Novels by González

Note.Here we come to the end of the tale, and this is the first time I've ever written an epilogue with such a time jump, though this is probably the most I will jump as I prefer to leave my happy couples still in their relative youth, so I'm never going to write of them being grandparents or their deaths. Uh-uh, no way. They are immortal. And I know that there are those who really dislike epilogues and that's their privilege. I did try making this a little more than just a recitation of children and people's fates, even if there was a bit of that.Hopefully, the various meetings at this ball interwoven with what are basically infodumps were entertaining at least. Charlotte's fate actually was a late change that happened when I was working on the dinner with Darcy's relatives. When Miss Graves suddenly asked Elizabeth if she truly wished to marry and that she was looking for a sensible woman to be her heir, that'

Ten Years LaterIt was yet another ball of the Gordons, this one in honor of the engagement of one of their nieces. George never could remember their names, and it seemed too much of a bother to. He would make his bow and escape to the punch bowl and the card room soon enough, as his dancing days seemed done, what with the gout he tended to suffer. Not that the ladies were clamoring for his attentions any more. Time had expanded his waistline and receded his hair line to the point that he wished that wigs were still in fashion. Prosperity had its drawbacks as well its blessings.He just wanted to get past the receiving line so he could go his own way, and let Maria, who for some time had been bored enough with him to not care whether he spent his time in his club or a brothel (not that he had enough libidinous interest at the moment to even bother with the latter), pick over the latest bunch of young libertines to find a compan

Taking the Trouble to Practice.Having made his way past the hosts and a good many of Maria's "close" friends, George found himself looking longingly at the punch bowl and then at the reason why he both wanted to be at the bowl and was not allowed. He glanced around at the assembled throng attending Lord and Lady Gordon's ball, wishing he could feel a thrill at being among such illustrious personages; at one time he would have seen it as a great opportunity, but now it was rather losing its luster."Do not slouch, George," Maria's superior tone made him flinch."No, dearest," he said dutifully."Remember, you are now my husband and a Montcraven; use your charms wisely.""Yes, dearest," he muttered agreeably, while inwardly cursing Lucy Younge for putting him in the path of Maria Montcraven. He could not believe that she had still been angry about Ramsgate. It had be

Luck is Sometimes Even Less of a LadyFitzwilliam Darcy, husband for a mere two weeks, reluctantly left his currently quite delightfully disheveled wife in order to let her begin her preparations for the ball they would be attending that evening, the first social engagement where they would appear as man and wife. While he hardly wished to emerge from the blissful haven of their home as yet, he did unfortunately recognize that he could no longer ignore the outside world, especially Lord and Lady Gordon who had been close friends to his own parents and who had made such a point of inviting him and Elizabeth to their ball. Of course he realized that he and Elizabeth were currently of high interest because of either the perceived disparity of the match or the fact that while the ton were familiar enough with the Darcys of Pemberley, they had never heard of the Bennets of Longbourn, thus making the former Elizabeth Bennet very much an unknown quality.

Good Fortune for Some"I still cannot believe you proposed so soon, Darcy," Bingley said."So you have said, Bingley," Darcy said, wearily. "Multiple times. I do not see why you are still harping on it, nor why you have not proposed to Miss Bennet if you are still so determined.""She will not let me!" Bingley exclaimed."Why ever not?" Darcy asked. "Moreover how could you know if she would or would not if you have not posed the question?""I asked!" Bingley said, before his expression changed and he qualified his statement "Well, hinted. It was after your engagement was announced— one of those days when you were off walking with Miss Elizabeth; frankly I have no idea how you two can enjoy walking in the cold the way you do..."Darcy could feel himself flush as he knew the primary draw of those cold walks was the opportunity to be alone with his betroth

Answering the QuestionElizabeth had been almost relieved to return home the next day, as after a restless night, she found herself rather discomposed around Darcy. Everything about him seemed so much sharper in contrast. Even the smallest smile seemed to make her want to blush. She wanted just a little distance to be able to regain some equanimity in her dealings with him. However, while when she was with him she found it hard to think rationally, when she was away from him it seemed almost impossible to think about anything other than him.Of course, coming home to more of her mother's flutterings about Mary's wedding, did nothing to turn her thoughts away from Mr. Darcy and his proposal, and as she considered her answer, she was struck with a sudden concern about how Mary might be affected by another of her sisters getting engaged so close to her own wedding. Mary had been too often overlooked by her family, and right now wi

