Pride And Prejudice Novels & Stories

Only One Crown One team. One legacy. One crown. Jaxon Reed built his name on control. As captain of the Frost Giants, he turned pressure into power and silence into strength. The league calls him the best to ever wear the jersey. He carries that title like armor. Then Adrian Cruz walks back into his locker room. Adrian was once more than his rival. More than his teammate. He was the one Jaxon loved in secret and the one he let go when fame, fear, and outside pressure closed in. Now a shocking trade forces Adrian onto Jaxon’s team, binding them together under a brutal contract clause neither of them fully understands. On the ice, they are unstoppable. Off the ice, they are unfinished. As the media fuels a ruthless GOAT debate and the billionaire owner pulls strings from the shadows, old wounds rip open. Accusations of betrayal resurface. Secrets about a hidden clause threaten to ruin more than their careers. And the question that has haunted them for three years demands an answer: Who really tore them apart? Forced to play on the same line, Jaxon and Adrian must decide what matters more—protecting their pride or fighting for the love they never truly lost. Because there’s only room for one crown in the league… …but there might be room for two hearts. Only One Crown is a dark, emotional second-chance sports romance filled with forced proximity, buried secrets, fierce rivalry, and a hard-won happily ever after.

“I hate that man, I hate that man, I hate him but oh!! How I love him”. Valentina Berkeley got married to a man she knew nothing about, a man who hated and did nothing to get close to her. At the altar he looked like someone reciting his death sentence and when they got married, he isolated himself from her. He loved another woman and made it obvious to her that he hated her because of their arranged marriage, yet she loved him. She loved his brooding look and read into the littlest things he did for her but when it became too much, she gathered what little pride she had left and divorced him. Fast forward to few years later, they meet again and they have to work together. Feelings develop and the man that was filled with hatred for her seems nowhere to be found. It does not help that she had his child and she would do anything to keep him a secret. Will she be able to keep the hatred she had for him or will he slowly eat away at the walls she built to protect herself? Will the love she once had for him overcome the hatred that built up and festered over the years or will secrets and untold truths doom their relationship to the same end? Will she give in to her son's demands for a father? Will he be able to redeem himself in her eyes or would he be the same man that hurt her time and time again?

Her: My husband is not the man I love. No, He is my punishment. No one forced me to marry him, I married him willingly.  I share his bed every night, willingly. I don't love him. I used to love someone else but that man betrayed me and my love. Hence, I punished myself by marrying the man I hated the most. But My husband wants something from me that I am not ready to give.  Children! Him: The first time I saw her, I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was my enemy’s daughter. Proud and egoistic just like her father.   They say there was no better way to bring your enemy to his knees than hurting his family. I did that, I married his daughter to hurt him.  She came to me willingly. She thought I had forgotten the insults she had done to me. But she didn't know that I forgot nothing.  It was time for payback.  There was only one payment I wanted from her: Children.  The day she insulted me I promised revenge. I promised to crush her pride and arrogance. She called me bad blood, she insulted me for being an Orphan. Now my children will have her noble blood in their veins. Now she will be known as the mother of my children!

Werewolf Fiction, Trope: Arranged Marriage / Forced Mating / Rejected Mate / Betrayal Setting: A mighty werewolf city, Perth, ruled by competing packs. The MoonStone Pack — once amongst the strongest, now takes an alliance with the vicious ruthless Night Walker Pack, led by Alpha Derrick Wilson. From ancient werewolf traditions to modern pack politics, the city is the battlefield for dominance, power, and bloodlines. BLURB Kimberly has always lived in the shadow of her perfect younger sister, Mona. When her father brokers her marriage to evil Alpha Derrick Wilson, it’s supposed to be a sacrifice for peace. But on the night of the engagement, everything falls apart—Derrick is hers and then rejects her for Mona, her own sister. With her pride not just bruised but battered (she has been humiliated, betrayed, and has lost her position in the pack), Kimberly now faces a fate she could not have imagined; being the slave of the man she should have mated with. But when it seems like all hope is lost, a mysterious stranger offers her something far more dangerous — an opportunity to seek revenge. Now, with her wolf awakening and secrets of her bloodline surfacing, Kimberly has a choice to make: run and start over—or embrace the darkness and reclaim everything that was taken from her. While Mona stole her mate, Kimberly is the one chosen by fate. And fate does not take kindly to creeping around her light.

"Abby Davison only wants to focus on her career as a nurse, as she has no time for dating after a bad breakup over a year ago. When her mother presses her about settling down, Abby tells her a little white lie: she’s dating Mark Thornton, the handsome and gruff rancher who both frustrates and makes her heart flutter every time they meet. When Mark overhears Abby's lie, he decides to cut her a deal: to keep his silence regarding their make-believe relationship, she'll come to live with him on his ranch until his broken arm heals. Despite her wounded pride and initial trepidation, Abby can’t help but begin to fall for the guarded Thornton brother as the days pass on his ranch. The black sheep of the family, Mark makes no secret that he prefers horses over people. His brusque exterior, though, only conceals hidden depths and a wounded heart that Abby understands all too clearly. As feelings start to bloom between them, neither is sure what is real and what’s make-believe. Yet the sizzling attraction between them is anything but fake, and with every kiss and every touch, they fall harder for each other. But as their pasts begin to creep toward them, unearthing secrets both would rather keep buried, Abby and Mark must learn to trust each other—or risk losing the love both never knew they needed."

