I Have Faults Enough (Netherfield Park Adventures #1)

Elizabeth Bennet has never doubted her own judgment, until the night it nearly gets her killed.

She has disliked Fitzwilliam Darcy since the moment he refused to dance with her and called her “merely tolerable” within her own hearing. Proud, cold, and insufferably certain of his own consequence.

She has built a case of evidence against him, and she is not in the habit of being wrong.

What she doesn’t know is that Darcy’s coldness was never contempt.

It was self-preservation, against a woman he found he could not stop watching, could not stop remembering, and could not, for the life of him, learn to resist.

When a bitter quarrel sends Elizabeth storming into a dark garden the night before her sister’s wedding, she and Darcy stumble onto something far more dangerous than an argument, a gang of thieves who cannot afford to let two witnesses walk free.

Dragged from Hertfordshire and held captive for three desperate days, Elizabeth and Darcy must survive armed men, a storm-lashed escape, and a river that very nearly drowns them both, with nothing left to rely on but each other.

Stripped of rank, reputation, and every careful distance they once kept, the two enemies become something neither expected: each other’s whole world.

Darcy finally says the thing his pride would never permit in a ballroom.

Elizabeth confronts a year of misjudging a man who has done nothing since but protect her, feed her, and carry her when she could not walk.

A gripping, slow-burn Pride and Prejudice variation of captivity, courage, and a love tested by far more than wit and pride.