Novel & Cerita Bridgerton Fanfiction Penelope

Daniel said softly while bowing , Penelope nodded as she entered the library sighing when the door closed, and proceeded to lay on the couch that was next to the window memories of what happened consumed her mind, she wondered what would have happened if she hadn't been mated to a monster, a mate that would rather humiliate her in front of everyone, one that only cared about her giving him an heir and never truly cared about her. She gulped tears stinging her eyes slowly starting to stream down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away and took deep breaths. It wasn’t her fault she had not yet been convinced in fact she was glad that she was not carrying the child of such a man. At that moment

"Are you planning how to kill me? I'm deadly allergic to grapes if that helps." "I'll make sure to keep that in mind!" I flip him the finger and hurry to catch Penelope as she steps down. "Beautiful as always!" She shrieks, pulling me in by my waist. I giggle and smile completely, whipping Aiden and his stupid antics out of my head. "I've missed you, Penelope. You look gorgeous." Penelope has a bad girl persona. Black hair. Average height. And those lips could make heads turn. "Aiden Smith." He just has to ruin everything. I scowl and grimace at what I have to do next.

How reckless could she be to provoke Elon Lancaster himself? Penelope was annoyed. Which young lady would dye their hair green and dress like a thug? If she had known Fiona's identity, she wouldn't have said that!

“Say what you came to say and get out." Three years. That’s how long Penelope had been my father’s widow. Three years of her showing motherly concern, but I could see her desperate attempts to claw her way into power. At first, I let her live because she was harmless. Now? My claws unsheathed slightly, puncturing the armrest. Now she’s overstepping… "That creature doesn’t belong here Damon!" Penelope strode forward, slamming her palms on my desk. “Take the pup from her and throw her back to the gutter she crawled from!"

I finish for her, gently. She winces. “Sorry.” “Don’t be,” I say, and I mean it. We walk slowly through the racks, browsing aimlessly. “I keep thinking,” Penelope says after a while, “what if I give it all and it’s not real? What if I fall and he never even meant to catch me?” I stay quiet. “I want to trust him,” she says. “But sometimes when he smiles, I feel like he’s thinking about something else entirely. Someone else, maybe. Or something he can’t talk about.”

he grabbed Penelope by the face and kissed her, it felt like forever. I cleared my throat, drawing their attention, and he turned to me with a beaming smile. As he left, my gaze met Penelope's stunning brown eyes. Her radiant smile revealed a captivating confidence that made her resemble a masterpiece from an art gallery. With her fiery red curls cascading around her, she stood at an impressive 5'6" with curvaceous features. We were of similar height, but she possessed an aura that dominated the room, Penelope lived life fearlessly, not caring about other's opinions. In that moment. I couldn't help but envy her incredible life and magnetic personality.

I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, suddenly acutely aware of the scars that crisscrossed my skin. “Stop looking at me like that,” I muttered, unable to meet her gaze. Cecil reached out a hand, placing it gently on my arm. “I don't know Penelope that well, but she seems like the type to scheme and manipulate. She could even go as far as lying to the Alpha, claiming you attacked her. She might even inflict injuries on herself to make it seem more convincing.” The thought made my blood run cold. Penelope was ruthless, capable of anything to get what she wanted. And getting Damon to come home now and end me would be a very easy task for her.

She said, taking her hands off her mother’s and running back to her room before Yvonne had the chance to hold her back and order someone else to get whatever she forgot. “Penelope” She whisper-yelled, growling as she briskly walked back after her. Penelope ran back to her room, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe the day had finally arrived - the day she would meet the man she had been betrothed to. She had heard so much about him, and the thought of actually meeting him consumed her thoughts. As she reached for her hand fan on the dresser, she paused when she saw something in the window. Curious, she walked over to take a closer look and was shocked to see a line of carria

She looked small again, shoulders curling in, hands clutching the hem of her large shirt. I looked between them, frowning. “You two know each other?” Neither of them answered. “Mr. Alanis,” Penelope said, her voice was higher now, and she was trying so hard to keep its usual sweetness but already cracked at the edges. “Why is she here?” “I brought her.” “She wasn’t supposed to come,” Penelope snapped, stepping around me like she didn’t care I was in the way. “I told her not to come.” “I told her to stay.”

Roshan threatened with every ability to do what he said. Lucian calmly kissed Sophia's lips and wished her luck with that she got off his laps and walked towards Penelope with a mocking smile on her lips. Penelope didn't see the mocking smile, hell..she didn't even see her coming. Her gaze was fixed on the man the moon goddess gave her as a mate and she felt numb, so numb that it hurt. She felt like laughing and crying at the same time, it was stupid how she could fall in love with a man that never spared her a second glance, that did whatever he wanted without caring about her feelings.