Pride Prejudice Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

I asked. “Because Freddie loves you,” Sophie explained. She looked down and her cheeks went red. “And not me.” “But you don't love Freddie...” I said it slowly. The ache of her loving him would kill me. “Do you?” She looked up quickly. “No. Not that kind of love,” she agreed. “But my father didn't care. If I were a princess, his status goes up. He gets the power he wants by marrying me off like we're in the fourteenth century.”

She folded her arms across her chest, nodding her head as she added, "Well since you've decided to delude yourself with the lies that Cedric and I were never in a relationship—even if the truth is glaring right in front of you—GO AHEAD." "You're the deluded one here, Juniper," Chloe boomed in return. "There's no way Cedric would have been in a relationship with you. There's no way a nonentity like you would have met the Crown Prince. You only met him when my family picked you up from the filth of your poverty-stricken life. Stop wishing there was, is, or will be something between you and the Crown Prince. People of substance do not stoop low for wild animals like you."

Once we were all done with changing, as planned all of us met up at the entrance of the chamber in the basement, as soon as everyone reached we could hear a quirky and honestly and really irritating voice for me, and speak of the devil there was Ashley with her minions and of course like last time swooning over Preston, this is was different now I could feel a tiny bit of jealousy since things are different now and not to mention the fire inside me building up, Ashley turns to me and says, “oh you again, I thought I told you to stay away from Presti maid! He’s mine and everyone knows it, right Presti?” That was it I revolted, “yeah I am sure Presti or anyone as a matter of fact would kiss an

“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 have also heard a few things about you and I did not expect that you are low. Why be with another man when you are bethroted to another?" "Your Lordship," I tried to answer but my voice seemed to have gone for a vacation in a faraway land. I swallowed hard cleared my throat loudly and tried again louder. "Your Lordship, the Prince was betrothed to me but his heart was not with me. When he came here to marry me, he was already having an affair with my maid and he got her pregnant. He even said to my face and publicly that he wanted the maid and not me. I tried so hard to make things work but I couldn't deal with another woman in the picture. What happened between me and Alpha Franklin is s

"I rather remain a prisoner than marry you.” Sophie's face twisted with frustration and a hint of desperation. "You are a fool, Jaden! Your pride will only lead you to ruin. You have a chance here to reclaim your dignity and forge a better future. Don't let your pride blind you to the opportunities that lie before you." Jaden's voice remained steady as he responded, his words laced with conviction. "My dignity lies in staying true to myself and my kind.” Sophie's expression turned from pleading to anger, her voice dripping with venom. "You will regret this, Jaden. You will see the consequences of your foolishness, and I will relish in your downfall."

“The mighty Julia finally came…How the proud have fallen.” I said no word, looking calm before him. His eyes rank over me. “You look amazing, look at you,” he sneered. “All looking pretty to gain my attention.” He took another step closer. “You used to refuse my marriage proposal, always reminding me I can never be your husband, now look at you, coming back all obedient just to marry me. Where’s that pride you always flaunted? Is it buried somewhere beneath that pretty little smile you’re forcing?” I didn’t flinch, I took a seat. He leaned closer as he whispered something to me.

"Who said I wanted to get fired? I was just saying things... Besides, there's no one else here besides us. I am sure that no one will hear. I just really hate doing this for her. Does she really think that she's still the princess? She ran away with some Alpha claiming that he was her mate and then she comes back like nothing happened and she thinks she can still be the princess. Doesn't she have any shame at all?" I felt a sharp pain in my chest when I heard this. I thought that I had won most people over since they no longer gave me rude looks or sneered at me as I walked by but I could see that I was wrong. They still had their prejudice against me. The second maid shrugged. She seemed li

"Believe it, because you have certainly done that, and there's still many more to come. Did you see the way everyone stood up just for you? Angel, I'm so proud of you!" She smiled widely at my words. "Really? Do you really think that they liked my work and didn't just stand because I'm your sister?" She looked a little uncertain now. "Eva, didn't you see how they murmured their approval right from the beginning? These businessmen are arrogant idiots who don't bow down to just anyone. They stood up because you deserve it. Oh, I'm just thinking of how rich you're going to make me. I'm going to be richer than you, Adrian." I joked, bumping my shoulders with my husband- the word giving me happy

I asked. Adrian breathed out quietly, his shoulders dropping slightly. “My dad says if I don’t prove that I’m settling down, he’ll give the whole hotel empire to my brother Julian. I just told him that I’m engaged to a designer named Meghan.” He glanced at the sketchbook sticking out of my catering apron. “And you’re a designer.” “You don’t even know me,” I replied. “Meghan Cole,” he said, his voice lowering. “I know your name.”