Jane Eyre First Chapter Novels & Stories

She clasped her hands behind her back, fixed her eyes somewhere on the ceiling, and let loose her usual torrent of words. "I read a wonderful book called, Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Brontë. It was written in 1847, but the characters in the book are so real that you feel as if they're living today. When I read this book, I felt as if I were Jane Eyre, a lonely, friendless orphan girl sent away to a cold, cruel boarding school where all the other girls despise her."

Stretched out his hand when he’s gulping the words didn't come out at all when he was eyes shot and glued to her, Riri whistled softly waking her uncle "uhm, good evening-, nice to meet you-, I mean uhm..." "Jane..." Jane break his stutter as her thought still couldn't believe what she saw a figure she never knew she would ever see again, now stood before her trying to make herself strong that she wasn't at all weak in his longing but when she heard his gruff voice and holding his hand, she felt her heart stab and beating fast, she need a grip, she was too tempted.

A ) It was about seeking Temptress, the great unknown B ) It was about seeking John's forgotten past and his future C ) It was about seeking the future of Calypso D ) It was about seeking the soul of a future character "As the eyes of shadow expanded, more view perhaps was caught. Glimpse from corners of the carnival, taken. Thus, at the current inexistent entrance of the carnival, the eyes of shadow caught the legs of a lady, short hills, dark coat reaching for her ankle and her face, thus, which was covered in her bold dark glasses. Flames were seen through her glasses and her little wrinkles marked and showed that she wasn't anything likely. She exhaled lightly, with a grin, shrugging her

With my eyes on the meal in front of me, I could only eat in reluctance, with my side eyes, glancing at her discreetly. *Jane* With my mouth chewing on every delicacy my spoon could touch, the smile on my face kept widening more. I couldn't get enough of it, and surprisingly, my eyes didn't wander about. I breathed in relief, knowing I wasn't staring at him again. But then again, why do I feel he's staring at me. I didn't raise my head, but the penetrating gaze on my skin couldn't be a mistake, right? Could it be I'm the weird one, huh?

Sunlight seeped into the grand room, illuminating the king sized bed where two bodies lay. The room was filled with the sounds of birds chirping and waves in the distance as the curtains swayed gently in the cool breeze that swept into the room. Jane stirred, her head throbbing with pain. She let out a quiet hiss from the pain in her head and the burn of the bright light when she opened her eyelids. Feeling a slight discomfort, Jane raised her hand to cover her eyes, but couldn’t because something was pining it down. Forcing her eyes open, she took in her surroundings and turned slightly, letting out a gasp.

Nothing could go wrong in reading a book, right? Her resolution didn't last for long because the contents of the first page made her close the book in shock and a blush painted her cheeks. She didn't expect to be greeted with such unrestrained way of describing the events. It was a rare sight to see Bellona being flustered as she was always so poised. All these was new to her. She took deep breaths and composed herself and opened the book, this time she tried to read each page, careful not to miss even the slightest detail. Because according to Jane, the book was important to her and it'd help her succeed.

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.

Jane woke up feeling groggy, her head pounded and her eyes felt like a whole desert wind had blown sand in them. Her throat was dry and she felt nauseous. The previous night’s events had her eyes snap open and only then did she register Ryan’s scent. Lavender infused chocolate surrounded her and she inhaled sharply. “We should talk,” Ryan said from her window. He stood with his back to her and his arms were crossed over his chest. Jane shifted on the bed and she clutched her head as the room spun. She gulped greedily from the glass of water on her nightstand and looked at Ryan as he turned to look at her and leaned down on the window sill.

Edited by William Gifford. Published by T. Egerton. Still, in doubt, I flip over to the next page. Chapter one. 'It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife'. I can't see past those words as tears cloud my vision and impale my sight. There are more by my blurry vision stops me from seeing them. This is my favorite book. My very favorite. I can't believe I'm touching it right now.

The reflection in the mirror smiled—her own face, moving without her. And the woman inside whispered, “You don’t belong here, stranger.” --- End of Chapter 1 Next: “Chapter 2 – The Lady in the Mirror”