2 months laterAliciaThe wind was strong in my face and body almost forcing me out of my position overlooking a spectacular landscape beneath my feet.I felt completely an utterly free, my dress flowing behind me in the wind. The sun was just rising in the horizon waking the world from its hazy slumber. Spring was coming as the snow and cold had finally letting it´s tyranic grasp loosen.Now the distinct smell of earth and a distant and very frail scent of new life blossoming.I took a deep breath letting the air fill me completely and breathing out I lifted my arms towards the sun welcoming the small warmth it provided.Two strong arms suddenly indulged me and pushed me up against a very tight and muscular body. "Who gave you permission to leave me this morning?" A hazy, deep and seductive voice tickled my ear and filled my

EnososI thought they all had been destroyed. It angered me that this one had not. It was probably the last one of its kind and now it had come to land in his hands.My powers went straight out of me and it felt as a wind passed through me leaving me empty as he spoke the words that activated the crystal and now I had no more powers then a mere human.I felt sick and feverish, something that I disliked intensely. As if anyone would like it.The blow to my face came quickly and put me down into the floor with a bang. The pain came as immediate as the blow had. A searing and stinging feeling that numbed my entire being.I was chocked. It was so long since I felt pain or even a slight resemblance to it. What was echoing through me now was horrible and I had to fight for such a simple thing as breath."Now who is the weak one?!" Cain s

AliciaTears was falling down my cheeks as I pulled my restraints. The look on Enosos face was strained and he frowned as he observed Daras checking my restraints one last time.I felt helpless. The chains were tight around my wrists and ankles and for every second that was passing, I felt my heart beat faster in fear of what was to come.Suddenly Daras pulled out a knife, which made me wince. He laid it ceremonially beside me and I could not stop observing it in fright.I turned my head abruptly towards Enosos with tear stained eyes. 'I don´t want to do this. Please release me, please! '"I beg you," I pleaded quietly.He looked down at me with compassion. He stroked my cheek affectionately."I am sorry I can not lessen the pain that is to come," he said searching my eyes for a response. His answer did not calm me dow

"I will lay down more then just the world at your feet Alicia," he whispered in my ear. "All is yours as you are mine." "How did you just hear what I was thinking?" I asked stunned that he had just answered my thoughts. "I am a god Alicia, you need to get used to my powers." He smirked at me. "What about my freedom? Or will you keep me locked up as a valued price?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "Patience Alicia," he coed me and then spun me around swiftly in the grand hall. Alicia Such a night it had been, beyond anything I could ever imagine. The magnificent dancing creatures, with gowns and shapes I never witnessed before, the delicious food I had been given and the always tingling sensation that flared up like a fire everytime Enosos turned his full attention towards me. Which had been happening frequently through the night. As the evening

EnososIt had been too long since I had look upon her innocent features. Such a beauty she had become, a woman.I stood by her bedside, as she had just slumbered under my influence. It was necessary she slept to gain her strength back after her power demonstration before. I smiled at the recollection, the powers were new to her and yet she had mastered them better then what could have been expected.There had always been strength in her soul and heart, but there was also a new kind of strength in her.It was the strength that had come from surviving the life, which that vampire had forced her in to. I felt my body tense as I thought of him. 'Cain', what a despicable being.'I will punish him beyond repair once he wakens from his ill attempt of a battle. How ignorant he had been, trying to fight me.' I huffed at my own line of thought and sat down on th

AliciaI was awestruck, feeling my heartbeat quicken as I almost forgot to breath at the look of the manlike god before me.He stood tall about 6'2 feet with a broad and muscular body that practically oozed with power. He wore only black leather trousers and a giant sword hung at his side. That I was almost certain a mortal man could never carry.His upper body was bare and two majestic huge black feather wings powered from his back and up over his head and out the sides. The wings where more then double the length of his arms and their height were above his head. It was as impressive as it was terrifying.My eyes continued to shamelessly scan him over. His head was almost shaven with only very short midnight black hair that gave him a tough exterior. There was an evident pleased smirk playing in the corner of his mouth and as I met the deep green-blue color of his eyes with my own I gasped.&