Persuasion Book Novels & Stories

It was to fulfill her promise to Dave. But, to be honest, she was a little hesitant to go to the bookstore with the only hope of finding something. There were many books, of course, and it confused her. Which one to buy it? The introduction seemed boring—she spent a more extended time skimming some chapters—and some too business was very confusing. She could only blink blankly, not understanding at all. Moreover, there were many. She should have asked for his recommendation. She picked up a fairly thick book, around four centimeters. It had ‘Profit’ in the title. And as the title suggested, it talked about how to make a profit in any business.

Adams got a glimpse of the book and the cover alone got his attention, then he went ahead to ask the lady if he could take a look at the book, and on seeing how handsome he looked, the lady blushed and was more than happy to give the book to him. Adams took a look at the cover for just a little while longer before turning to the first page of the book, when he read the first chapter, he was amazed, even when they were still together, he never had the chance to go through her works back then until now and he couldn't believe how smart she was, once again, he was filled with regret, this only proves how absent he's been in the things she does. Alicia ending her speech brought his attention bac

Fortunately, the music wasn't that loud on this side of the VIP and we could talk without yelling at each other. “Well, at first I felt mocked by that woman, but then I opened that book, and I was impressed. There was everything I needed! How to treat her, how to talk to her, how to turn her on and of course, how to make her come. Everything is there, why do you think they are so popular?” “Because they are bored?” Pierre asked, earning a look of hatred from his girlfriend. "Because fiction is better than reality,” Louis corrected, putting an arm around my shoulders. "A woman who reads is dangerous because she knows what she wants and how she wants it. Perhaps if there were more men reading

, I was never going to get in a habit of the mojo he does. “Well I went up there to bring this book for you, I know you are doing English major in your university and I also got to know you are a big fan of Jane Austin so I thought to give you a present of Pride and prejudice first ever edition, trust me it is very limited”, fir the first time I could see the spark in Elvin eyes when he giving me the book. “So you were there when it got published”, I asked with so much excitement for the first time both of us were excited, “I’ve had my ways”, he chuckled.

Maybe if he asked me nicely- No. I shook my head and focused my eyes back on the book in my hands. We can’t go there, I won’t agree to him touching me even if he asks me nicely. Over my dead body. Yeah, I convinced myself, over my dead freaking beautiful body! The cold breeze of fall was knocking on the glass door by the balcony as I read To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee. I asked the kind lady to lend me some books and she told me how big the library is in this estate. She even persuaded me to go out of this room but I declined.

The more I try to draw boundaries she is making it nearly impossible for me to control myself from going and grabbing her face and kissing the shit out of her. I take a deep breath and return a soft smile," how about the classics, lex?" I ask her to divert my mind. " well, pride and prejudice is the only one I can truly think of!" she caresses the book on the book rack. " hmmm, interesting. I can't find any better than that one in the classics," I say while walking toward her. " but I think sense and sensibility were nice too, you know," I whisper not wanting to disturb other people in the store

Part 7 A There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil, a natural defect, which not even the best education can overcome." "And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody." "And yours," he replied with a smile, "is wilfully to misunderstand them. Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice For the next few moments silence prevailed in the room, only the ticking of the wall clock and the sound of a crying baby from somewhere near the market, surrounded them.

“I don’t know. You keep everything in such good condition. I’m almost afraid to touch anything in this room.” “I know you’ll be careful with my things.” She nodded and pulled the book off the shelf. “I didn’t know you liked Jane Austen.” “Why not?” She shrugged. “She’s a woman author.” “I’m broad minded enough to think women have a lot to offer society. I enjoy her work.” “This is one of my favorite books. Sense and Sensibility. The story of two sisters who represent two opposing forces: logic and emotion.” He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. He seemed to be considering her analysis of the book. “I didn’t think anyone else in Virginia understood that.”

Persuasion was something I had always been good at. People liked to believe things that made them feel comfortable. And I knew exactly how to give them that comfort. My sister was no exception. “I’ll make her believe that I’m sorry,” I said quietly. The more I thought about it, the more confident I felt. “I’ll make her believe that I regret everything I did.” Once she believed that, the rest of my plan could start. Amelia suddenly leaned forward. “So tell me,” she asked curiously. “How strong is their relationship?”

“It’s written all over your face. And don’t act like I don’t notice the way you linger in the hallway waiting for him to pass. You’re like a cat pretending not to care while sitting on a mouse trap.” “Why are you manipulating me?” I asked. That made him pause. “Manipulating?” he repeated, amused. “Do you even know what manipulation is?” “Oh please…” He raised a finger. “Let me define it for you, Princess Tabitha. Manipulation is the art of influence. It’s when someone sees the pieces on the board and knows which one to move. Now, let me tell you a story.” I sighed. “I don’t want a story. I'm not interested in whatever you have to say. You can keep it for your mistress.”