First Draft: Completed
Scheduled Date of Second Draft Completion: April 2012
Started: January 2009
Inspiration: Beauty and the Beast, Twilight, Pride and Prejudice
Dedications: Sara Rose, for reading her stories to me and making me want to write myself and for always actively encouraging me.
Possible Names: ?
Elizabeth Rose Cooper ran her fingers absently along the rod iron fence of the Monstra Estate with her thoughts entirely on the book she held in her free hand. She paused in front of the gate tightening her fingers around the iron, this was one of her favorite parts of the entire book, though it frustrated her. Mr. Darcy had just confessed his love of Elizabeth despite his better judgment. She wanted to yell at him to give him better words to profess his love, and she wanted Elizabeth to chase after him after she read his note. Oh the note. If love, real love, could be expressed in a simple note it seeped through every word he wrote. Mr. Darcy, though misguided wanted only to protect that which he loved couldn’t she see that.
She rested the book against her throbbing chest and sighed, how very frustrating love is. She gave the iron rod in her hand a quick squeeze before looking over at the house which was divided from the rest of the street. She thought for a moment that she saw the up stairs curtain move, but brushed it off as her imagination when she realized it was the Monstra house she stood in front of. Beau Monstra was a secluded sort of man and as such the town was filled with rumors about him. Elizabeth didn’t believe them of course, but the nature of terror in the voices that spoke of Beau had her moving her feet a little faster than usual to be beyond the side walk in front of this house