Pride And Prejudice Author Novels & Stories

Going to the door I see Ken my mum's bodyguard standing there nodding at him I head inside,not seeing her in the sitting room and the lounge,I go to the one place I know she'd always be--the library. Opening the door to the library I see her hunched over a book Pride and prejudice by Jane Austen her absolute favorite.Seeing as she had not made known my presence I quietly make my way to her before engulfing her in a hug.Realizing that someone is here with her she turns and as she sees its me a huge grin appears on her face.Smiling down at her I move towards the chair opposite her.

I said and then got the book in the phone and started to read the book. As I read the book, I found it more and more interesting. I was just simply reading her a book but the content that was in there was way more interesting than it could be. I loved every parts of it. The way Elizabeth behaved, her proud and wise nature, her smartness, her innocence and her way of loving Mr. Darcy. But she was prejudiced most of the times about Mr. Darcy.

“The library and debate club was my way of escaping from my demons. There was just a lot going on back then” She could see a tinge of sadness in his eyes as he recalled all that had happened. There was a lot that needed to be cleared up. What demons did he face back then? She wondered “My favorite book was Pride and prejudice by Jane Austen” “You have to be kidding me” his eyes lit up. “That was my favorite book too. I could have read it a thousand times” She smiled sadly, she saw him reading the book once at the library. The next day, she borrowed the book and kept reading it until it became her favorite book.

She continuously shifts it around, nervous as Max's gaze is now on her. "Max, have you ever read the book?" Jessica glances at him momentarily, scrutinizing his visage. "Of course he hasn't. He—" Max cuts Maryanne off abruptly, "Actually, I have. I find Lizzie's prejudice against Darcy interesting. She treats him harshly because of his wealth and seemingly obvious pride, but she does not realize that he is not as spoiled and rude as he may first appear. It's a lesson we can all use in our lives," he said with a pointed glance towards Maryanne."

Smith that we were in the middle of discussing about Pride and Prejudice. She looked like a someone who was about to take the biggest exam of their life but wasn’t prepared for it at all. Then it hit me, the real Ms. Smith would know everything about any Jane Austen book, but whoever this was might not and I am going to ask this woman a question from Pride and Prejudice this would prove if she was the real Ms. Smith or a fake one. I put my hand up and ask “Ms. Smith I have a question, why do you think Charlotte accepted Mr. Collins proposal after Elizabeth declined it?”

She reached over the stacks with a scraggy hand and picked up a plain-covered book, handing it to Adea. Adea flipped it over to look at the spine, which showed the title, Pride and Prejudice. “Oh, no thank you,” Adea said with a kind smile as she handed the book back. “I don’t do much reading. My sister on the other hand-” She made a gesture toward Lyda, who was still flipping through the pages of one of the thickest books Adea had ever seen. “Ah!” the old woman exclaimed. “Fascinated by religious texts, my dear?”

•Isabelle's POV• For my first class of the day, which was also my favorite, we chose Pride & Prejudice to analyze passages from. We'd also be reading it this month for the objective. We were focusing on the 1800's and the flow of Jane Austen's words.

She wove it carefully into her hair, securing an artful twist that suggested elegance without effort. The final item waited in tissue paper, modest yet precious beyond measure. Her well-worn copy of Pride and Prejudice bore the gentle scars of countless readings, its spine creased from years of seeking comfort in Austen’s wit. She had been clutching this very book the day she first encountered Henry Wynthorne properly, not merely as her parents’ friends’ son, but as a man whose laugh could illuminate an entire room. He had glanced at the cover with genuine curiosity, and she had treasured that moment of shared literary interest ever since. Perhaps tonight, she might finally find the courage

she said with a small smile, “that one.” I followed her eyes. The title was etched in gold against the faded green cover: The Perfect Wife: Grace in the Eyes of Society. Clara sighed. “It was written by the second wife of Mr. Kingston’s great-great-grandfather.” My brows lifted. “Second wife?” She nodded, looking at the distance. “Yes. The first wife… she was said to be very different. Full of life. Independent. People say she died from a disease, but…” Clara trailed off, as if remembering she wasn’t supposed to say more.

Erik realized just then that he had barely tipped the iceberg when it came to the wonderful and interesting qualities this woman possessed. "Who is your favorite writer?" Pearl asked Phoebe. "Austen, for sure." She said. Pearl smiled. "Yes. She was an phenomenal writer. Pride and Prejudice is one of my favorites." Pearl said. "Oh yes. Mr. Darcy. The man that ruined all men for every woman, for hundreds of years later, even. That's why I love literature so much. One thing, one person created in a woman's mind has the ability to affect the lives of so many for centuries later, just because of how she was able to write about it." Phoebe said. Auggie looked at her adoringly and kissed her hand.