Pride Prejudice Fanfiction Novels & Stories

With my head held up high and a bottle of whiskey in my hand, I walked as slowly as possible and drank from the bottle from time to time. I am already way past my alcohol limit and my body is craving for rest already after successfully killing a few lycan from the north that tried to stir the peace. “How could a person like him change overnight?” “This is not the alpha prince that I admired so much.” “It must be because of his failed weddings. Rumors have it that the alpha prince changed so much after the marriages with Sophia and Georgia did not work.” “Poor alpha prince. There must be really something wrong with him.”

“I never had any intention of marrying you, and frankly, I despise everything about you.” Her face had contorted with rage, her perfectly manicured nails digging into her palms. “You can’t be serious. You would choose that little human whore over me?” “In a heartbeat,” I had growled, not bothering to hide my disdain. “Audrey may be human, but she has more personality in her little finger than you do in your entire body. You’re nothing but a spoiled, cruel heiress who has never worked for anything in her life.” For a moment, Fiona had looked stunned, as if she couldn’t believe anyone would dare speak to her that way.

I said cutting Preston's objection making them turn to me and I rolled my eyes, "You'll be back again tomorrow as you have a project to work with the twins. We can speak then" He wanted to protest my suggestion but sighed and nodded his head grabbing his discarded hoody and walking over to me and surprising us all by leaning up and pressing a chaste kiss on my lips "I'll see you tomorrow" he mumbled and I nodded pressing a kiss to his forehead before watching him walk away with his father and siblings staring after him before Princeton turned to me "I don't know what lies you spewed but he'll realize his mistake and reject you. My son doesn't deserve to have a whore as his mate. Stay the fuc

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.

"I am not apologizing for pouring the wine on your head. You deserved it for insulting me and the crown prince. I am the duke's daughter and the crown prince's fiancee. Insulting me is insulting my father and his highness." The lady bit her lower lip and ran away while crying. FLASHBACK END

I asked, glancing from him to the bag. Adrian slipped his phone into his pocket and looked at me. “I’m going with you.” I frowned at him. “Why?” He gave me a faint smile as he stepped away from the door. “Can’t I go out with my fiancée?” “Fake fiancée,” I corrected, keeping my voice louder than necessary. The smile left his face as he crossed the space between us. “You can’t say that so loudly around the house.” I folded my arms and held his gaze. “Why? It’s not a secret.”

Detroit~ That name tasted like ash in her mouth. She pressed forward quickly, afraid his silence would harden into dismissal. “I won’t say anything about her. I won’t interfere. If you want her, have her. Bring her into our marriage as your concubine, your mistress. I won’t object.” Her voice wavered. “I’ll even accept her with grace. I just… I just need my place as your wife.” Her words hung in the air, absurd even to her own ears. A Harrington heiress, offering to share her man. A humiliation unthinkable in their world. Yet here she was, bleeding her pride out at his feet.

“My stepdaughter.” Her hand dropped. “She is to marry Mr. Aedrick.” My heart stopped. The sound around me faded. I stared at her in shock. “What?” My voice came out weak, like a breath more than a word. Pearl acted like she didn’t hear me at all. She kept her eyes on the man. She carried herself like she just confirmed a simple arrangement, not destroyed my life with one sentence. I stood there, frozen. Marry? Marry him?

I'm tearing up. [Wait, didn't I just see photos of them hugging and sharing a drink? Why are they gone? Am I imagining things?] [You're not alone! I saw them too! I even saved them. Why did they disappear from my gallery? Is this some kind of glitch?] [Stop fantasizing. You're probably imagining things because of heartbreak. Accept reality. Mr. Princeton and Her Highness are meant to be.] [Exactly. Ms. Vancrest was just an accident. A business tycoon and a crown heir, that's the perfect match. Everything is finally back on track.]

I used to truly despise him. My blood started to boil at the sound of his voice. I was repulsed as soon as I caught sight of his shadow. Particularly when we are both facing one another. Even now, Clifford feels proud. One of the things I detest the most about him is that. His haughtiness. I never imagined that I would love him as much as I do now. I never imagined that after a few months of being unhappy, I would feel both love and like for him. I mistakenly believed that the reason I was unhappy was simply because my pride was being wounded. Because Clifford should be the only one permitted to kiss me, I am already hurt.