The Predator's Fiancée Novels & Stories

Her mind echoed with the harsh voices of her mother, her father, her brother, and her fiancé. Just a few hours ago, she was in her fancy mansion, all excited for her big 20th birthday party, which was also supposed to be the night she announced her engagement to Ryder, the guy she'd had a crush on for ages. But then, right there, Ryder hugged her sister and told everyone that the only woman he wanted to marry was Kiera.

I think there was too much makeup on her face early this morning, she was a little late for summer fashion week with her skimpy dress and man, her perfume was so strong that the birds in the balcony moved to the north pole. “…see, honey?” She looked back at Ace and her eyes stayed longer on his wide awake manhood. “I heard how you humiliate my fiancé! You will pay for that, whore” She challenged. Fiancé? I look down at the ring on my left hand and I’m pretty sure I am still the fiancée. “Great!” I chirped in. “I’m out of here then.” Ace’s face contorted “who let you in, Mira?”

In the third year after my fiancée, Iris Ford, falls off a cliff during a sketching trip in the mountains, I accidentally walk into her personal art exhibition. The person I have longed for day and night is right there, gently adjusting the scarf of the young man beside her. The walls are covered with portraits she once promises to paint only for me, but every subject of her paintings is that young man. Violet Bardot, Iris' best friend and the one who once helps me handle her funeral affairs, grabs me anxiously. "Graham, don't do anything rash. Iris has her reasons. After Jack Glenwood saved her, she suffered from a head injury and lost her memory. She didn't mean to stay away." I smile

Chester was in no state of mind to listen to Elizabeth’s pleas. His slightly trembling hand continued to grip her neck. His fingers were practically about to touch. "You can't do this to me!" Elizabeth said waveringly. "Are you begging for mercy?" Chester’s eyes flashed with sarcasm. "Give me one good reason why!" Elizabeth furrowed her brows. She didn't want to die yet! "I’m... I’m pregnant!" Chester’s gaze narrowed. This woman was not only evil, but a compulsive liar as well!

“How do you know her name is Cara? You've asked from those inhumane beings, right? Is that part of your fetishism?” She continued. “The news has gone round, how you paid 5 billion dollars just to get your fantasies fulfilled. She'll be in trouble after that but right now I can't let you do anything to her. Just give her to me and you can wank yourself to death.” “I don't know where all this is coming from but I'm not letting go of Cara. Never, I'm never letting go of my wife. Do you think it's easy? Staying almost 4 months without my family. I think you should be the one to get out. God knows where she gets to make crazy friends from. First Amber, now you.”

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!'

I knew it was her, and I watched as she stood quickly, not fazed by the hit she took from the ground. Her calculating sea-green eyes stare into mine, but I don’t let her intimidate me. “We are here to talk to you. Can you just listen, instead of attacking us,” I growl in a low tone. Sloan stands with her hands on her hip. She tilts her head to the side with a scowl as her long blonde ponytail sways behind her. “What do you want, wolf-girl?” Sloan hisses, and I can’t hide my glare from her remark, but I continue anyway. “We need a tracker,” I explain, still catching my breath from the chokehold she had on me. Sloan laughs in disbelief. “You need a tracker?” she continues laughing, pointing i

he says cheerfully. “Good morning, Fred. Have you seen Emma?” I ask him. “The brunette girl that has been spending a lot of nights in your apartment, sir? Or the tall redheaded one that was here a few days ago?” Fred asks with a complicit smile. Fred is the number one witness to all the parade of women I have brought to my apartment, he probably thinks Emma is just another name in the endless list of conquest I have. “The brunette girl, she is my fiancée,” I inform him so he knows she is special.

Fiona's eyes widened in alarm, and she quickly nodded. Only then did Frederick release her. Now free, Fiona remained silent, afraid to provoke him further. She curled up on the couch, using a towel to cover herself. "Please, don't hurt me. The owner of this house is my cousin. She's much prettier than I am. Go after her instead." Frederick was taken aback. This young woman was Anya's cousin? What a misunderstanding! "You've got it all wrong. I'm Anya's fiance."

"Hunter, this is Adrian...my... "Fiancé." Adrian completed. I threw him a sharp look. Understanding dawned on Hunter's face. "I see." That is all Hunter said and he remained silent. *** Hunter This Adrian guy was a merman. A freakin' merman. With the way he was giving me dirty looks, if I didn't know any better, I could have easily pegged him as a bully and after that comment about him being her fiancé, I definitely thought that he was the bullying type. It didn't matter that he was her fiancé; Blue had made her choice loud and clear.