Novel & Cerita Pride And Prejudice Special Edition

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

I don’t care if you take me to a barn for a date as long as I get to spend my time with you. You walked me to the door and when I thought that our date was over you surprised me by giving me a copy of ‘Pride and Prejudice’. You said that you were supposed to bring me flowers as per general customs but thought that I would appreciate it more and you were correct too. Now every time I read the book I will be reminded of you. I have already spent hours tracing your handwriting on the front page. Nobody has ever given me such a thoughtful gift. You have a way of making me feel special Jonathan, making me feel that although I am not perfect to the world I am still perfect to you.

“We are having a romance movie night and ordering pizza and ice cream. Be ready in 30” I can hear a chorus of cheers from upstairs and I knew I wasn’t getting out of this. Once we got all our food and dressed in PJ’s in the living room, we try to decide on a movie. I was trying to steer them towards romcom but Michelle shut that down immediately and said it was straight romance. They settled on Pride and Prejudice which is one of Willow’s favourite. She loves movies with historical aspects to them. At the end of the movie, all three girls had glassy eyes from crying. Michelle looks over to me and notices I’m stuck in my own head again.

Maddy’s POV My English literature class is raucous in their discussion of PRIDE AND PREJUDICE. The class drew a lot of female students because of professor Charlie, an attractive silver fox lecturer. He sat atop his table, coordinating the discussions. Everyone wanted to chime in on the argument of practicality vs romance. “I’m just saying…during their time it’s obvious why anyone would want to choose money over love. I don’t blame Charlotte,” one girl was saying.

Of course my day couldn't get any easier. Before I could dwell on it, a tall woman with sharp dark eyes and a neat grey blazer stepped up to the podium at the front of the hall. She tapped her pen twice against the microphone, instantly silencing the room. "Good morning, everyone," Professor Lydia Presley announced, her clear, sharp voice echoing off the high ceiling. "I apologize for the last-minute room change, but we have a heavy agenda today. We are diving straight into character motivation in Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice. Specifically, Mr. Darcy’s infamous proposal to Elizabeth Bennet, and her sharp rejection of him."

He was dressed casually, in a white tee and jeans, but even in simplicity, he exuded an air of privilege. “Can I help you?” His voice was smooth, laced with a hint of amusement. Jasmine squared her shoulders, forcing herself to meet his gaze. “I think we switched books at the library. I need mine back.” His eyebrows shot up, and a smirk played on his lips. “Oh? And which book would that be?” “Pride and Prejudice. First edition. It’s important to me.” He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms. “And you think I have it?”

Pride & Prejudice is in the public domain; however, giving credit where credit is due, it is the work of the absolutely brilliant Jane Austen. Anything you recognize is hers, the rest is mine. I'm just taking the opportunity to shake things up a bit. Or rather take the good fortune and coincidence scattered throughout the work and cranking it up a notch or three. Chapter 1

It was a bridge between his past and our present. In the center of the room stood the crib. It was mahogany, dark and rich, polished to a mirror shine. It looked sturdy enough to survive an earthquake. And above it... Above the crib hung a mobile. But not plastic animals. It was made of delicate glass stars and... pages. I walked closer. The "stars" were folded from paper. "Are those..." I reached out to touch one. "Alex, are these book pages?" "First editions," he murmured, standing behind me. "Pride and Prejudice. Jane Eyre. The Great Gatsby."

From the selection Edward could tell that the royal family was a fan of historical dramas and generally kept the selection to European content. He picked out something he vaguely recognised and checked the runtime. “Let’s watch Pride and Prejudice. It’s the only thing I know here.” They sat on the sofa and spent the next few hours watching the mini series. Edward paused the episode they were watching when he heard Sebastian’s stomach rumble. “It’s time for instant noodles,” he said.

“Tonight is a special night for me. And no, it’s not just because of the fact that we cinched a great contract with the biggest conglomerate in Europe. Tonight is a special night for me because of a special woman. Without this woman, I wouldn’t be where I am today.” My heart felt light, and the happiness which I hadn’t felt in a long time consumed me. He hadn’t forgotten. He never did. Our anniversary. My sweet sweet Dexmond. As he looked around- certain he was searching for me- I fondled my wedding ring. His present was in my purse, and I couldn’t wait to give it to him. I had gone to great lengths to acquire the wristwatch which he had coveted for a long time. I’d even emptied my savings