David Copperfield The Novel Novels & Stories

"Let's just do something different today." David's face lit up as he extended a romance novel toward Cordelia. "How about we dive into a different world for a while? It might be a pleasant escape." Cordelia accepted the book, her fingers gently caressing its cover. With their coffee cups in hand, they settled into the armchair, allowing themselves to be enveloped by the written words and the aromatic essence of their freshly brewed beverages. Cordelia stole glances at David as he immersed himself in his chosen book, noticing the dimples that adorned his smile for the first time.

"It's much too sad. The way Dickens portrays the characters were well written out and Pip is one character I sympathize with the most. He really went through a lot." "I see, the boy got his heart broken at last. I'm not really a fan of that though, i personally prefer David Copperfield." "That's also one of his best, I think it was based loosely on Dickens himself." "Yes it was," Magnus replied. I found it hard to believe that I was discussing literature with a Lycan king. Even werewolf Alphas were not as knowledgeable or interested in the topic as he was. I remembered Luke telling me that he wrote poems for Elena.

I suddenly felt very, very small. My mind raced. I’d heard the stories, the rumors. David was legendary not just for his wealth but for his ruthlessness. And now I was about to marry him? Everything became a blur. I remembered Elowen gossiping about him, how women threw themselves at him, how his childhood love, Jordan, had been his one true heartbreak. But why me? Why now? What was the point of this entire charade? The air grew thick as realization set in. My heart pounded in my chest as I gripped the edge of a nearby table for support. This isn’t a dream. This is real. I was about to marry David Copperfield, a man feared and admired in equal measure.