Novel & Cerita Pride And Prejudice Fanfiction

She looked at her, as she brightened her eyes. 'Who? What are you talking about? Clara expressed anxiously. 'I saw the way you were looking at him yesterday, Isabella obliged. 'I admire his beauty but not his character, he is too proud? Her face had tightened into a grimace. 'Oh! Really! You would give up the dreams of marrying a rich and handsome guy for pride? 'Isabella! What do you take me for? A slot? 'There's no harm trying, marrying him would change our lives forever.'

Pearl jested. Erik smiled. "I have no shame showing off a gorgeous woman like you on my arm." He looked into her eyes. "Are you sure you're alright." He asked. "No. But I will be. That's one thing you can be sure of. I'll always be ok." She said. "Ok isn't good enough. I want you to be happy. Incandescently happy." He said. Pearl smiled. "Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice." Pearl said.

“All that matters is you’re happy.” Pru’s wide smile brightened her plain features. “I quite agree. Still, it upset me when people just assumed he was trying to win favor with Pop through me. And the fact that he’s twenty years older than me had them all gossiping about how I was so desperate I’d settle for anyone.” “I think that’s nonsense,” said Madison, speaking truthfully. “I saw the way you looked at each other several times last night. It’s the same kind of look my momma and papa still give each other.”

“I can’t stop loving you no matter how hard I tried and no matter how much you pushed me away.” “I’m sorry John,” Prisca whispered as more tears fell from her eyes. “My father turned me into something else and made me believe that power and status were more important than real love and true mates.” She pulled back slightly to look into his eyes. “But I will make things right this time,” she said with determination growing in her voice. “I will make sure my father doesn’t succeed with whatever evil plans he has and I’ll help expose him for what he really is.”

“Not yet? Jasmine, what is going on? You know you don’t have to keep it from me. You two seem like a couple already and it shows from the look on your face when you walked in upset about his behavior to you.” Okay…I had not expected Prisca’s reaction to be this strong. I was thinking of telling her that I was trying to get in Favor so the alpha would consider marrying me but it does not seem it would sit right with her and now I did not know what to say. But she must have noticed my reserved expression when she sighed and placed a hand on my shoulder lightly.

" I hollered, enraged. Turning to Alexander, I mustered the sweetest smile I could offer. "I don't know what they may have told you but I never agreed to this bullshit of an engagement. I'm not getting married to you. You should look for your bride elsewhere, thank you." "Pearl, we can work this out like responsible adults, can't we? I will take good care of you, my darling. I will treat you right." Alexander said, to which I snorted maliciously.

Sue felt a little amazed but soon he realized drops of sweat on his forehead, he suddenly realized that nothing is working as per his plan. Firstly he thought that like other princesses, Liza will also act like a spoiled brat and she will create a big issue with the maid to spoil her dress and Sue will take maid's side that will hurt her ego but everything turns upside down as she was so polite and down to earth person. He didn't find any flaw in the date neither did he find anything against the princess. He was feeling sad with the thought that he betrayed such a kind hearted girl. ......... .........

Nothing like the first time I met her in her throne room. "Look," she yanked at her gown. Today, she was wearing a purple-colored gown. My eyes caught the marks on her arms, her thighs, her legs. "He did this to me when I refused to hurt you in the throne room. He can create illusions, make what is unreal seem real. You are his true mate, but I swear, Maverick doesn't want you." Lies. Bloody freaking lies! I screamed on the inside, yet somehow, I couldn't voice that out loud, so I simply kept staring at her as she spoke.

“I can do whatever I want and with whoever I want. You don’t get to question me.” She flinched at my tone, her shoulders curling in. I sighed, but my anger still lingered. I hated when she made me feel guilty for things I didn’t owe her. “Now,” I said, crossing my legs and leaning back against the bedpost, “what’s the latest? And stop crying, it’s getting on my nerves.” She wiped her face quickly, trying to pull herself together. “Prince Jacob and Lord Darnel have both arrived,” she said quietly, “seeking your hand in marriage.”

For her heart was vulnerable, too—and she felt as if he had crushed it in his fist. ‘I can’t b-believe you could think that!’ she stuttered as she started doing up the buttons, her shaking fingers making the task almost impossible. ‘I suppose I can’t really blame you,’ he mused, almost as if she hadn’t objected, a slow tide of rage still building inside him. ‘Most women seem hell-bent on marriage—and the more prestigious the marriage, the better. And you can’t do much better than a prince, can you?’ ‘You must be joking,’ she hissed back. ‘You might be a prince, but you also happen to be an arrogant and overbearing piece of—’