The Predator's Fiancée Novels & Stories

She took a step forward, but then she froze when she saw Franco's wife getting out of the passenger seat. Araceli felt a wave of jealousy and anger wash over her. She still couldn't believe that Franco was married, and that he had moved on with his life. She had always thought that there was still a spark between them, but now she realized that she had been wrong. She watched as Franco and his wife walked into the precinct, their arms linked. She felt a pang of sadness when her gaze met Franco's and looked at her coldly. He turned away as though he didn't know who she was.

She slowly led Sienna back to the bed. “No, I’m pregnant. My fiancé is looking for me. Your boss wants to forcefully marry me for his selfish reasons. He will kill me after getting my money. Please save me and my unborn child,” she sobbed. The woman looked hesitant. “I’ve known Roman for a long time. I used to work for his family when his mom was alive. I’ve never seen him this way. It seems as if he’s possessed by the devil. He isn’t a bad man, Miss,” said the woman. Sienna wiped her tears.

"That's what the paperwork said. But I kept pushing—told the clerks I finally found the guy I want to marry. If the process drags and ruins my chance at a family, I'll camp on their doorstep and cry every day." Her voice softened as she looked at me. Hard to picture her—queen of ice—throwing tantrums like that. But knowing Leona? She'd do it without blinking. Back at the base, people never let me live it down. They said before I showed up, she never gave anyone the time of day unless it was business. Then out of nowhere, the stone-cold queen went full-on lovestruck. Anyone who tried to come between us? She'd burn the place down.

My knees hit the floor, and I sob like I’m emptying years of hurt all at once. Emily kneels beside me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Is it... is it Axton?” I nod. Just once. And then I let them hold me. Because I’m not just pregnant. I’m pregnant by my enemy’s fiancé.

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."

Love was one of the fairy tales Laura had stopped believing in. She was rich, independent, and influential. She didn't feel the need of having a man in her life. But things changed when she met a charming billionaire. He was everything she had wished for. Laura was now wrestling with her wild desires as she tried to contain her emotions and keep a tough persona as an independent lady. See how the story unfolds in Laura's journey of love.

But it curled down my spine like cold fingers. He stepped into view slowly, as though surfacing from deep water. Tall. Elegant. Shadow-woven. A presence rather than a full form. Like he was made of the absence of light instead of flesh. Avel stiffened. “You’re breaking the Accord,” he hissed. The predator smiled. “No one is watching us.” “That doesn’t matter.” “It does,” the predator murmured, “because she is waking, and you cannot hope to claim her alone.” My pulse fluttered painfully.

She smiled shyly. I ground my teeth as I held her stare. She painted her face with innocence, but I could easily see through the mask. She was the predator I should be wary of. It was time to show her I had claws of my own. I inhaled slowly and willed myself to smile. “It's not up to me. If my FIANCÉ wants to talk with you, he can.” I shrugged before looking at Killian. “I trust him.” Killian turned toward me. “Are you sure?” he murmured, leaning closer.

“What Elijah and I do, is no one’s business. We are not committing incest, we are not related by blood. We do not need to prove anything to anyone. I’m here to explain one thing to you and since you wanted to do this the hard way, we’ll do it the hard way. Stay away from my man or I’ll tear that hair from your pretty little head. I’m fed up with you clinging and latching on to him any moment you get. He’s done with you, so back off.” “I could make him happy. I'm Luna material and you’re marked by some rogue or something, he isn't your mate.” Fiona said looking at Scarlett’s mark with clear disgust on her face. For once her sweet voice sounded poisonous to Scarlett. “News flash hun, he isn’t