Darcy And Elizabeth Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

(POV of Young Eliza Claire Gold) I somehow managed to stammer, "Y-You already have a mate! H-How can I-" Keir's arms tightened around me, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "Yes, I do. I found out my mate is my childhood friend-but none of that matters because my Lycan craves you, Eliza. You, more than anyone, more than her, more than fate itself." "Oh." I tilted my face toward him, raising a brow. "So, you want me because your Lycan desires me, is that it?"

She grew up in a wealthy family but could cook her food. “Darcy is a wild woman. She has many exes. You must have known some of her love stories before my cousin married Cullen. Do you only want to play around with her?” she asked. “You better be careful. Sean Channing is stronger than you.” I didn't spill anything no matter how hard she tried to get me to talk. I didn't trust reporters. I didn't care what she wrote about my relationship with Darcy because my target was Sean. I brought Darcy out in public and attended the big meeting to harass that man for daring to threaten me at my club. I devised a plan for him to fail to become a mayor because his opponent had more integrity than him.

How could I ever stand out in a crowd like that? I pull my knees to my chest, hugging them tightly as Elizabeth and Darcy exchange their sharp, witty banter on screen. I want to believe in that kind of love, the kind that’s meant to be, that overcomes pride and prejudice. But reality isn’t a Jane Austen novel. Rami isn’t Darcy, and I’m not Elizabeth. Not really. And as much as I want to believe I could be the one to capture his attention, the one who stands out in his world of endless possibilities, I can’t shake the gnawing feeling that I’m just another face in the crowd.

to you? I already made my stance clear the day I left the apartment. I'm done with you and I cannot trust someone like you. Stay away from me or are you that obsessed?" Elizabeth clicked her tongue. "Obsessed? Obsessed with what? Can't be obsessed with you Elizabeth Carson. Why don't we meet and then end this stupid rivalry between us and bother not. We won't be meeting for reconciliation because I want nothing to do with you. We will be meeting to end everything between us. Is that understood? I want us to meet and I mean it or I will have to go to the place you work just like you did for mine and create a scene," Victor threatened. Elizabeth got pissed by Victoria's statement but she woul

"Matthew, if you can't win with your words, then at least use your fists!" Carl glowered at Paul in a fit of rage and embarrassment. "How is this any of your business, huh? Eliza and I are a match made in heaven! I came over today to pick her up so that we can discuss getting engaged. Who cares about their betrothal? That's a relic of the olden days!" It seemed like Carl and Eliza's relationship was progressing more quickly than it did in my previous lifetime. Or, perhaps this was in fact what happened the last time, too. While I was still foolishly believing that Eliza loved me, she had already gotten engaged to Carl behind my back.

My father scoffed at his words but I didn't pay him any attention this time. I was too invested in the story. “He was obsessed with her but they broke up because my father had already betrothed to Darius to another woman. Elizabeth.” The name sounded familiar. I had read it in Daniel's diary… “Elizabeth was beautiful and kind and for a time Daruis treated her well until he saw me one day with his ex. I think that was when the hatred started. See, Daruis never wanted to be with Elizabeth. He only pretended he cared about her to make father choose him as the Alpha instead of me. At least that's what I think.”

Adam and Elizabeth didn’t have much to do other than sitting at the seat of elders enjoying the bliss of being surrounded by the chatter and laughs of their younger generation. Eva had no idea why Darcy had not made an entrance even though it was Marcus’s birthday; logically it was him who should have been the main character welcoming guests instead of Eric and Chris. She went upstairs to their room in the main house to call Darcy to find out how much longer it would take for him to arrive when she saw an envelope on the table.

Douglass never reacted otherwise, he silently watched as she was cheesing off. "Eliza…!" "DARCY!" Elizabeth growled, expressing every letter in 'her name' as if she wanted to break them. "My name is Darcy!" She rectified and said through her clenched teeth as she clenched her hands into fists. It was clear that Liam's scent was hanging in the air with intensity and unfortunately, Elizabeth collided with it everywhere her head turned— making it hard for her to breathe. Her eyes widened with indignation that immediately trailed down to the rest of her body— filling her veins, enslaving them to absorb poison that was making her heart beat as quickly as a flash.

I scowled, because there was nothing funny on the scene we're currently in. "What's funny?" I asked. "Elizabeth reminds me of you," she suddenly said. "Of me?" "Yeah. Elizabeth dislikes Darcy but she falls for him later on. It's just like you! You dislike Flint but look at you now, all cuddly-cuddly," she commented. I heard Flint chuckle. We're sitting beside each other on the sofa. His arm was on my shoulder, while I was leaning on him. Taylor and Sean were on the floor, sitting on the carpet.

At that moment, Summer gave her husband’s shoulder a reassuring pat and signaled Eliza to join her in the kitchen while giving Darcy and Anastasia a little space to catch up. As the two women left, Darcy and Anastasia continued their conversation, sharing updates and memories. As Summer and Eliza worked quietly in the kitchen, they exchanged knowing glances as they listened to the soft murmur of Darcy and Anastasia’s conversation from the other room. Eliza sighed. “Who would have thought Darcy would meet his daughter-in-law by chance like this?”