He emerged out of the lake, the declining sun drenching him with aureate light, the droplets on his body iridescent in their beams. He walked confidently toward her, almost every inch of his sculptured body...

If you don’t have any feelings for Will Darcy, why are you blushing and fixing your hair?

I will only add, God bless you.

My object then,” replied Darcy, “was to show you, by every civility in my power, that I was not so mean as to resent the past; and I hoped to obtain your forgiveness, to lessen...

“And I love you, William.” Kiss. “You can make any changes you wish.” Kiss. “Thank you, but I love everything exactly as it is.” Kiss. “You will stay with me each night?” Kiss. “Forever, and...

He sure told you off, huh, Icy?” ~Darcy