Austen Novels & Stories

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

(She goes to Paul's room) Paul: Good morning Mom Queen Victoria: Morning, Where's Anita? Paul: I don't know and I don't care! Queen Victoria: Very good, listen to me, I overheard Austin telling your father that you shouldn't go astray with our traditions, He's saying it a must you should marry Anita and if you marry Paris then you'll ruin your status and our family's name Paul: What did he say that? Queen Victoria: Yes! I always told you he was jealous of you and wanted to make your life miserable in this castle but you mustn't let that happen

The newcomer purrs in a seductive voice, gently closing the almost ruined door behind her. Edward cocks his head slightly, more out of confusion than anything else. “Isabelle?”

Aunt Caroline stopped it as she clasped her palms beneath her jaw. “Aunt? You’re so impossible.” “I know. So, tell me. I see the way you steal glances at him. I’ve caught you severally peeping at him through the window. You always drool anytime you see him. You think I don’t know.” She picked a slice of a cucumber and tossed it in her mouth. She watched Ava stuff pita bread devoid of some hummus and some carrot sticks into her mouth. She could see how nervous she was feeling. “Com’on, don’t choke on your food. Here’s some water.”

Because I can't dream of falling for anyone but her in this lifetime. Until then, my quest to find my mysterious Rachel starts now. ******* Rachel "Rachel, do you think daddy loves Jane," Marline asks, scanning pictures of Brandon and Jane and placing them beside each other. "You know you're smarter than any kids your age," I said, sitting beside as Marline smiled at my words. "And yeah I think your daddy loves Jane, and you know a secret..," "What secret..," Marlin said, suddenly excited by my words. "Well, I don't know for sure… but I think, Jane loves Brandon too, in one way or another,"

Arabella shuffled through the stack. "Let's see. Vini, will you come here for a second? You should be at least a little familiar with the guests." She extended the stack of papers to Lavinia. Each page had a small portrait of a woman and was accompanied by a short biography and family profile. The first photograph was of a pretty woman with olive skin and rich black hair. Her smile revealed pointed teeth. "This is mother's top pick," said Arabella. "Cordelia Austen. French. A vampire. The Austen's are in the business of architecture. Factories specifically. The one you were plucked out of was one of their constructio

, he informs and Shawn gasps. “She was taking what???”, he says with a slightly high pitched tone in shock. “Counselling…! Austen is a psychologist and she was taking therapy sessions from him. I don't know for what but it maybe because of your engagement or something….”, he says and Shawn’s head blows up. How couldn't I notice that? How did I miss such a big thing?

Alexandra’s POV Augustine Bennett. The founding father of Liss Real Estate Agency. A self made millionaire. He was a great man of integrity. A dashing ladies man in his prime. A genius investor and a wonderful marketer. He was loved and respected by all who knew him and worked with him. He was Liss’ most important asset, so when he retired, Liss experienced instability that just came to show how valued he was.

“Miss Larsen, Mr. Austen will see you now,” the secretary said. Celine swallowed hard before standing up from the couch. She held her old portfolio close to her chest. Although the hall was warm, her hands were becoming cold because of nervousness. “Thank you,” she said, though her voice shook slightly due to anxiety. The double doors opened, and she saw the large office that had a clear view of New York City. At the far end of the room, Duke Austen was sitting behind his desk. He was the Chief Executive Officer of Austen Holdings and one of the youngest billionaires in the country.

said her mom, but she was immediately interrupted by Catherine, pulling her purse towards her shoulder. “I am so sorry, mom. I...I don’t feel like eating. But I’ll grab breakfast on campus, I promise,” she advised before rushing out of the door and heading over to the school. Mentally reminding herself of her assignments and her flash drive that contained the papers she needed to submit for that day. Catherine was in the midst of scanning through Pride & Prejudice when she heard arguments coming from the dance hall she was passing through.