The Predator Fiancée Novels & Stories

“And miss a chance for you to kiss my ass?” He laughs as if I’m joking. “Always the humor, Caputo. And who’s this lovely lady?” “My fiancée, Brandi. Brandi, Governor Brooks.” “Nice to meet you.” He kisses her hand, making me want to rip his lips off. “Charming young thing, Caputo. You dog.” He leans in to whisper. I clench my jaw and push him back. Slimy prick. “Lovely seeing you, Fred, but my fiancée needs a drink.” I pull Fenice closer.

Just listened. "We met six years ago. She was beautiful. Brilliant. Charming. Everything I thought I wanted." His hands clenched into fists. "I loved her. God, I loved her. I gave her everything—my time, my trust, my heart. I asked her to marry me, and she said yes. I thought I'd found my future." The fire crackled. The city glittered. Xander's voice grew darker. "What I actually found was a predator. She wasn't interested in me—she was interested in my money. My status. My connections. And while I was planning our future, she was planning her exit. With my business partner."

"Grandma… I'm sorry. I should've come back sooner. From now on, I'll do everything you ask." "All I ask is for you to be well," she said softly, her eyes full of pain and kindness. She meant it. Knowing I was returning, my room had already been stocked full—luxury watches, brand-name clothes, designer shoes stacked high. But none of that interested me. All I could think about was how to make Cassidy pay. And then, my phone lit up. [Wedding's on the 9th next month. Everyone's invited!] It was a message in the class group chat. The sender was none other than Cassidy, who'd skipped our engagement party to take her lover's child to the hospital. The same woman who'd been cheating on me for six y

“I just barely heard about it. At that time, Gregori was the manager of your current department. He fell in love with a pretty girl who was a junior employee. Because of work, he often has to go to work or to drink, so there are many times meeting other women outside. The girlfriend was jealous, so she left while the two people who had registered their marriage were preparing to get married. Wedding photos and invitations have also been sent. No one found her either. What a pity for such a sad love story.” After William finished speaking, he smacked his lips, his eyes were filled with sadness and mournful. The girl must have loved Gregori very much to be so jealous. The story has no beginnin

However, just as Principal Peter was about to send Dominic Arnold off, Dominic suddenly spoke up, his tone clearly showing his displeasure. "I'm really concerned about the investment I've put into that Malibu academy. Unexpectedly my fiancée received 'special treatment' to practice ballet alone in the dressing room." Headmaster Peter was dumbfounded for a moment, then he realized with a shock a fact. Esther Joan is Dominic Arnold's fiancée. Dominic had personally gone all the way to Malibu Academy to remind him of his interest in Esther, which was enough to prove that Esther was an important person to the young master of the Arnold family.

Pathetic. She studied him —slick hair, hollow eyes, charming as a snake. He fit right in with her family. Another predator, but simpler than her father. He is shallow and has his thoughts plainly written on his face. "I’m sorry," Sienna said, her words cool and sharp, "but I don’t remember agreeing to be your girlfriend, much less your fiancée." Zhang didn’t so much as blink. If anything, her cold attitude just seemed to thrill him. “Well, now you know,” he said, stepping in even closer. The smell of pricey cologne mixed with something sour hit Sienna, and her stomach twisted.

Her mind kept replaying the scene, Tiana leaning in close, her hand caressing the man's jawline, and then pulling him toward the restroom with a sly, flirty smile. The man hadn’t even resisted. In fact, he looked pleased. He was comfortable. Mia blinked hard, trying to process everything. “Unbelievable…” she whispered under her breath. “Fred’s fiancée? With his own brother?” Her palms were sweaty against the metal tray, and her knuckles turned pale from gripping too tightly. She set the tray down on a nearby table before she dropped it from the nerves crawling up her arms. Tiana’s image wouldn’t leave her head. Mia had seen her before on TV, in magazines, at charity events.

"Ballsy or stupid? Jury's out. Coffee? Lucian's in a meeting, but he'll be back soon." "Sure," I said, following her to the kitchen. Our hands brushed as she handed me a mug—electric. "So, tell me—how'd a girl like you end up in this revenge plot? Sounds like a movie." She leaned on the counter, close enough I caught her scent—vanilla and something wild. "Long story. Cheating groom, mysterious savior... you know the drill. But you? Single fisherman billionaire? What's your type? Spill—I love matchmaking."

My mother stole everything from me. My childhood. My happiness. Even the man I loved. After discovering my boyfriend in bed with her, I leave the human territory with nothing but a broken heart and a burning desire for revenge. Then I discover my mother is the fated Luna of the powerful Red Moon Pack—and her future mate is Alpha Adrian Blackwood. So I make a dangerous vow. I will seduce the Alpha my mother is destined to marry. I will make him fall for me, prove that a werewolf can love someone like me, and take away the happiness my mother stole from me. But Adrian isn't supposed to want me. And the more I get closer to him, the harder it becomes to remember that

“You tried to break apart my grandson’s engagement using stolen documents and secret meetings. That tells me everything I need to know about which one of you deserves this family’s trust.” Matt’s face went pale, then red with fury. “You’re choosing them over facts?” “I’m choosing love over greed,” Arnold said simply. “Something you’ve never understood.” He turned to Christian and Jessica, his eyes soft despite the tension in the room. “Tomorrow, you get married,” Arnold said. “Not because of a contract. Because I’ve watched you both become something real, whether either of you meant to or not.” Jessica felt tears sliding down her cheeks as Christian squeezed her hand tighter.