Austen Novels & Stories

“We ran into the Mayor on our way over, and he couldn’t stop talking about how beautiful you are… I certainly see what has him so smitten.” Victoria, who was much taller than the other two, moved a strand of her long black hair to the side and peered at the goodies that Charlotte had already managed to get onto the counter. “These look wonderful… and so bright. Everything is horribly gray this time of year.” Sara Dowly, who could have been a cousin to Victoria by their shared facial features, continued to lurk behind the other two. Lotte watched as the woman attempted to do the same flick of her hair that Victoria had done so flawlessly; however, hers was more curls than anything and only re

I could feel his eyes still on me, watching the way I held the book, the way I shifted my weight. The 7 second mark was my current record for how long I could hold his gaze without flinching or looking away. It was a stupid, private game I’d invented—a test of wills. If I looked away first, he won. If he looked away first, I won, which somehow translated in my twisted brain to: I have the upper hand in everything. “That’s Jane Austen,” Grey noted, without looking at the cover. “Not usually your style.” I lowered the book, meeting his dark eyes. “And what, precisely, is my style, Grey?”

It was Friday afternoon and Katherine Bennet had just finished sending the last contract she had drafted to the publishing house’s legal team when her doorbell rang. “Who is it?” she asked as she approached the door. When there was no reply, she curiously peered into the peeking hole only to be surprised to see Paris de Bourgh, her nemesis, standing on the other side of the door.

It must be great to have friends. " that's great baby, you can invite her over, " His mother smiled at Asher and it was bright and too fake. The Bonavich's are one of the most important people in the country, they are the family's competitor. He didn't let the emotions take over his face, his blank and emotionless face was up to them. " Ace?" someone whispered to him. His thirteen years old sister, Anaya Alastar. Ace and Anaya we're the closest.

"Good morning Aunt!" Karis greets immediately she walks into the sitting room. "Morning, sweetheart! When did you get back? " Mrs Wachukwu asks, quite surprised to see her Karis, she had no idea that she was back. "Sorry, I forgot to tell you! She came back last night!" Aunty Stella says to her sister with a broad smile. "Morning Juliet!" Karis greets immediately she sights Juliet, who returns the greeting with a smile. Meanwhile, Alexandra walks in. She greets her Mum and Aunt, you could tell she was in a shitty mood. She is still dressed in her nighties which looks so transparent.

Someone grumbled angrily when Ashton and Maya passed by. The person thought that she had lowered her voice enough. But who was Ashton, he had the sharpest hearing that he could even hear the breathing of a fly let alone the murmuring of a grown person. He turned around and looked at the person who was talking. Just one glance and that person almost went down on her knees. She felt that she had already died from the glance and only after Ashton disappeared from her sight did she touch her pounding heart. It was just a one-second glance but she felt like she had already reached hell.

—She asked confused. —I know you want to ask—she was surprised to hear it. -So? — Santiago nodded, without erasing the beautiful smile that he had on his face. "Yes, you would have seen the look on your face, you would have realized it," he said, amused. Then his smile faded and he became very serious. — When I was at university I met Emma, she was very beautiful and sweet — she smiled bitterly — Or so I thought, I fell in love even though when we were dating she started to behave very bossy and controlling, and I, like a fool in love, found her justified, my family didn't want her, so they made me choose, her or my family, I chose her, I proposed marriage and my family stopped talking to me

Her nipples are rock hard as they can be felt through her shirt. I wish we were people who could walk around butt, ass naked right now. She lay her hand on my chest to push me away, but I grabbed it and held it there. She watches me with hooded eyes and her eyes are dilated. One taste. Just one taste. I don't know who lean in first, but our lips met in a hot, sizzling kiss. Fuck, her lips are soft. Fuck. >>>>>>>>>>> Hi guys! How are you doing today? So for private reasons, I'll be changing the book title to "Ashanti". I feel like that is much better and will be the best decision for my book!

Damien's mother said, as she pulled Damien outside the door, leaving me and the five maids alone. I remained my chin high, and said in a gentle tone, "Why don't we introduce ourselves first? Greetings ladies, my name is Charlotte Hayes." "That last name won't last though," the 2nd maid said, a cheesy joke coming out from her mouth. Three of them started laughing, like a giggle.

Hence where Tommy got the idea of blindness, bedridden and monster was puzzling to Alexis. “I am going to ask him when he turns to a great liar.” Alexis said to herself. “Austria1507” Alexis was stunned. “What are you saying?” “The password for the diary is Austria1507.” The secretary said screaming, and immediately she turned pale. “Just please, don’t make me a monster, release me please.” Alexis sneered. “Wow! That was quick.” Immediately she stood up and she remover her needle, she return them back to her wrist, then she turn to go, but she turn around and she said.