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She smiled up at the other woman. "It's nice to talk to an adult. Clarissa sleeps all day, and although I love the children, I sometimes think I might pull out all my hair if I don't hear an adult's voice." Jane sank gracefully into the chair Amelia had just vacated. "By the time she gets up, I'm ready to call it a night." She yawned and poured herself a cup of tea. "It seems I'm turning into an old lady. I want to go to bed earlier and earlier." Her laughter was soft, inviting Elina to join in at the absurdity of a woman her age going to bed just after sunset. Elina shifted back in her chair so the shadows could soften her appearance. An observant person would notice she continued to lose w

The Russell family estate in northern Kent, four miles east of the village of Hexby, was in an uproar. Jane, the Marchioness of Rochester, was on the verge of strangling her second youngest child, one Linus Winston Russell. Despite her own knowledge that she had birthed that troublesome boy twenty-one years before, sometimes she swore he hadn't matured past the age of eight.

“Just take it since it's given to you. You’re not young anymore, so it would be hard to find a job. In the future, you could ask me for…” “No!” Jane rejected decisively. “No, Alex. I… I will just go now. I… actually don’t have much to pack. I’ve not really worn those clothes that you’ve bought me, and the house I’m staying in later on will also not be this big, so I don’t want it anymore. I’m… I’m going now.” After saying that, Jane turned around and walked out. When she exited the door, she met a woman. The woman who delivered the documents blocked Jane and said contemptuously, “Hello, what a coincidence, we meet again.”

‘’I want to speak with Luke please’’ she said into the receiver and the voice on the other end asked for her to hold for her to connect the line to Luke. A while later, Luke’s voice sounded over the line, ‘’Jane, what's the problem?’’. ‘’Mrs. Bennet just left the office. I tried to stop her though but she wouldn’t budge’’ Jane said into the phone. ‘’Did she say where she was heading to?’’ Luke asked. ‘’I strongly think that she is heading home, she is much too tired to go elsewhere’’. ‘’If she’s heading home that will be okay Jane. Thank you for keeping an eye on her for me’’ Luke said and ended the call.

I yelled out, more of a rebuke of his lasting presence in my head, than of the figure behind the door. Not long after his departing footsteps fell on the floor with a heavy thud, I heard an ecstatic voice downstairs. Since the maids were all gone. I could only make a guess…that blonde Lucifer. I searched for a book in one of my luggages that held the books that formed my mini library, and dug out Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice.

Kate could only comfort Jane once they arrived home. And that moment became the last event Jane attended publicly. After that, Jane was strongly warned not to interfere too much in Austin's affairs. The middle-aged woman is a bit confused. When did Fabian approach them during that event? Or is there a part of her memory that's wrong? Or maybe Fabian has met Jane somewhere during the dinner?

“ Mr. Vertigo? Dave inquired “Just give me a second,” Jane Austen said picking up the phone, she dialed a number, after few beeps, the other person picked up, mumbled some words to her, and ended the call. “this way sirs!! She says beaming with a friendly smile. Jane Austen led them to the top floor of the building, when they got to the office, she opened the door and usher them in, then she closed the door, and left them there.

My name is Raina, and I was seventeen when the world decided to end. I remember standing at my bedroom window, staring out at the vast fields beyond our town. The moon hung low and bloated over the distant mountains, casting everything in shades of silver and shadow. The autumn air crisped against my face, which carried that peculiar smell of decay and new growth that only comes at the changing of seasons. From somewhere in the town below, I could hear the faint sound of the night watch making their rounds, their torch flames dancing like dying fireflies. My stepfather was downstairs, drunk as usual. I could hear him bellowing at my mother, his words slurring into something barely comprehens

Is it just a coincidence that the vice president and president of Loser Club both have last names from the end of the alphabet? Jane was sitting in Ms. Reeds' English class, waiting for the stragglers to come in from study hall and scribbling a couple of quick entries in the Unfair Life. Jane had been so busy lately bouncing and reading Dickens that she had gotten behind in her record keeping. These days fewer unfair things seemed to be happening in her immediate vicinity. Or maybe she was just too preoccupied with the rest of her life to notice them.

She fakenly blurted out while rolling her eyes at the back of her. Amira was so blessed to have a servant and a friend like Agnes. She's always there for her. She was happy that she sounds so proud of her. "Thank you, Agnes and Jake. Tell father about my achievement, okay?" She set her herd high with confidence. "Sure, my princess. Your wish js our command!" Agnes mumbled. Jake put their dead prey to the huge net they brought. He groans when he pulled it with him. "This is a bit heavy, you know. Can we slow down a little?" Jake requested gasping for his breath.