Romans & histoires Jane Eyre First Chapter

Nicole Jane’s POV I tried to move my body, but I couldn’t. I tried to open my eyes, but I feel so tired. I want to speak up, but I’m too weak. Most of all, I don’t know where I am. Oh, hell. Where am I anyway? Why does it feel so creepy? Then the realization suddenly hit me. Mikan Slowly, my eyes started to open. My vision was blurred at first until it finally became clearer. And the very first thing, or person rather, that comes into my sight is none other than her.

"And I'll regret that for the rest of my life. But please, Jane, give me a chance to make it right, a chance to explain everything that happen before.” For a moment, she wavered, uncertainty clouding her eyes. But then, with a resigned sigh, she nodded. "Alright, Nick," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll give you a chance to explain.” __ From the moment Jane opened the door to her house, I couldn't help but be captivated by her. Every movement she made seemed to flow with a grace and elegance that was uniquely her own. The way she moved through the room, the gentle sway of her hips, the subtle flick of her hair, it was like watching a beautiful dance unfold before my eyes.

she wailed even louder. "I'm certain she's fine. Stop crying." I stroked her ash brown hair to calm her down. Jane, where are you? *** ~ JANE ~ I woke up on a bed of so many flowers and roses, my head hurt so bad as I sat up straight. The entire room was very large and also had varieties of flowers around it that made it look more beautiful. How did I get here? I didn't remember stepping into this room to sleep. I stood up straight and the door was flung open as Mom walked in.

She felt someone was biting her lips, she tried opening her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy. Not wanting to disturb her sleep, he pecked her lips, and kissed her forehead, before standing up from the bed. “Sleep well, my love.” 30 minutes later. Jane woke up from her slumber. Staring at the unfamiliar chandelier above her head, she frowned before her memories of yesterday rushed in. She had to start getting used to this life. She sighed before standing up from the bed. She walked into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. She walked downstairs, doing little exercise by not taking the elevator. As she reached downstairs, a rich aroma of coffee couldn’t help entering her nostrils

she exclaimed, the living room was almost twice as big as Mrs Whitney's house, she hadn't got the opportunity to see this yesterday, it was really big and splendid, and everything was screaming luxury She wondered what the rest of the house must look like, after her training today or tomorrow she would get permission from Charles to tour the entire house and if possible take some pictures, it's just too bad her phone isn't so good Well won't be a problem anymore, once she gets her first salary she's going to get a good phone, might not be the coolest but a good one Jane was so lost in her fantasy world that she didn't realize that they were now in the kitchen, "Jane meet Estella, she will pu

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"You must be heavily retouched. Men like this don't exist in real life, but damn, whoever designed you sure was talented..." I flip back to the first chapter, only to let out a dreamy sigh when I see the chapter is named "Meet cute." It immediately makes me feel a twinge of jealousy toward the main character. "I wish I could take your place, girl. If my instincts are correct, you're about to meet the man of your dreams and find your happily ever after with Mr. Frontpage Daddy." As I say those words, something odd happens. The page of the book lights up in gold, like that scene in the second Harry Potter movie. Only this time, there are whispers, and the ink disappears from every page of the

Watching. His eyes didn’t blink. Didn’t waver. I was naked. Wet. Flushed. Fingers still between my thighs. He stepped forward. And I couldn’t breathe. --- End of Chapter One

CHAPTER 10 - JANE I open my eyes to a silver light shining down on me. My eyes are heavy from sleeping for what seems like ages. I look around and there's nothing familiar about this place. I try to move but my hands are chained and my legs too. I'm only in my panties and lace bra. My mouth is gagged with a piece of clothing. My skin is smudged with dirt and a bit of slimy substances. Tears slide down my eyes as I look around the place again. It seems to be a tube-like cage but it's transparent. My gaze travels farther and I might be wrong, but this looks like a cave. A creepy, blood-curdling, eerie, horrific cave.

The words, ‘Property of Ismene’s Library’, were stamped on the very first page. I jumped right in, reading about a seemingly ordinary girl thrust into a strange game of magic, trickery, and mayhem. She’d just boarded a train to some far away land when my eyes began to grow heavy. I continued skimming the book, but the words became choppy as my exhaustion grew. The girl had taken some potion that sent her spiraling into a magic-induced dream. My eyes fell shut as she plummeted off a cliffside, only to snap open when Draco entered the room.