Pride And Prejudice Special Edition Novels & Stories

He was ruthless and so insensitive! Dearest Miss Pretty: You're wrong when you thought I did not notice the change of your style. You actually looked good in your outfit that time but I guess you don't have to change just for me to like you. You just don't know how adorable you are just simply being you.

“To my lovely wife, Esther, who has stood by my side for four incredible years. Four years of love, of joy, of unwavering support. I could not ask for more.” Esther beams, her eyes shining as she loops her arm through his, pressing closer to him. They look perfect together. The perfect couple. A sharp, bitter laugh builds in my chest, but I swallow it down. The disgust must be evident on my face, because I can feel the heat of it spreading through me, steaming beneath my skin like a slow-burning fire. Then, my eyes shift. And I see it. The glass tower. A pyramid of delicate champagne glasses, stacked one on top of the other, twinkling under the golden lights.

During my speech, I looked at the audience full of Russian oligarchs, Italian politicians, American arms dealers, and family members in black suits. “Three years ago, I ran away from this castle for love.” I said, “But now I return, not for revenge, but to prove… “That the principessa of the Lucas family will lead the family to an even brighter future! I need no one to save me. I can stand on my own and become my own queen.” Applause thundered. Silas kissed me, whispering in my ear, “And my queen too.” After the banquet, I walked alone to the terrace, gazing at the Sicilian night.

Large windows pulling in the last of the evening light, warm neutral tones, books stacked in actual piles that looked genuinely read, candles on the coffee table, a low shelf along one wall lined with small plants and framed photographs. "Okay," I said, turning to face them. "I hate that it's perfect." "Thank you," Claire said, bowing slightly. "I said I hate it," I replied. She raised her glass at me and kept unpacking. "First Caleb gets a lake house," I said, gesturing around at the apartment, “now you get all of this, and I am still in the exact same apartment being the only one not making any dramatic property changes." Claire looked up immediately.

After all, it is her one and only wedding, she wants to make it memorable. Martin's breath was taken away when he stood in the altar and saw Ken who held Stephanie’s hand, walked to his direction. Jacob did a great job by getting Stephanie a wedding dress on short notice. It was a special edition dress that just got released, a white lace dress covered with 1,000 diamonds and 2,000 Swarovski crystals. She looks beautiful with loose waves black hair combined with a tiara set in white gold with 100-carat blue diamonds. As Stephanie is getting closer to him, his heart beats faster and he suddenly feels nervous. His eyes didn’t leave her and soon, Ken gave Stephanie’s hand to him and they’re rea

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Her heart thudded in her chest as she untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside was a book. A rare first edition of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice, its leather-bound cover delicate yet immaculate. She gasped, her fingers brushing over the gilt lettering. Nestled beside it was a small, cream-colored card. She picked it up, her breath catching as she read the elegant script: “For a literature enthusiast. —N.B.”

I swear that this guy moves like a ghost. I sat down on the couch, I realised that there was a book on the table. I took it and it was one of my favourite author, it was Jane Austen and it was a first edition. I can only wonder how much it must have caused. Pride and Prejudice will always be my all time favourite literature. All in all I can say that being married doesn't seem to bad from where I was standing.

I realized that they were a variation of classic novels! "You read too?" I asked him, bewildered. He doesn't seem like one to read... "Yes, I do." Wow, I never expected... "What's your favorite book?" He then asked while I observed the various volumes on his shelf. It's an amazing collection! And did I just saw a first edition Thomas Hardy book? I started to get all hyped as I answered his question. "Pride and Prejudice! It's such a good book, Dom!" He chuckled at my excitement. My cheeks heated up. He licked his lips before speaking...

"I have nothing to lose, and everything to gain." A slow smile spread across Ghost's face, the blue light momentarily illuminating a glint of admiration in his eyes. A flicker of a plan seemed to spark in his gaze. Anya, a new recruit in the fight for freedom, knew this was just the beginning. The rebellion had a new weapon, a former slave with a thirst for vengeance and a stolen blade at her side. The fight for New Shanghai had just begun. Author: Gideon Fiadzomor Copyright protected