Downton Abbey Fanfic Novels & Stories

Writer “Liam baby, you need to hurry up or you’ll be late for school son,” Anabelle’s yelled from downstairs as she scrutinized her she’s, before picking the keys from the table. “Looking breathtaking this morning, my love,” Dimitri said behind her and wrapped his hands around her hips while hugging her tightly from the back. “Sneaking around me now, are we?” She asked and turned around to stare at him as she wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him down to her face, while she gave him a quick kiss, causing him to inwardly groaned.

Anna flinched at her and in a hurry, she apologized to them. "I---I am sorry. I---I w--was just talking gibberish."Anna apologized bowing her head. "Stupid nerd! We don't need your opinion. Just stay quietly behind us." Dawn said arrogantly. Anna bowed her head even more. All of a sudden, a graceful voice was heard in front of them who heard them talking about Erella. "Lady Foster, why do you think their assumptions were wrong?" Bridgette Atkinson suddenly asked smiling. She was smiling but her eyes didn't show the gladness her mouth is showing. Bridgette Atkinson was the only daughter of Duke Atkinson in the western Kingdom of Arryn.

Well, she was slightly mad sometimes from the fact that every night, Diamond would shower her with sweetness and would make her scream from pleasure. Yes! They did it many times, they even did it in the kitchen twice. Dye would seduced her a lot but if he knew that she’s already tired, he would stop willingly to make her rest. That’s one of his considerate factors. What a loving husband indeed. She just hoped that it would last and nothing will change forever. She hoped so. “We're here darling.” Dye announced. Anna opened her eyes and she went outside with Diamond. She was once here but she still couldn’t help but to feel shock by how spacious the castle was. It’s the seven deadly sins’ cast

The first entry stated, “I married the cold, ruthless billionaire, and my life is a living hell.” The second entry stated, “Maisie White tortures me for getting married to Dominic Foster.” The last entry stated, “I have finally fallen in love with the heartless Dominic Foster.” My head was throbbing with pain, although Raina and I never got along, and she always bullied me, but this was plain foolishness; I was caught between the Devil and the deep blue sea. I paced around “Raina’s” room, thinking of what to do next. I decided to go downstairs.

“I care about her more than I should. I don’t know. Lately, everything is out of my control, especially when it comes to Abbygail.” “Good to know. At least Catie is right after all.” “What do you mean?” “She always said you and Abby would look good together, would get married, have babies, and grow old. She was planning to set you and Abby on a date this summer, but since she is gone, I guess she just makes it short and fast, and in a different way.” “I guess she succeeds.” ***

“Bitch, you dare hit me! You Whitmore heiress, lying under me like a good little girl—believe me, today I’d—your father wouldn’t even look at you.” Anna’s eyes burned red. “You dare!” “Why shouldn’t I? No Whitmore cares about you. I have nothing to fear. And if word gets out, I’ll say you seduced me. Honestly, I wanted your mother—didn’t get her, so now I’ll take her daughter!” Bang! A bullet whizzed past Fabian’s cheek and smashed into the vase on the bedside table. Flowers scattered, water spilling everywhere. Anna froze. Fabian turned, only to see a man standing at the door—disheveled from rushing, dressed sharply, having crossed the night under the stars.

“He is an adult and doesn't require your consent to be in a relationship.” “He doesn't need someone like you who is a gold digger to ruin his reputation.” Victoria growled. “The woman for him is Bridget. She possesses the heritage and elegance. Everything that you are lacking.” “She's a liar!” Annabel screamed at Bridget. “She is the one who is manipulative and jealous and she is following his money and life!” A sharp cracking sound reverberated throughout the room before she had finished speaking. Annabel stumbled backwards as Victoria's hand struck her cheek with such force that it stung and was extremely painful.

"I know, of course. I also know that you've had many men before as well as abortions that have made you infertile. Am I right?" Dorothy's expression changed. She did not expect Fabian to find out so much. "With all your horrible history, do you think I'd marry you if you weren't the heiress of the Jameson family?" Fabian pushed her to the ground. "B*tch! I want to divorce you!" 'Divorce?' Dorothy got up from the ground with a sinister expression. "You want to divorce me? Fabian, are you out of your mind? You're only a bastard in the Quinton family. How great do you think you are?

“Just because of speculation by tabloid clickbait.” Daphne nodded from where she sat, her fingers steepled together. “This is the first time I’ve even heard whispers of anything between Alexander and Abigail. If any Remington son were capable of this sort of scandal, it would be Conrad, with what I've heard goes on between he and Susanna. The rumors abound.”

’ Arthur smiled at that realization. “I have our first meeting today, so we have to go back,” Daniel told Annabel who frowned at that. Annabel was naked from their steamy night and hoped they’d stay longer so that she could spend all of Kiana’s money. She did steal the love of her life after all! “But why? Danny, you promised we’d stay longer than this! Are you starting to feel sorry for that wench?” Annabel ran her hand up and down Daniel’s arm as she moved her tits closer to his bare chest causing him to harden instantly.