Unperfect Susie Tate Novels & Stories

She interrupted my thought as I flinched and stretched my hand towards her hand. She came closer to me in form of a hug. "I know this marriage isn't what Jayden really wants, I still have hope though." She whispered to my ear. She backed out after saying whatever she wanted to say, I was still wondering what she meant by that statement. She smiled as she walked away, I couldn't help but to stare at her hips that was swinging, she really has that hour glass shape. I guess I am nothing compared to her. "Guess you have a competitor." Susan said immediately she left.

Telling me she was feeling sick, that her depression was coming back, and that she was terrified of being alone. “You don’t remember?” She said pouting. “I’m so sorry, Susie, but I don't remember anything that would cause you to get pregnant from that night.” Susie looked a little embarrassed as she recalled the sight of me passing out that night. “I admitted that I couldn't resist taking a selfie of us together before you woke up. Here, take a look.” I sat there stunned and unable to speak as I looked at the picture of me in her bed with her all hugged up and asleep.

Even more leaking from Susie's pussy. Susie even squishes while walking as we step over to the shower, and we laugh again. We kiss and caress through an abbreviated shower compared to earlier. When we step out clean, we dry off completely this time. Then Susie takes my hand and leads me into her bedroom. We climb in together and lay there quietly at first before Susie tells me the truth of her past and my history, as well as the mistreatment by her parents. Finally, telling me how she decided that keeping me was the right thing to do. Also, how and why she turned herself into a 1950s housewife to deter herself and any potential suitors. That's when she told me the most surprising part.

Grace was caught off guard by Susan's audacity. "OMG, do you actually believe that?" Susan scoffed. "I mean, you saw Mrs. Creed the other day, right? Do you honestly think someone like that would want someone like you for a 'family'? You've got to be kidding me. You should know your standards, Grace. Why do you think he's engaged to a top model like Jesse Keyes? Because that woman loves perfection, a worthy background, and you... well," Susan sized up Grace from head to toe, "You don't have what it takes, not even close." Grace stared at Susan in disbelief, momentarily speechless. Finally, she managed to say, "Are you done now, Miss Perfection? Can I go back to work?" She had lost the streng

“That’s nothing. Stepmother said she’s been trying to seduce older wolves since she was sixteen. That’s why Tommy dumped her.” Laughter. Then a voice I recognize—Susie’s. “Trust me. She’s not Luna material. She’ll crack the first time we face a real threat. And when she does, I’ll be there to pick up the pieces.” My blood roars. I step out from behind the building, into the open. The group of a half-dozen young wolves turns, eyes wide. Susie’s face goes pale, then pinched with defiance. “Marie,” she says, too sweetly. “Eavesdropping? How fitting.”

She gestured helplessly at the mess. I tried my best to calm Marcy down. It was only her first day here, but Susanna had already broken her. Susanna used to be obsessed with maintaining a perfect image, but now she had completely dropped the act. In this house, the only one who probably still believed Susanna was perfect, and helpless was Conrad.

“When I realized he was my mate I wondered what I had done to deserve such a mate. I thought my mate would be the one that saved me. I didn’t tell him he was my mate he asked and I didn’t lie thinking he was 18 and could sense it. I won’t go into details but after what he did and what happened to me I learned that I would have to save myself and that is what I did when I ripped out my fathers heart. The moon goddess gifts her children with mates but that doesn’t mean they are deserving of the one they got. I choose to believe that it is not me that is undeserving. It is him who is undeserving of me.” There is a crash outside in the hallway and Sylvia goes to the door. “Sylivia, he's your mat

“I better go by Doctor Reeves before I get an infection.” Shoving his shoulder, she walked back in the direction she came from, this time putting her duffle bag over her shoulder. It seemed like Ace had this sort of radar for finding her and it really needed to be destroyed. It was like he lurked in the shadows waiting to strike. She was sure that he would not ease up on her one bit during their little trip. Most of his brainless posse was killed in the fighting and she was sure the rest were too scared to come back. And yet he called her weak, she was way stronger than the people he hung around with. Ace was definitely misogynistic.

She set the cake on the table and hurried off to her room to freshen up. Valerie slipped into a sexy night dress that stopped at her thighs and had a slit on the side. She pulled her hair up in a messy bun, allowing two strands to fall on both sides of her face before going back downstairs to complete her setup. Valerie was confident that she looked breathtaking in her dress and makeup. There was no way Carlos could resist her. She hoped he wouldn’t like he had always done.