Jane Austen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I couldn't help but be disappointed by the fact that Jace was upheld by some stupid phone call when he could be doing something more important with me. I shivered under the influence of the ice on me. It was a desperate need. No, I didn't care about the ice any longer, all I cared about was Jace not holding back and fucking me all good and hard. The Imagination of him doing me seeped into my mind contritely and clearly. Before I knew what I was doing, I ran my fingers down my stomach, into my cunt. I gasped while imagining that it was Jace doing that to me.

His words came back to me, swirling around in my head. Jane gripped my hand tight. "Please, please date him. That way, you can take me along when you meet his family. I really want to meet Henry. Though, I think I'd swoon if I do." She had this starry-eyed look on her face. "Josh Nelson looks so damn hotter in person, it's unbelievable. Pictures do him no justice. I can only imagine how drop-dead gorgeous Henry would be." Jane sighed dramatically like a fairytale heroine from an animated film. Why was she so obsessed with someone who didn't know she existed? I snatched my hand away from hers. "You'll have to find some other way to meet your dear Henry, because I'm not dating his brother."

Maybe she isn’t one of his fan Jane helped me with sorting other things as we decided to part ways. She mentioned something about coming to get some drugs for her friend in the nearest pharmacy and also stop by the mall to get some things. She is so friendly to chat with, and she reminds me of Brittany.. ~~~~~ Red Fox Clan~~~ “Argh…guess what” Jane screamed as she thuds on Brittany’s Bed. She rolled her eyes “You know I’m bad at guessing” “Owkay…I met someone today….”

Alice askes, fear and concern in her voice. “Of course not, don’t be silly. What would anyone stand to gain from making me look bad? These have all just been some unfortunate moments, nothing more nothing less.” Jane said, in an attempt to put her assistant at ease. “And also, how many times do I have to tell you that you can just call me Jane.” “I’m sorry Miss Pears… I mean Jane.” “No need to apologize, it’s just a bit weird since you’re just a year younger than me. It makes me feel like an old lady, you know?”

“Perhaps you shouldn’t be out in the rain, after all? Wet weather is hard on the rheumatism.” “Said by someone barely out of the cradle.” “Nineteen is not so young,” she insisted. Eben snorted. It wasn’t just young. It was very young. And very sweet. And altogether tempting. He would have liked to touch her soft peach bloom skin, to test its pliancy. He would have liked very much to taste those sweet red lips of hers, to determine if he could coax them to open to him or find out if she would shut him out completely. He would have liked very, very much to breathe in her fragrance, to urge her body against his, to find a soft pile of hay and press her back into it and love her till she was qui

His fiance was an orphan and both grew up in the same orphanage together before falling in love. ----------------------------------- ––––––––––––––––––––––––– --------------- Athena reached Roman's penthouse after finishing her shift. It was already Friday so she didn't have any work to attend to tomorrow. She had planned out her weekend in her head and sighed dreamily. She wanted to go to Morin house and spend her weekend there. She wanted to see Senior Morin and her plants. She hadn't visited the Morin house once after she married Roman. All because of the cold-hearted devil. He didn't spare her on weekends. He exhausted her to the point of no return. Just thinking of those tiring days she

I HAVE TO GO TOO LUNA. Wait, you too moonlight. How can you all do this to me. Raising my head to meet Austen's stare, I send him a sheepish smile. "It's not what you thin....." "Aaahh." Picking me up, Austen throws me on his shoulder before I could finish my explanation. "Put me down AUSTEN." I yell his butt to my face. His butt. WHAT A NICE ASS HE HAS. The pervet decides to appear.

A wry smile ghosted over those bee-stung lips as she reached over and patted my hand lightly. "Just promise you'll preserve my innocently lurid hopefulness to cast myself as your official smutty memoirist, yeah? I want to immortalize every chaste yet tantalizing exchange of longing glances and heated psychoanalyzing over character motivations for posterity's sake!" My withering look only made her smirk broaden fractionally. "What? This entire convoluted 'fake beaux' scenario is simply too delicious to approach with anything other than saccharine glee, darling!" Reluctantly, the first faint prickling of rueful amusement needled through my steadily calcifying dread over Jane's decree.

She looked up and slapped her face lightly multiple times. "I should be straight on my decision. Dad could be saying this to Justin right now," Jane mumbled again and opened her locker. She was gonna change into her clothes earlier but someone knocked on the door. Inna peeked through the door and smiled at Jane. Jane closed the door and smiled back at Inna. She has her hair tied up into a bun and it was dyed blonde now which makes her more beautiful. She was serving the mansion longer than Jane, and she was sure that she wants to live her life normally than others. Inna was over forty years old now, and she grew up on the fines of the mansion. She didn't have time to grow up and build her ow

he said with a wink. Jane’s mouth was wide agape as she looked at Aaron like he was insane. “What nonsense are you spouting, Aaron? Did you believe I will cut off your tongue?” Jane fiercely glared at Aaron, already annoyed on their encounter. When would he grow up? Jane thought. Not wanting to play cat and mouse with Aaron again, Jane side-stepped him, walking out on him. “Hey cupcake, you can't leave me alone here after finding you. You are the only person I know here.” Aaron chased after Jane like some crazy fanboy.