The Predator Fiancée Novels & Stories

Jenna replied, “I’m only in it for his money and his body. He’s got to go home for his family’s engagement soon. When that happens, I’ll just move on to my next target~” Netizens wailed in the comments. “Ouch, this hurts so bad!” “Ugh, I can’t stand those entitled fiancées who think the world revolves around them. Get lost already!” More messages scrolled across my screen. [Look at this mistress pretending she’s so chill. She literally chased after the male lead the second he flew back home.] [Exactly. And she even moved into his family’s house pretending to be his cousin, walking in and out of the house like she owns the place.]

landed like a slap across her face. Dominic tensed instantly. His jaw clenched, and one arm moved protectively in front of Renata. “Fiona,” he said, his voice low and ice-cold. “This isn’t the time or place.” Fiona let out a short, humorless laugh. She stepped closer, her gaze filled with pure hatred as it locked onto Renata. “Well, the rumors were true after all,” she said mockingly. “You’re pregnant? How bold of you to carry my fiancé’s child, you cheap slut.”

Something about her melted a part of me I didn’t know was even frozen. I found myself staring. Longer than I should’ve. Then I snapped out of it. “I’ll have you know, this mommy’s boy saved your life. Some gratitude would be nice.” She smirked. “Right after claiming I’m your fiancee? That’s a weird rescue method.” “Creative, though,” I added quickly. “Admit it..you were impressed.” She tilted her head like she was thinking it through. “Mmm. Nope. Still sounds like a kidnapping to me.”

Shrugging it off, for now, he took a step and snaked his hand around her waist, pulling her closer. "Let me introduce you to future Mrs. Etheridge." At Damien's voice, the entire place got silent for a moment and then questions got bombarded at him. Eden looked up to see him staring at her already. He added, "She is Eden McBride, my fiancee, and my future wife." His voice was solemn and it only got Eden dumbfounded. None of them had a ring on to go with his words but the question remained unasked with the journalist's gaping mouth hearing him. Damien had never said about a girl being his girlfriend let alone his fiancee in front of the media. It was for the first time.

Spying on my fiance’s friend is what I think is a stupid thing I did, but it is also what brought me to the person who will love me so much and I will love back. I’m glad I spied on my fiance’s friend and now my fiance becomes my husband. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • E N D .

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.

“What's all this? You are my mate, what's going on? I saw you not quite long ago, but you were looking haggard and dirty.” Her brows creased into a frown, and she poured those beautiful red lips that looked so succulent in my eyes. “I don't know what you are talking about, but having a mate is not possible.” She replied. “I thought so too. I'm a…" “A Predator, I know.” She said calmly, looking me straight in the eyes. “I was made to be your destruction, so, there's no way I wouldn't know who you are.” “Made?”

His tie is gone, top buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up. His jaw ticks, his hand flexes, and then, because God loves to humiliate me, he rolls his eyes at me. Full-on, dramatic, slow-motion eye-roll like I’m a particularly stupid pigeon that wandered into his penthouse. I clench my jaw so hard my teeth might snap. Oh, I’m sorry, sir, am I the villain for revealing your fiancée’s secret double life? I was minding my damn business when your Dollar Store fiancée decided to wreck both our lives.

My weak resistance earned me a sinister grin from him, and he increased the pressure, almost pushing my hand into the floor. This hand, which had recorded every sweet moment in my relationship with Wendy through drawings, was now trampled on by her new lover. The commotion quickly attracted the neighbors' attention. "Didn't he say he was a comic artist? Turns out he's just leeching off a woman." "He takes shortcuts because he's good-looking. Now that he's dumped by his sugar mama, he's desperately trying to win her back." "He even picked the cheapest diamond ring. No wonder the sugar mama chose a younger guy."

I clicked on the app and skimmed from where I stopped yesterday. “I’m Finn, your neighbour, he’d introduced, and she nodded like a fool, I’m Fiona. I just moved from the city. He took the cats from her, but didn’t leave. They stared at each other. Fiona had heard stories of meeting soulmates, the electricity, the bond, and awareness, and she thought this was it. Except, it wasn’t. This went beyond soulmates. This was the mate bond that all werewolves felt. Unbeknownst to her, she was his mate.”