Pride And Prejudice Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Even if I wanted to get back with you, I would never. You've proven to be exactly the same as the rest of the entitled and heartless people that ruined my life. You made yourself an enemy without understanding what is happening. I thought that you were too innocent for all this. It turned out I was wrong. Really wrong. You've justified my feelings. It is a good thing that I left you. Who knows what else you've up your chameleon sleeves." "Oh, you might want to know that I've arranged with Alpha Duke to have you mated to me or whatever shit you guys call it. Since everyone is ninety percent sure that you don't have a wolf, it should be easy for us to get a normal wedding. I can't need to sho

Amelia said with a playful grin, "we make quite the odd couple. The charming prince and the curvy princess." Oliver chuckled, his eyes filled with warmth. "Amelia, don't you see? You're not just a princess in my eyes—you're a queen. Your beauty radiates from within, capturing hearts with your infectious laughter and unwavering confidence." Amelia blushed, feeling a surge of affection for the man who saw beyond society's shallow expectations. With Oliver, she felt beautiful, cherished for who she truly was. As their love blossomed, Amelia and Oliver embarked on exhilarating adventures that pushed their boundaries and forged deeper connections. They hiked rugged trails, embracing the thrill of

It would be so embarrassing. Entry Seven: Today, at the second ball, I rejected him again. I swear he almost cried this time. But then those stupid crows attacked the ball, and that’s when I met Prince Raphael. He is so dreamy. Why couldn’t he have been my mate? Entry Eight: Something is fishy with Valeria and the princes! I’m not sure, but I think they’re sending her gifts! What is she up to? I refuse to think that any of them is truly after her affection. I think she might be whoring herself to them. That would make sense.

the priest said, seeing the young lady back away. "No, I can't be mated to him…" The lady said and turned to her heels. "My dear you can't run away from your wedding…he is to be Alpha" the priest tried pleading with the lady. "No, you want me to be mated with someone who is in a wheelchair! He's crippled for crying out loud!" She cried. "And you mom and dad! You knew all along that I'm going to mate with a crippled Alpha ?…I'm so disappointed in you two!" Holding her dress on both sides she ran out of the wedding hall…crying hysterically.

“I’ve never lied, never manipulated. This feels… wrong. He has also made it clear that he will not marry me . “ Grace has no idea how Prince George has just humiliated me . I presented my self to him and he rejected me without giving it a second thought . It seems he really does love Sindy and nothing I wear or say will change that . I can not go back to his room to humiliate myself even further . Grace placed a hand on my shoulder, firm and unyielding. “Desperation changes everything. Tonight, the rules are different. Tonight, you claim what is yours. Get back in there .” I stand my ground and tell my twin sister that I will not go back to Prince George’s chambers . I have had enough embarr

He pulled her closer, and corrected, “No. I should say that, and not you.” 'Can Irene ever apologize to me?' the Prince thought as he watched them. “It is all right. I am happy that you have learned your mistake, little sister. You can recall that you caused him a lot of headache after the proposal.” “I agree with you, my Prince.” “That is good. I doubt if any man would be as patient as he was with you until a day to your wedding.” “You are right, big brother.” At last, they talked things over and the Prince returned to his chamber. Alfred gave her the details of how he left Nassau to escape a forced marriage, and she was elated.

I asked, glancing between them. For a moment, there was silence before Wren finally acknowledged me with a glance. “They’re auditioning,” she said simply. “For what?” I frowned. We were told to assist, not join some ridiculous theater production. I had enough problems in my life without having to memorize lines. “The drama Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen,” Aaron explained, taking a small step away from Wren. I narrowed my eyes. Were they dating? “Never heard of it.” “That’s because you’ve been living under a rock, Hawkins,” Wren shot back, her sharp tongue as relentless as ever.

He tucks a strand of hair behind my ears. “You know I always do,” I said, reaching up to kiss him. He kisses me back, letting me explore his mouth with his tongue. After a while, he stops the kiss. “I got something for you,” he said with a gleam of excitement in his eyes. “Oh really,” I say, taking the box from his hands. I unpeel the brown packaging, wondering what he got me this time. It's a copy of Pride and Prejudice. “Adrian,” I whispered, opening the front cover.

She had been the only one there for him, wiping his tears and letting him hug her. She’d stepped on the broken bottles on his way and consoled him when no one else understood him. And now that he was finally hers, her fiancé, the ugly muffin was back. She had shamed everyone after getting engaged to Spencer, flaunting her ring like it was a prize, the shameless adopted daughter of the Bennetts, the daughter of the Riors, and the other daughters of affluent families in the country, she’d shamed them all’s Bree was nothing compared to her. She won’t let her make all her hard work go in vain. She won’t snatch him this time.

All the while, Nicholas listened to the princess with rapt attention. “She’s engaged to be married to Xaden’s most trusted prime beta,” she repeated, looking quite pleased with herself having thought up such a brilliant lie, “which will all but practically make her family to us. However, her poor, silly fiancé—” she enunciated, a subtle jab at her increasingly agitated brother, “is quite shy about displaying public affection before their mating ceremony.” Nicholas turned back to Xaden with a solid clap on his shoulder. “What great news for your beta!” he exclaimed. “You must be happy for him.”