Twilight Werewolves of Breaking Dawn v. Mr. Darcy's Bite

Today is a big day for Twilight fans. Breaking Dawn premieres in every theater in the world. :) I know this because I am babysitting my grandson so that my daughter and granddaughter can go to the first viewing.  I would like to point out the in my novel, Mr. Darcy's Bite, my werewolf is much better behaved than the Twilight werewolves. Although fanged, furry, and four-footed, Fitzwilliam Darcy is always a gentleman, albeit, one with the same needs as his fully human counterparts. Here is an excerpt which takes place after Darcy has returned from two days of being a werewolf:

“On the terrace, I stated that I needed to talk to you,” Lizzy said, looking away from him towards the fire. “Perhaps, later today.”

“Your memory is faulty, Elizabeth. You placed your head on the back of my neck and said, ‘Mr. Darcy, what are we to do?’ Not ‘you’ and not ‘I’, but ‘we.’ So now I ask you, can you accept me for who and what I am?”

“I still do not understand. Why me? When we first met, you found me so unappealing that you could barely tolerate my company.”

“Quite the contrary,” he answered, shaking his head. “I was completely taken in by you and your impertinence, and it was because of my attraction to you that I pushed you away. I did not want to fall in love and risk being turned down when you found out about my altered state. I had imagined so many times how you would look at me when you found out, and, yesterday, I saw it for myself. You were repulsed, and I cannot blame you. But you must remember that I did not choose this way of life. It is a hand I have been dealt, and I do the best I can under the circumstances.”

“But your proposal at Hunsford Park? If you wanted me so badly, why were you so insulting?”

Darcy put his hands on both of her arms and pulled her gently towards him. “After being with you in Hertfordshire and seeing you at Rosings, I wanted you more than I have ever wanted anything in my life, and it took every ounce of my courage to go to the parsonage that day. But in the back of my mind, I knew you would reject me because I was a werewolf, and so I went on the offense.”

“So you made that obnoxious proposal so that I would reject you.”

“Yes, in that way I would not have to reveal that once a month I become a creature of the night. Logic is not my strong suit.”

“I should say not.”

Darcy started to laugh. “You see this is why I love you. You have such spirit and independence. You will not be put down by anybody—not by me or Caroline Bingley or my Aunt Catherine. You are fearless, and after love and loyalty, that is what I prize most. So now I will tell you that I love you, and I always will. But if you cannot accept this reality, then we shall say goodbye. I may be part wolf, but I am still a man with a heart, and it can be broken.”

Lizzy closed her eyes and felt the stillness of the room, and in the quiet, she could feel his love filling every part of her being. And then she knew—beyond a doubt she knew—that she would stand by this man no matter what.

Mr. Darcy's Bite is available on-line an in bookstores.