British Novels & Stories

Here is my attempt at proofreading the text to comply with British English standards: Charming Adele had befriended his lost love and grown close to Christian's family too. His parents openly hinted their wish for the pair to marry. Though he neither agreed nor refused, Christian was warming to her. Perhaps this sweet girl was destined to be his wife after all? During one visit seeking his shy love, Christian encountered her drunken husband boasting of a compliant, welcoming spouse who acquiesced to his infidelities. Shocked, Christian called upon the girl's father, claiming a business matter. The man confirmed his daughter's happy marriage.

“Don’t play like that.” “Sorry.”

We are having dinner at a lovely restaurant. "Now that you are done with university, my dear, do you plan to stay back like your brother or come back to Nigeria?" My father, Kareem, says as he takes a bite of his meal. His eyes are light brown, with pitch-black hair. He is 6 feet tall, with a fair skin tone, and a muscular build for a man of his age. His handsome face explains why my brothers are handsome too.

She paused for a while her hands at her back as she fidgeted clearly anxious, she looked at their curious gazes and began speaking again. "Someone special told me it is better to try than regret later for not trying, I would be disappointed if I don't get the part but I would be happy that I tried my best, I would just try again another time". She answered sincerely as they all stared at her emotionless, there was a drift in Miranda's eyes, something She couldn't understand . "Who is That Someone Special?". A deep rich unfamiliar voice spoke to her, The voice was deep and rich and was soothing to hear, it had a hint of British accent in it surprising Grace, th

I responded as we both laughed “So you knew she was British from her accent?” I asked “Yeah, plus her skin color and hair” he replied “Oh yeah, she does look British” I responded as we chuckled “But you on the other hand you look nothing British” he added “Well, I am not” I added “Your mom is, so typically you are half British if your mom is British” he added as I gave him a stern look before I rolled my eyes “I am not. My dad is American” I responded

Such name didn't fit him, he was neither ruthless nor kind but the name butcher who don't show mercy is one of those filthy names he had never once consider pleasant. "You seem frightened for someone who mistook us as those filthy beings who show no honor, raise your head trader and now that you know the identity of this king, shall we get to the business dear sir? " the trader looked at him and he nodded raising his head with a little of his pride.

“I have been stuck with some of the most conniving bitches you would never want to meet, all the little tricks your tiny brain thinks of have already been done. I really don’t give a flying fuck, if you think you are the queen bitch at this school, I am really not interested, but push me and I will make it my mission to take it from you.” I step towards her, and with my hight and the heels I am wearing, I look down at her. “Keep your little bag of sluts out of my way, because if you mess with me I will be more than happy to vag drag you naked through the school. Oh and I have ZERO interest in any boys here, because I have a Demigod of a boyfriend at home waiting for me. And lastly, a person

he said as he drove off . " Mom ..." Red trailed and I caught him short . " We are in Italy Red ...can I think properly now ? I asked and he blushed red . " Good " I said as he looked away. I looked at the Restaurant nervously and it red " Annabelle's foods and dishes " . " Wow it's a restaurant mummy I can finally eat to my satisfaction right ? It's a free restaurant right ? Do they sell free foods here ! " He asked as he clapped excitedly .

The horse ride back home was slightly peaceful. I was not able to relieve my stress from the morning's conversation on The Introductory. Why would a middle-class nation strive to become one of the high-class kingdoms conduct The Introductory? It is not like we are facing a problem where the solution would be to find a king from the high-class kingdoms. I am supposed to be "designed" to handle this on my own.