“I do not make love, Miss Bennet," he had told her."I bonk. I have it off. I get my end way, I… — William Codpiece Thwackery Copy Share Image
“Your balls, Mr. Darcy?” He reached out and closed her hand around them, and offered, “They belong to you, Miss Bennet.” — Seth Grahame-Smith Copy Share Image
“She remembered the lead ammunition in her pocket and offered it to him. 'Your balls, Mr. Darcey?'He reached out and closed her… — Seth Grahame-Smith Copy Share Image
“Do not you feel a great inclination, Miss Bennet, to seize such an opportunity of dancing a reel?” — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
I take no leave of you, Miss Bennet: I send no compliments to your mother. You deserve no such attention. I am… — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
“Miss Bennet was therefore established as a sweet girl, and their brother felt authorized by such a commendation to think of her… — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
Miss Bennet, I am quite aware of your superior talent for cutting down the Lord's forsaken flock. I merely mean to spare… — Seth Grahame-Smith Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth and Darcy merely looked at one another in awkward silence, until the latter reached both arms around her. She was frozen-"What… — Seth Grahame-Smith Copy Share Image
“Miss Bennet, I shall be completely blunt and honest and beg your pardon if I cross a line in some manner; however,… — Sharon Lathan Copy Share Image
