Elizabeth Darcy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Oh, I think you're doing it to get on the guy you want. You like, Celo? Do you like him? Tell me.” “No,” Eli retorted. “Shit, no. What the fuck? Where are you coming from?” Dizen fell into a trance, smiling as if he's imagining things with the woman he was talking. “Oh, is that so? Nice. I just thought of it. Coming from nowhere probably.” Deep inside he's building his tower of hope. Presuming there are big chances for him to get this woman. “You really are a piece of work.” Eli rolled her eyes, in contrast to the reaction Dizen was expecting.

“Be nice, go back to your place of work. I'm ready to cook dinner. Looks like there's no earthquake outside. You also don't need to block the entrance to the cave." Duncan Hiddleston still didn't take his eyes off Phedra Elizabeth. Phedra Elizabeth just concentrated on fiddling with the ring in her hand. Phedra Elizabeth felt that she was being watched, and turned her head. Phedra Elizabeth still saw Duncan Hiddleston standing firmly in the same spot. "Why haven't you left yet?" "I still haven't received an answer." "Of course. My beloved husband, I must marry.” Phedra Elizabeth happily kissed Duncan Hiddleston on the lips.

That must have been what it was. Shrugging it off, I plop down on the bed and open my book to the last page I left off. Mr. Darcy just offended Elizabeth at the dance but her wit is lethal and she tells him off before leaving with her family. She does it with such grace and every time I get to this part, she's my hero all over again. As I continue to read, I suddenly realize my room is getting cold so I push the window all the way down and pull the curtains together. Again, no one's there. It really must have been my mind playing tricks on me; it is late and I might have a slight beer buzz.

Elizabeth stood with Shakar right in her face, she looked into his eyes and could see the angry written all over his expression. She didn’t want to start any form of argument, she wasn’t in the mood. Elizabeth slow backed away from him wanting to leave before a scene happened. “Your mother is nothing but a gold digger, looking for money like a cheap whore. That’s the only reason she wants to get married to my father isn’t it? Oh let’s not forget about the fame and power that comes with being a Manga, tempting” he spoke not minding what his words would do to Elizabeth.

I mutter as I put my fork down suddenly losing my appetite. Elizabeth puts a hand on mine, “I will do my best, Carter,” she says, and I look at her. “I know you will sweetheart; I simply wish you did not have to do this at all,” I reply as I pick her hand up pulling it to my lips and kiss the back of her hand. I feel the sparks between us, and I see the passion rise in Elizabeth’s eyes.

Sucking in one last breath, I made up my mind. "The show has–" We both jerked backwards at the sound of the voice. "Oh." Her mother sounded in realization. Elizabeth adjusted her position on me and sat upright, hiding her face away from me. I wanted to laugh out at how shy she became. I bit my lip to stifle my laughter and she saw me. "Shut up." Elizabeth glared, getting up to enter the house. Everything she did was beautiful. ....... So yesssss!!!! I finally updated again and I'm so proud of myself. I figured there are so many typos and mistakes so, one day when it enters my head, I'll try to edit a few things

He gasped loudly,not sure as to why the slight gesture made him shiver in the spinal area. ‘Uhhh it's uhh...it's kinda late,I think you should stay over'.She said fluttering her lashes in a way that made his belly churn. ‘Okay'.He replied and silence ensued right after. *********** Ella slammed the door gently behind her not wanting to wake up her sleeping daughter,she groaned deeply as she plopped down her bed fighting back the tears she never expected would fall in the first place.They had chemistry.As much as Elizabeth and Marcus claimed to hate each other,it was very much evident that they had an attraction—it was vaguely shown but it was there nonetheless and that angered her for some r

How could I ever stand out in a crowd like that? I pull my knees to my chest, hugging them tightly as Elizabeth and Darcy exchange their sharp, witty banter on screen. I want to believe in that kind of love, the kind that’s meant to be, that overcomes pride and prejudice. But reality isn’t a Jane Austen novel. Rami isn’t Darcy, and I’m not Elizabeth. Not really. And as much as I want to believe I could be the one to capture his attention, the one who stands out in his world of endless possibilities, I can’t shake the gnawing feeling that I’m just another face in the crowd.

"But who is this stranger you're talking about?" I felt annoyed at her constant questions. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the seat. "Elizabeth, I'm your friend. You can tell me." "I slept with a stranger." I couldn't see Stella's reaction, but I could imagine her shock. "Elizabeth! You're such a reckless little devil," she said, her voice barely a whisper. As I remembered the passionate encounter in the room, a smile spread across my face. It was an experience that had helped me forget the pain of my past relationship. I was looking forward to seeing him again.

And then, something happened that I hadn’t expected. Just as the King finished his speech, I took a deep breath. I had made up my mind. I was going to propose. I was going to stand before everyone and claim her as mine. But before I could even take a step, Eliza suddenly dropped to her knees before the King. The hall went silent. My heart sank. What was she doing? “Your Majesty,” she said clearly “I request something.” “Yes what is that?” She smiled and looked at me. Then — “I request that you grant my marriage with Prince Alexander as a reward for my military achievements.”