The Predator's Fiancée Novels & Stories

"We're heading out shortly, so you'll need to drop the finished records in his study before we go. Also, his lamp oil is running low. Would you mind topping it up while you're there?" The hall went quiet. A few clan members glanced my way, then quickly looked elsewhere, faces caught between sympathy and the desire to pretend they had seen nothing. Everyone knew Raven Ashford was my betrothed. Everyone also knew how openly he favored Vera. He had recruited her personally from a border clan and never missed a chance to call her a rare talent who deserved every opportunity. It was his script, repeated so often he seemed to believe it himself. I had spent two months traveling the border, mapping

She was exactly my type. I got up and looked at her, offering her a smile. "Hello, fiancee. I'm Austin Bradford." The staff next to us exclaimed in shock at once. "Wait! He really is Ms. Pearson's fiance?" "No wonder he was acting so ruthless!" He had Ms. Pearson backing him up all along!" "I don't think that's the case, though. Something feels off. We still have to see whose side Ms. Pearson is on!"

But he releases me immediately, as if erasing a false contact. Something within me tears. A dull pain. Invisible. Yet I lift my chin. My gaze slides to Cassandre. She scrutinizes me, her eyes slowly moving from my shoes to my forehead. Her smile widens, mechanically. — I’m his fiancée, she says, clinging to his arm. And I’m pregnant. Her voice pierces the silence with cruel ease. She wants me to hear it. To suffocate. But I remain upright. Whole. She adds, in a lower tone, almost in a theatrical whisper:

“No, thanks a lot for the offer but here’s really no need to… I don’t want to escalate things any further. I just need to get out of here if you don’t mind.” The driver nodded slowly, and Carter couldn’t tell if he looked convinced or if he was just polite. It was difficult to put a finger on, probably because he could barely see the man’s face from the backseat. But that wasn’t relevant now. Carter took a long drink of water, trying to calm his racing heart. His fiancée had cheated on him with his childhood bully, and now that same bully had turned into a delusional stalker who thought Carter was pregnant with his werewolf baby.

Kris smiled, and he was about to walk near her when suddenly he saw a guy wrapping his hand around her waist and pulling her into his waist. "Guys, I think I think I forgot to introduce someone. Meet Peter, MY FIANCÉE. And Peter, this is Aurora, our Queen of the Rogues and the Moon Howlers. This is Vdius, the Lycan king, and this is Genelia and Alec." All of them greeted Peter with a smile when Alec said, "You are lucky to get her, man." Peter smiled and said, "Indeed, I am." Kris kept staring at them with wide eyes as everything went upper his head. Where this Fiancée came from?

I asked him. "I will never bow to a witch. I will take pleasure in eating your heart since you chose to ruin my meal!" He spat back at me with an evil smirk. Yes, I could have easily done a killing blow, but I find a slight enjoyment in making the evil beings suffer a little. Plus, I get paid more if I deliver them alive. Mucelini here broke the law. Ghouls have centers where they can obtain flesh to survive. When several ghoul attacks started in the area and the Paranormal Enforcement Agents (PEA) couldn't find the culprit they called me. Freya Blackwood, paranormal bounty hunter. I take on hunting ghouls, vampires, werewolves, and other creatures of the night. I am the best of the best and

I snapped. Alpha Victor also stepped forward, shielding me tightly. "Sir, if you continue to harass my fiancée, don’t blame me for not being polite!" Damian stared at Alpha Victor like a dying animal: "You said… she’s who?" "She’s my fiancée, my future mate." I deliberately raised my hand, lacing my fingers with Alpha Victor’s. The matching partner rings on our ring fingers, exquisitely crafted from moonstone and snow-field ice crystals, glittered in the sunlight.

She closed her eyes as she let the tears flow freely down her cheeks, there was nothing she could do against these people. They were formidable and she was only their toy to play with as they deemed fit. Alessandro had made it clear today that he was not done dealing with her. She could not even being to fathom how he had ripped a man’s head off his neck, shattering bones and tendons with just his bare hands. She steadied herself on his shoulders as he quickened his pace. Her tears increased, her thoughts were confused, she could not think clearly but one thing she was sure of was that Alessandro was a predator, a very deadly kind and she was his prey...

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

“I can feel you. Like smoke on skin.” Then she tugged the leash—and let herself fall gently to her knees, out of frame. The screen went black. On purpose. A ping. Not in the chat. Direct message. Encrypted. No username. Just a letter: F. And a message: You forgot rule #1. Never bait a predator with blood. They always come hungry. I’m closer than you think. Nice try, kitten. But the leash is mine now. Her breath hitched. But only for a second.