Novel & Cerita Darcy And Elizabeth Fanfiction

CHAPTER 4 (Elisa's POV) It had only been a week since the envoys visited but I was already being asked to move into the Greyhound's estate to assist in wedding preparations. I didn't even get to bid my father a proper goodbye before I was whisked away by the drive. Upon arrival I was greeted and received by the estate's staffs, not a single family member in sight. I was silently ushered in by the maids. I tried making conversation. “So…where are all the family members?” But my attempt was met with hostile glares and more silence. After being settled in my room I decided to give myself a tour of the estate since no one offered. Just as I had made my way to the west wing, voices erupted causin

Once Osvaldo found out, Aidan had to go back and work hard, otherwise Osvaldo would definitely spill the beans to his parents about Elizabeth. Charlotte pursed her lips and said, "Liz might not go back with him." Besides the fact that the match was not suitable, Elizabeth also didn't want to go back to Aelmere and let her stepmother suck blood. The Duncan family might not have accepted her, and even if they did, according to Elizabeth's stepmother's personality, she would definitely have gone crazy sucking blood.

Darcy played the video of Sky being slapped by the Vikrom and Logman families. His cheeks were swollen and his mouth was bleeding. “Sky!” Darcy’s expression turned pale. “Ms. Quint, since we are both adults, let me get straight to the point. I like you, I want to have sex with you. Sleep with me and I’ll tell the Vikrom family to release your brother.” Eliot enjoyed Darcy’s angry yet terrified look. He swore to get his hands under her dress. Darcy instinctively stepped back. She glared at Eliot and bellowed, “Don’t even think about it. My husband is already on his way to the Vikrom family. He will bring my brother back!”

Aelia watched her for a moment before asking, “Something wrong?” Darcy was silent. Then, suddenly— “We slept with each other twice.” Aelia frowned. “Huh?” Darcy turned to face her fully. “Me and Dr. Adrian. Had a one-night stand.” She paused. “Twice.” Aelia stared. “Oh.” Darcy let out a humorless laugh, collapsing onto the couch. “Yeah. Oh.” The room was silent for a beat. Then Aelia smirked. “So which one of you is catching feelings?”

I felt like I was being suffocated right now with Lucia and her notion of hopeless romantic as well as the gestures between Daisy and that douche. “I think I might need some air,” I said before I stood up and I went away. I don’t turn back to the table as I knew Daisy would not be that curious to follow me around. If she knew what was good for her. Daisy Dyer’s POV “I tell you, they have the best sushi in the world. I wonder if you wanted to get some with me later?” Eliot said as I was shaking my head at him. “I can’t. I have the stuff to do tomorrow,” I said before I heard someone was getting up from the table. It was Dylan and he was getting away from the crowd. I think he went to get some

I slowly slipped out of the living room after Alicia had gone somewhere probably to check on Beatriz, those two really care for each other and Xander had left to search for a good lawyer for his mother. I heard silent sobs coming out of Elizabeth's room as she packed all of her things into her luggage bag. I knew she was heartbroken and had felt bad for all that she had done, but the things she did to Damon was pretty much despicable and I would side with Damon anytime any day if compared.

"And Darcy, this is Beth, my beautiful roommate. She’s new on campus, so help watch out for her, yeah?" "Totally. I like her already. She’s beautiful. I like pretty girls." "Ugh. Maybe keep it in your panties? Elizabeth here is as straight as a pole and she just got—" "Miley!" I cut in, knowing where those words were going, and she beams at me. "Just letting her know, babe." "I can admire pretty girls without wanting to fuck them. Thank you very much, Miley." Darcy rolls her eyes before extending her hand to me. "Darcy."

she demanded. Fortunately, Darius stepped in. “Don’t be silly mum, her name is Kate Bamford. She’s my girlfriend. He put his arm around me, pulling me into his side. “Let’s get you a drink, Kate.” He signalled to George, who came over with a tray of champagne in flutes. I took a drink and noticed his mother and Wish had turned their backs and were talking in low voices. “How are you? I heard you had a difficult day?”