Downton Abbey Fanfic Novels & Stories

I said and Michelle smiled "Oh I see " "A little father and daughter bonding is doing someone good!" She said and Zahra laughed. "Ofcourse it is !" "So how are things between you and Dante now ?!" I asked. "Good" "Better?!" She replied. "That's good to hear " "You should go up to your room and get changed now " I said and she nodded and walked upstairs. Author's POV Meanwhile ... He stood infront of Mabel's Mansion as he started at the fourteen years old girl that had just walked in.

Dora feigned surprise, her eyes wide with mock innocence. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't see you," she cooed, the corners of her mouth twitching into a sly grin that she quickly smoothed over. The air in the grand hallway of Xavier’s opulent mansion felt charged—a battlefield of wills and hidden daggers. "At least she's fine, right?" Dora continued, her voice laced with venomous sweetness. "I mean, Cathleen couldn't bear you a son. Maybe you should marry the woman who was supposed to be your wife in the first place; don't you agree with me? It was just a girl. I don't know why she would faint because of a girl; maybe it was a boy. Why make a fuss over a dead girl?"

I blinked my eyes slowly while staring at them, then Xander said, “Abby…I’m sorry.” I gulped softly. “I am not used to that name, just call me Anna.” “No, I can’t call you that,” Xander said as he smirked. “You are still Abby to me, anyways, I heard that Miguel was pretending to be your husband? How did you manage to live with that psycho? Did he pleasure you in bed or what?” “Xander, you stop it! You are talking to my wife!” Fabian snarled at him. I walked upstairs to look at the two women who kept kissing my daughter even though Charlotte was still sleeping, so my blood boiled this time because they were disturbing my daughter.

I gave her nothing in mine. "Cassie, you helped get us started today, so for that, I'm going to say this once nicely," Abbie said, slowly withdrawing her digit. She wiped it off on Cassie's chest as she went on; Cassie did nothing. "We're Mr. Canon's fantasy sluts. That means whatever gets him off, we're down for. Understand?" "Yeah, I was just--"

I’m more than my womb damn it! “I don’t follow…” Abbey says, making a face as she looks up from her book. I scoff at a bow on my chest as if it personally did something to offend me. I grab it, throw it to the floor and stomp on it. “Excuse me,” the dressmaker scolds. Abbey is instantly on her feet and in her face. “That is our next Queen you just raised your voice to servant,” Abbey shouts, as I watch the woman, who is easily three times Abbey’s age, cower and fall to her knees. My jaw falls at the spectacle.

I start to ramble. I am interrupted by a fierce kiss. “Oh, baby, there would be nothing I would like more. What about New Year’s Eve?” Taylor suggests with excitement in his voice. “Then we can really ring the new year in with style.” “Perfect,” I whisper, a thrill coursing through me at the prospect of becoming Mrs Abigail Hudson. “I love you, Taylor Hudson,” I say as sleep beckons. “And I love you, Abigail James. More than you will ever know” comes Taylor’s heartfelt reply.

This idiot has a death wish. ~~ AN, Hey Babes, Please check my new novel, PROMISE ME, JAKE. Regular updates for that one will come after Don’s Fiancee. That’s the plan. Lol. Please do tell me if that book has a chance. Much love, ljxx

Abigail wore Diana’s scent, faint and confusing, and my wolf, Zubby, was starving for even that illusion of our mate. So after the party, I dragged Abigail home instead. Let her play the stand-in while I tried to forget Diana. She told me she’d loved me since we were kids. I wasn’t listening. I was drunk on the echo of Diana’s presence. But now, Abigail had to go. She was a mistake. A distraction. A vampire. And I hate vampires. I stormed downstairs. Abigail sat in the bar, poised and calm, sipping elderflower tea, like she hadn’t watched my life crumble the night before.

After a momentary pause, she adds, "And you, my darling... will become Mrs. Bradford." Scarlet's mind swirls with thoughts of becoming Mrs. Bradford. She has always harbored a hidden attraction towards Dominic, secretly yearning for his love. However, Dominic's volatile temperament has deterred her from confessing her feelings in the past. Now, witnessing his acceptance of a maid into his life, Scarlet believes her chance has only grown stronger. She sees herself as far superior to a mere maid, possessing refined fashion sense and embodying the essence of a modern woman. Moreover, being his cousin, she feels entitled to his affections and believes she can provide him with the love and stabil

ABBYGAIL "Bella, baby, come downstairs for a while. Daddy wants to ask you something." I called up and slapped his hand that crawled under my shirt and threw him a glare but pretended he did nothing. I pinch his side, earning a kiss on my cheek. After a minute, Arabella came running down the stairs. "Hey, don't run." Matthew races to the bottom of the stairs to catch Arabella in fear. But Arabella only giggled and jumped to her father's arm.