Novel & Cerita Jane Austens

She wore a long black dress and a long purple coat, for some reason Jane put an imaginary pointed witch's hat atop her curly hair. “We had better get away from here. Don’t want to make it too easy for them” she gave Jane a generous wink. Elizabeth stumbled in the snow, the personification of a pale overdressed porcelain doll. Creepy wide staring eyes. She had dark eyes and luscious blonde hair. She probably came from an entirely fair family but was the sole inheritor of brown eyes. She was wearing a red sweatshirt with some team emblem. She wore dark pants and a frilly plaid skirt, reminiscent of Jane's rebellious phase where she wore lots of black lace. She is so young Jane thought sadly lo

‘She’s more suited for the role of assistant than I am’ Angela thought as she looked Jane over. Jane was a tall, pleasingly plump young lady of twenty five years, she had green eyes with long gorgeous brown hair that was always shining for some reason, she had an aura that commanded power and respect, anywhere she went, people automatically want to please her, she was bright, smart, cheerful and very friendly with a figure to die for. She had on a pair of blue jeans with a white camisole and red blazers and she looked stunning with her black hair in a tight ponytail and there was a touch of light makeup on her face.

I was never good at recognizing people. " If I may interrupt your little chit-chat session with my niece Mr Kings, I see you're getting quite comfortable with her already." Uncle Aaron says with a fake smile. I can tell he doesn't like that Mr Richards attention was on me and not on Julia. Not that I care though. Mr Richard seemed like a wonderful person and I was just being nice to him. " Well yes, she is indeed a wonderful woman. I hear she manages the affairs of Peyton Inc. Must be a strong woman to control the monthly income of over 50,000 employees all over the world." Mr Richard replies.

Emily Warner I came home after two hour chat with Mary. I felt like I finally met someone who understands me and doesn’t look at me with pity in her eyes, she knows exactly what I am talking about and where I am coming from. She made me jot down points on a notepad because I would for sure forget them, I was surprised at how predictable I am. I kept telling her that Lucas would never get jealous and he would see through my tactics. But she laughed at me and said that I don’t know how men work.

She noticed my blank expression and threw up her hands in frustration which made me want to laugh but I kept my face neutral. "It's a corset top. It needs to tied up real tight from behind." She explained like I was a five year old and I cleared my throat as my mind was thinking about all the ways I could rip it apart and caress her waist from behind. "You could have asked for help from your stylist. Where are they?" I asked, looking around to find no one in sight. I noticed a copy of Persuasion by Jane Austen on her bed and a bathrobe. I've noticed her reading this book multiple times this week.

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.

JANE I heard the words leave my mouth before I could stop them. "It's only fair to end this with a little bit of crass, is it not?" His eyebrows went up. Interest flickered across his face. I stood, tucking the bills into my purse with deliberate slowness. Five hundred dollars. That was textbooks and maybe even groceries that weren't ramen. My hands weren't shaking anymore. I was Jailbird now. Fully Jailbird. Jane Puckett was locked away somewhere safe.

They soon formed groups and were relishing their previous experiences of the Wells End of Year party. *** June sighed and lowered the book to her chest. She had been reading a copy of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice which she picked from the rusty shelf in the cabin. In other to keep herself busy, she had resolved to spend time with the literature but as someone who wasn’t fond of reading, she was starting to get bored after reading just seven pages. Meanwhile, she had managed to convince the woman who brings her supplies during their last encounter. When the woman saw her coming from the backyard. June had told her that she got bored indoors and had decided to take a stroll around the lon