Best Jane Austen Novels & Stories

She rushed towards her and hugged her affectionately, before walking her to her seat. “Hmmm,” Lucy snorted. “Jane, you are still as soft as always, that's why you are always bullied.” Lucy shook her head as the memories of their college days rushed into her head. Jane was a quiet person throughout their school days. No one knew she was the heiress of the Lockwood’s empire. Her beauty was the only thing that made her famous back then in school.

he said wedging the door with his hand and looking at his wrist watch. “Dinner is by 10. I’ll be done before you know it,” I said with a smile, pushed his hand away and shut the door. I turned to Sheba who was still lying on my bed, scrolling through her phone. “What do you think?” I asked her, hoping for some praise. She looked up at me and sighed. “You look amazing, Jane. But you know what would make you look even better?” “What?” I asked eagerly. “A different dress.” She said flatly and went back to her phone and I rolled my eyes and groaned.

The thought of her unwavering love and dedication brought me a sliver of comfort amidst the overwhelming fear. Jane doesn’t realize how much strength she holds in herself. Her strength of moving forward, even when everything is so dark and depressing, is something not many can do, not even me. Jane's resilience is truly remarkable, and it gives me solace knowing that she will continue to be a source of unwavering support for my family. Her ability to find light in the darkest of times is a testament to her unwavering love and dedication. I am grateful beyond words for her presence in our lives.

The walls being light colored didn’t surprise me more than the mountains upon mountains of books he has sitting on bookshelves surrounding the room. I walk around the room running my hands over all the different titles and authors. Jane Austen, Charles Dickens, Mark Twain, H.G Wells, and so much more. Wuthering Heights, a first edition version sat in a case in between the shelves by a set of double doors to what looks like a balcony. It stuck out to me more than any of the other titles because it surprises me more than anything that he would read a book such as that. I try to picture in my head him sitting in a chair with glasses, all relaxed and snuggled up reading a classical romance novel

I responded in excitement looking at the map. "Jane Elizabeth Austen" Mom said my full name in her angry voice. I lifted my eyes from the map and met with my mom's angry ones. She snatched the map away from my hands "Jane Elizabeth Austen, are you trying to give me, my very first heart attack" she said in her angry voice. Looking at mom's angry face, me and dad I started laughing very loudly. She looks very cute when she is angry.

"His gift?" "Yes. It should have arrived last week. A rare first edition of 'Pride and Prejudice.' He mentioned it was your favorite." Jane's favorite book was "Valley of the Dolls"—she'd never expressed interest in Jane Austen. This was a test. "Oh, that gift." Lyra scrambled for a response. "Yes, it was... wonderful. Please thank him for me." "You can thank him yourself tomorrow," Amelia replied. "Good evening, Mrs. Blackwood."

"Humm..Sense and..sen-si-bi-li-ty.. by Ja-ne..oh well..Jane Austen. Who's this?" I was looking for some ointments and medicines in the First aid kit. "Are you serious? " "Yeah.. I don't know this author!" "You mean,that you actually READ BOOKS!?" "Sometimes..only if there's a movie adaptation! Who's she?" "Do you know ,the characters Elizabeth Benet or Mr. Fidzwilliam Darcy?" "Who's that?" " Seriously though..haven't you read Pride and Prejudice?" "Hummm i don't know..!"

Well, aren't you his fan? "Do you have something else in mind?" he asks in a normal tone of voice, ignoring my question. How rude! I scowl, but I’m hardly affected. "Um . . . Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen," I tell him. "Or maybe . . . Sense and Sensibility?" I contradict my own choices, and he smiles at it. "Is Jane Austen your favorite?" he asks, a sweet glow in his cool eyes. "If we're speaking of Classic romance, then yes, she's my favorite. I prefer happy ending than tragedies, and Jane Austen always grants my wish." I go dreamy; oblivious of whom I'm talking to.

Her cousin, on the other hand, was also an heiress - both had big shares of stocks and both have been working diligently at the company. Later that night, she found herself waiting for her cousin, whom she had not seen for some time because both have busy schedules. Jane is going to marry her long-time fiance the following week which made her very busy. Unlike her cousin who was haughty and a spoiled brat, Jane grew up to be a very kind and sincere young woman. She had an ordinary face, a little bit chubby and of medium height. Her cousin, of course, is prettier and more attractive than her but her pure heart that radiated from inside made her look beautiful, though not physically seen.

I handed him the beer and sat next to him, adjusting my sweatpants as I did. “Jane is the best and worst kind of model to work with. It’s impossible to pick her final images because they’re so fucking good.”