Pride Prejudice Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

I laid on my bed and rewind everything. He told me about priya first. He said she had fallen for him but he was not. He said she was jealous when he spent time with me. He said carol had fallen for him but he was not. He said she envys me. But carol is my friend i know she loves me. He is lying. He said he grew bored of Bella. Bella was his senior, she helped him with his passion. She was muse.

Elena looked back at the burning ruins, the sky above glowing red and gold. For the first time, she understood what The Stolen Pride truly meant — not just a legacy lost or a bloodline broken, but the cost of holding on too tightly to something that was never meant to be owned. She whispered into the rising smoke, “We’ll carry it right this time. Not as pride. As truth.” Alessandro wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Together.” She nodded, leaning into him as the fire consumed the past. And somewhere within the blaze, faint and fleeting, she swore she heard Matteo’s voice once more —

' He looked at the lady's face once again and was so disappointed that the lady he once fantasized about became like this. "Ugh, I didn't expect to see you like this, M-My Lady." 'Ugh, it's so awkward to address her as such when she looks like a used rug.' "L-Let's talk inside." Then the two of them went inside the Duke's estate. Creyson didn't immediately break the engagement with Chiara just to give face to the Duke, but he knew that he had to sooner or later. Every single day, he thought of every possible reason to break their engagement, and was immediately given the chance.

“What?” He nods. “She thought I was a thug, and I thought she was a snobby cheerleader. We were a modern-day Pride and Prejudice.” I laugh at his amusing comparison. “Except in this version, she would be Mr. Darcy, and you’d be Elizabeth Bennet.” He smirks. “Exactly.”

she reminded. She couldn't let bitterness take root in her mind. This was all because of Jean's fault. If she hadn't been secretly cheating with her fiancee and on her own fiance Draven, this wouldn't have happened and she wouldn't be sold off to a handicapped under the guise of a marriage. But oh well, who was she to question fate that was against her. "We have plenty penthouses, Jean. I might even gift you one as a wedding gift if you love them so much" Draven boasted and Jean smiled sheepishly on hearing that.

"I know you have biases against Katherine, but it's fine. If you don't like working under her, you can be my secretary and stay by my side. We'll be together every day, and I can take good care of you." Damon raised his hand to hold my chin, his rough thumb and the strong scent of cologne on his wrist were repulsive to me. "You're crazy! Why would I want to be your sexual partner? You ignorant third-class cripple!" My curse finally got under Damon's skin. "What do you think you are! Fiona! You're just the most hated of the Greens, and you think you can stand up to me because you're married to an upstart who can pose as a facade? I tell you, if I wanted to, I could make that little pigeon den

After a momentary pause, she adds, "And you, my darling... will become Mrs. Bradford." Scarlet's mind swirls with thoughts of becoming Mrs. Bradford. She has always harbored a hidden attraction towards Dominic, secretly yearning for his love. However, Dominic's volatile temperament has deterred her from confessing her feelings in the past. Now, witnessing his acceptance of a maid into his life, Scarlet believes her chance has only grown stronger. She sees herself as far superior to a mere maid, possessing refined fashion sense and embodying the essence of a modern woman. Moreover, being his cousin, she feels entitled to his affections and believes she can provide him with the love and stabil

Preston completely snapped, scrambling far away as if she were carrying a deadly disease. "You did all this to yourself because you were jealous of Helena's looks and money! You schemed to swap your fate with hers, and now that your scheming failed, you're turning around and blaming me for it, huh?" "I was completely devoted to you! Is this how you repay me?" Queenie cried as she moved toward him, but Preston refused to give her even a moment to speak and simply turned tail and sprinted away. … It was almost midnight when I hurried back to the company dormitory. All of a sudden, someone sprang out of the shadows from a corner downstairs and shouted my name.

I went to her, cupped her cheeks and made her look at me, “Precious? What is it? Did someone hurt you? Tell me and I’ll send someone to break their legs.” She scoffs, “You sound like a true Prince Charming, huh? Your chivalry does not convince me. Happy endings don't exist in my world. Besides, I don’t want to talk about it.” I don’t press her to reveal what’s eating her but whatever it is, is making her upset, not what I have in mind for her. Now that I have her in my arms again, I take advantage of my position by pressing her against my chest again. The difference between our highs is significant and my growing erection hits her abdomen.