia had been faking vanishes at once. “You have something to say?” Sylvia snaps. I shrug. “I’m just wondering who all these suitors are. I’ve never seen them.”

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

“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