Darcy First Proposal Novels & Stories

“Back when I still believed in neat endings.” Adrian’s brow furrowed slightly, but he didn’t interrupt. He leaned against the kitchen island, arms folded, fully focused on her. “He was sweet, the kind of guy my mother loved. Smart, polite, clean-shaven. Perfect on paper. We were supposed to get married half a year ago.” “What happened?” Darcy gave a faint, bitter smile. “He got someone else pregnant. His colleague. Didn’t tell me until she was two months in.” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “He told you himself?”

It was a gift given to Milton by me. "Claire saved your life," Cheryl sobbed, tears streaming. "You promised her anything she wanted. She's crazy about you. She'll propose, and you'll say yes, won't you? I'm sorry, but I can't live a life without you. I'd rather die." Her voice broke, each word a calculated dart. Milton's face crumpled, and his deep voice dripped with concern. "Come down, Cheryl. Let me explain." Cheryl was his everything. Her love for pink meant the Dior bag he'd bought for my birthday ended up as her reward for passing her finals.

“We… we used to be involved.” Simeon’s expression remained neutral. “I see,” he said simply. The room fell into an awkward silence. Elizabeth’s thoughts were a whirlwind. Alex working for Simeon? The man she had once loved, now serving as an underling to the very person she had proposed to. The irony was almost too much to bear. Simeon broke the silence. “Perhaps we should focus on the matter at hand,” he suggested. “Your proposal. What prompted such an action?”

Snow’s POV. It’s been weeks now and everything seem like we were now living in an entirely different world. {Or should I go about all over again introducing myself to you} I am Snow Darcy and ever since Jace Steele had rejected me for Hazel Hozier, may her beautiful soul rest in peace, I had given up on Jace and even after her burial ceremony I didn’t even give a single fxck to the man who almost ruined my life. I have been trying not to actually get sway away. I had accepted my life but then Hans Hobbs wouldn’t still let me be.

"They'll be back though eventually and with something to gossip about." "Delancy, is your father coming soon?" He asked, stretching and linking his arms behind his head. "No, he's says he's going to watch everything on TV." I confessed with a sigh and leaned on the wall behind me. "Delancy?" "Yeah." "Do you know, I had a crush on you?" I turned to Daniel and leaned off the wall, his eyes locking on me indefinitely. "What?" "I've liked you for a very long time and when I heard you were getting married, I was so jealous." He rubbed his forehead and sighed. "Your husband's was very lucky to marry you, you're the sweetest person I've ever known and I hope he treats you right."

"See this guy isn't worth it."Dean said but Ember didn't even bother to listen to him, she just told herself that it was all nothing but a misunderstanding, there is no way that he would just propose to her while he had a girlfriend or maybe that whole proposal thing was just a prank.and he forgot to tell her that he was just pulling her leg. She closed her eyes taking a deep breath and she opened them again, she watched them as they made their way to Axle's car still holding hands.

"Can’t you see…? I just want us to....." "I’ll give it a chance." she said stiffly. "Give what a chance?" he asked. He wanted to hear her say it. "I will marry you, Dimitri" -------------- "You've got to be fucking kidding me" Raymond Darcy swore and got up from his chair. He shook his fist at Dimitri, "I swear I'm gonna kill you" he said. "Dad, please, listen to me" Kelly pleaded as she stood too. Just as she had predicted, Raymond Darcy wasn't thrilled about the news of them getting married. In fact, he was furious, and Kelly didn't blame him.

His features were refined, his presence carrying a certain coolness. His posture wasn't threatening. Yet somehow, he seemed distant and above it all. "Miss Jackson." He studied her carefully, speaking deliberately, "I have an interesting proposal. Would you care to consider it?" At that time, Aria never imagined that Archer's proposition would be to steal her away from Larry, to make her—a married woman—become Mrs. Duncan. Aria pulled herself back to the present, the corners of her eyes misty, giving her an air of languid beauty, like a rose growing vibrantly in the fog—stunning even in the night.

Drkov for him to invest in the Narine Corporation. "Well, I don't care why you agreed to marry my nephew, but once you've become the bride of Drkov's house, you have to love my nephews, can you do that?” Mr. Drkov asked and looked at her. Daisy didn't hesitate, she insisted, "Okay." If she hesitates, it's useless. She can only make a definitive decision. Anyway, she doesn't have a boyfriend. She'll do the duty of a wife well. Seeing Daisy answering so quickly, Mr. Drkov was very pleased, he said: "In three days, our family will deliver the wedding gift to your house. We're going to have a wedding in seven days, do you have any ideas?"

Maybe our entire relationship had been built on a lie from the beginning. And everything I had endured, everything I had given over the years… meant nothing. Outside, the sky was darkening. And with it, the last thread of attachment in my heart quietly broke. … Two days later, at Darren's birthday party, he was dressed in a tailored designer suit, surrounded by Carrie and a crowd of well-dressed friends. Minutes ticked by, but I never showed. His expression grew increasingly sour, just short of a tantrum. Then, a deliveryman stepped into the room, holding a beautifully wrapped gift box.