Franklin Library Jane Eyre Novels & Stories

Kerry stood over Jane as she turned the page in her history book, casting a shadow over the pages. She cleared her throat and glanced up at him. "Do you mind? You're blocking my light." He stood back and pulled out the chair next to her, glancing around the library as if he may see the lycan. Jane read over her chapter, trying her hardest to block out the eyes over her shoulder. She felt like she sat underneath a microscope with eyes judging her. She knew that wasn't true. Kerry seemed like a nice guy, but it made Jane feel scrutinized.

Jayne said excusing herself Eva stood up and walked around the room for a while, the bookshelf was filled up with books, she picked up book ,an odd one, others had a smooth cover with dull colors but this one was covered with something that looked like glass, with the book inside but it didn’t really hide the fact that the book has been here for a while She opened it and it was Jayne when she was younger with her mom, her dad and a boy who stood beside her putting his hand around her neck

“Between revising, I’m now going to read the book from cover-to-cover and see what else I can learn.” “Well, Alex, if you find any more fascinating details, let me know.” “I cert—” “Very cozy.” He turned in surprise to see Marianne standing there, hands on hips. From the look in her eyes, she was definitely spoiling for a fight. What was it with these female hormones? Was no one safe? He sighed, thinking he didn’t need this. Penny smiled up at the painted face staring daggers at her. “Hi. Haven’t I seen you around? I’m Penny, the head librarian.”

The dark sky had been broken up into raindrops which scattered with the sound of gurgling and the distinctive smell of rain. This atmosphere is very fitting with her sad mood, in line with the story of the novel she was reading, Jane Eyre. Although in her heart she intended not to read the book, because the book was highly recommended by Diana, the woman who was a thorn in her love story. However, Kat couldn't help herself. She keep read it and couldn't stop. She arrived at the part where the main character in the story failed from an imminent wedding ceremony, which only needed to say the wedding vows and was crushed by an unexpected reality.

"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."

I asked again. "Because Asher brought you here. Because I saw you sitting in my kitchen, laughing at Harold's jokes, wearing my son's sweater." She smiled. A small, sad smile. "Because you looked at me like I was someone you could trust. And I didn't want to let you down again." I looked at the bookshelf across the room. The worn copy of Jane Eyre. I remembered it from the weekend. "Is the second letter in there?" I asked. Eleanor followed my gaze. "Yes."

I tried to keep a straight face, but the thought of being in the same room with Jade made me frown on default. I was ushered into the famous library of the Lockwoods. This room in the house was catered for and kept by Mrs. Lockwood herself. It was her safe haven. The woman was a popular author who was famous for her works on child fiction and adventure. It was only normal for her to adore her library more than any other room in the house.

Small, rectangular, wrapped in cream paper with a bronze ribbon. “Daniel…” “Just open it.” I unwrap carefully, my fingers trembling slightly. Beneath the paper is a book. Old leather binding. Gold lettering on the spine that catches the candlelight. Jane Eyre. First Edition. My breath catches. “This is…” “A 1847 first edition. Smith, Elder & Co. printing.” His voice is soft, almost vulnerable. “You told me that night, four years ago, that it was your favorite book. That your father used to read it to you before bed, doing all the voices. I’ve been looking for the right copy ever since.”

I wondered what was wrong with him. 'He might don't like me or probably he doesn't like me in his family.' My thoughts strayed but I completed my breakfast and asked Ivy if there was a library. "Sure let me show you the way" she replied and led me across a snaky corridor and we were there. It was like heaven. A vintage heaven with large shelves with different kinds of books. I skimmed through the mundane section where I found Tess of D'Urbervilles. I wanted to read this for years, but the book was reserved, so I started on Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. I was in the middle when I felt like someone was staring at me. I turned around to see Jeremy.

He showed her his make her believe that he wasn't lying. "Maybe it was a network glitch then. Let's continue studying. "Jane said but the attention outside the library was getting louder and a girl entered the library. She whispered some words into her friend's ear, her friend.was surprised and murmured to the rest. Everyone gasped and stood up urgently and left. Jane looked at their backs and wondered what was wrong so she shifted towards the window but then Mira ran in and screamed. "Isabella Ryan is here. " "What?"