While I was driving my bus, I spotted my boyfriend's car ahead. He was kissing the woman he had always been hung up on. I could not help tapping the horn. That was all it took. He and his dream girl stepped out and blocked my bus in the middle of the road. I glanced at the passengers behind me. I could not afford to delay everyone, so I swallowed my pride and asked him to move his car. She lifted her chin, her voice dripping with arrogance. “Not happening. Unless you get off that bus and apologize to me right here, you're not going anywhere.” Traffic was completely jammed. There was no way forward and no way back. My face went pale, but I had no choice except to lower my head and prepare to apologize. My boyfriend grew impatient. "Why are you still standing there? Get down and apologize to Sally. Right now." Humiliated, I inched my way towards the door. However, the doors unexpectedly swung open and the passengers rushed out of the bus. “Do you think we have time for this? I'm already late for school. Are you going to take responsibility?” “My perfect attendance this month is ruined because of you. You two are unbelievable!” “If you shameless idiots want to act like this, don't blame us for getting physical!”

Debt collectors showed up at our doorstep when my mother's company went bankrupt. They said they would break one of my mom's legs if the money was not repaid within three days. I swallowed my pride and went to my girlfriend Jasmine, who had a net worth of over a hundred million dollars. I begged her to lend me $500,000 to get my family through this crisis. It was the first time I had ever asked her for money. She frowned but still agreed, saying she would have her finance department transfer it to me that afternoon. I waited by my phone, refreshing my bank balance over and over, from daylight until nightfall. However, she suddenly went completely silent, ignoring my calls and messages. Anxious and restless, I tried to comfort myself, telling myself she might just be busy with something urgent. Still, saving my mom's leg could not wait. In the end, I had no choice but to take the watch my father left me before he died and bring it to an auction. I did not expect to run into Jasmine at the auction house with her childhood sweetheart, Lionel. She was spending money like it meant nothing, bidding on an expensive painting for him. The final price of that painting was exactly $500,000. She had not forgotten about me. It was just that my desperate emergency meant less to her than the man she truly cared about.

"I didn’t buy you to be my Queen, little wolf. You're nothing but a sacrifice" Aria is the "trash" Omega of the Silver Moon pack, a servant to her own family and a punching bag for her sister. When her Alpha sells her to the terrifying "Butcher King" Silas to pay off a war debt, she expects a quick death. She doesn't expect the Dragon King to scent her and go feral. Silas is a monster, a king cursed with a dragon-soul that is slowly eating his mind. He needs a blood donor to stay sane, but the moment his skin touches Aria’s, the impossible happens. The Fated Mate Mark burns into their flesh, linking a "weak" wolf to the most powerful dragon in existence. Enraged by the bond, Silas locks her in a tower, vowing to break her spirit before he ever calls her wife. But Aria is hiding a secret that could burn his kingdom to ash. She isn't an Omega. She isn't even a wolf. As assassins close in and ancient enemies rise, Aria’s true power begins to wake. Now, the King who bought her as a slave must decide: will he suppress her power to save his pride, or kneel before the only woman capable of saving his soul? He thought he was her master. He’s about to find out she can be both his life and his destruction.

The day before the World Piano Masters Competition, I was kidnapped, and my tendons were deliberately severed. Endorsements were swiftly terminated. Advertisers, once eager to work with me, turned instead to my rival. Crushed under the weight of betrayal and despair, I spiraled into a deep depression. Just when I was at my lowest, Carl Manos appeared. He not only paid off all my breach-of-contract penalties but also sought out top specialists to treat my damaged hand. Later, he knelt on one knee and solemnly proposed. I saw him as my salvation, the light that pierced through my darkness. Without hesitation, I let Carl slip the ring onto my finger. Two years later, my hand had fully recovered. I rushed to the study, eager to share the good news, only to overhear a chilling conversation. "Carl, if you hadn't arranged for someone to sever Reily's tendons, my sister never would've had the chance to win the competition and land those endorsements. I'll never forget what you did for us." There was a pause. Then came Carl's indifferent reply, "I simply helped Lucy achieve her dream. Breaking a woman's tendons in exchange for that is nothing." So this was the truth. The marriage I took such pride in… was nothing but a cold, calculated nightmare. Since that was the case, there was nothing left for me here. It was time to leave.

My wolf had been wounded by silver. It took me two years to find a rare herbal cure. But before I could use it, my mate, Gary, gave it away—without hesitation—to my adopted sister, the Black clan’s darling, Jane. The healer told me I had only one week left to live. So, I made a decision: I would freeze my body. Preserve it. I donated myself to Jane’s Werewolf Research Facility—the one she took such pride in. The day I signed the donation agreement, my pup threw himself into my arms and said, “Mommy and Aunt Jane are finally getting along again!” My parents praised me, saying I had finally learned what sisterhood meant. Gary looked relieved. “You’ve finally let go of your resentment,” he said. “I’m proud of you.” I smiled faintly. Yes. I’ve finally learned to obey. I would return the title of Black clan heiress to Jane, and did my best to grant everyone their wishes. But it was only when they realized I could no longer fight back— when my body had been sealed away in cryostasis, cold and silent— that the regret began. Suddenly, they wanted to bleed for me. They wanted to compensate. They wanted to follow me into the grave. But where were they when I needed them, when I was still alive?