The Predator's Fiancee Novels & Stories

With me newly married and about to dive into national-level work, I'd been flagged as high-priority talent. After that, she finally shut up. And not long after the wedding, Leona found out she was pregnant. At our daughter's baby shower, Beatrice e-walleted me a million dollars with a note: [This was supposed to be your wedding gift—consider it like we got married.] I shot back: [Save it. The profit shares you promised me back then are worth way more.] She didn't reply. Next day was her engagement party with Joseph. She was eight months pregnant, ready to pop. But she skipped the whole thing—holed up with some secretary who happened to look like me.

“I think I just had a social stroke.” Sienna was still staring at me. “Fiona. Your sister Fiona.” “Mm-hm.” “Is engaged to Zachary de Sanctis.” “Unfortunately, not a Zachary who works at a gym and has bad tattoos.” Arianna covered her mouth with two fingers. Her nails were dark red. Very beautiful for someone whose soul was currently leaving her body. Sienna placed the back of her hand on the table, then pulled it back again. Like she needed to touch something, but the table was too real.

I added, “I only said you were my fiancee because my mother was asking questions I didn’t have answers to. It bought us time.” “Us?” she echoed. I nodded. “You and me. Whether you like it or not, we’re stuck in this lie together.” She narrowed her eyes at me. “So, what now? I’m just supposed to play house with you until my memories magically come back?” “Pretty much,” I said, shrugging. “Unless you want to walk back out there and explain to my council and myself why you were around my pack’s grounds without an invitation.” She stared at me, unblinking. Then, in a voice low and defiant, she said.. “And what if I refuse?”

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."

"Five minutes. That's all I'm asking." She turned and looked at him, this man she had planned to marry, who had kissed her goodbye every morning for three years while sleeping with someone else. She felt nothing. "I gave you ten years, Marcus." She pulled her arm free. "That's enough." She got into the car and didn't look back. Sterling & Wade's lobby had never felt so hostile. The receptionist actually gasped when Isla walked in. She heard whispers starting before the elevator doors even closed.

Over her dead body. "I'm your friend's fiance. Have some shame," She said through clenched teeth and his jaw ticked. "He loves Silvia and for your information. Silvia has turned out to be Hunter's mate. If you still think you're his fiance then you're just deluding yourself," He grumbled in anger. She didn't say a word and was frozen on the spot in shock. Though she knew Hunter was never hers, she had this tiny hope that he would turn out to be her mate and save her. Even though those hopes and expectations were small they came crashing down at the moment.

“I’m a predator. It’s what we do.” He had to be a guard. That would make sense. The king would need men who moved that quickly to defend him. Her new lion was brave and sexy. She sure hoped Gerri would take her sweet time finding the king a mate. The longer she took, the more time Bella could spend with Trey. He lay down next to her, pulling her over to place her head on his chest and have her lean into him. “I never thought I’d actually consider a predator sexy. This world is messing with my rational thinking.”

The others looked like rogues but she looked different. 'Who are you and how do you know Alpha Conqueror?' I asked, thinking they thought Adrian was still here and had come to kill him. 'I am his fiancee and it has come to my notice that a slut like you seduced him and wants him to make you his Luna!' she said. 'How do you think that a nobody like you can take my man away from me?' she asked. 'We are going to teach you a lesson you will never forget! It will teach you never to take what belongs to other people!'

A beautiful purple-haired woman leaned into him, her eyes filled with warmth as she smiled at him. “Hunter,” she cooed. “I was looking for you.” My body turned to ice. Hunter gently unwrapped her arm from his waist and cleared his throat. “Marietta… um … this is Valerie,” he began nervously. “My fiance.” Those words cut through me like a blade. I forced a smile, despite my heart twisting painfully. “Congratulations.” I said softly. Then I walked away before he could see my eyes burn with unshed. I barely made it home before the dam broke.

This man with his lean, wolfish face wanted to own me. "I'm sorry but I am." "Where for?" "I don't know yet but I'm leaving the area with my fiance." The fiancee bit just kind of fell in but it felt so right to say it. I could hardly say 'mate' to a human, fiancee was the closest comparison. Eternal soul mate was probably too much of a mouthful. "You went on a date with me last month and now you're engaged?" His eyes were no longer ogling me but angrily fixed on my face as though I'd angered him. Like he'd been cheated. My wolf was riling up, not trusting this turn of events. My vision headed towards the office door, the only escape route I had.