Fanfiction Bridgerton Novels & Stories

Jimmy said to Susan. She laughed. “She’s going to be a famous writer. She’d better have some opinions on literature.” “Fine,” Kimia glared at me. “Jane Austin. She had some great leads.” “Darcy was an asshole to Elizabeth, Bingly let himself be talked away from Jane, Wickham is just a bastard, Wentworth treated Anne like shit because she refused him as a teenager, Edmund Bertram was obsessed with the pretty new girl and forgot about Fanny, Ferras fell in love with Elanore when he was engaged to someone else, Brandon was still hung up on his dead ex, and let’s face it. Nobody cares about Northanger Abbey.”

“I took back what was never yours to begin with. You were just borrowing him until I got bored. Thanks for keeping him warm for me.” “Anyways,” Fidelia said, her voice calm but cutting straight to business. “I came to inform you that I will officially be the wife of Andrian Richardson very soon.” She paused just long enough to watch their faces twist in shock and rage. “And once we pick the date, I’ll send you an invitation card. For both of you at the best front row seats. I expect big smiles and those fake tears you are good at Bridget.” “You must be crazy…why the hell would we care?” Bridget snapped.