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It looked almost ordinary, which somehow made it more unsettling. Jane leaned closer immediately, curiosity winning over caution like it always did with her. She released my hand and carefully lifted the book off my chest, settling it between her palms like it might bite if mishandled. “It is English,” she said after a quick scan. Then her brows pulled together. “But… this is strange.” Sammy shifted beside the bed, impatience tightening his shoulders. “Does it even matter who wrote it. Just read the bloody content.” Jane shot him a look but did not argue. She cleared her throat and started reading from the beginning, her voice steady, analytical, stripping emotion away as if that would make

Audrey didn’t quite understand him, “what do you mean?” Nathan’s lips curved into a mocking smile as he sat up, “I was thinking there was a book for the likes of you but it seems you don’t have it” She heaved a sigh, he was Making mockery of her again. “I have Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, 1991. I also have Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston, 2019,Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, 1813. And Seven Days in June by Tia Williams which was written two years ago then I also have love hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood which was also written two years ago”

Jane purses her lips as she looks at the pictures, tilting her head to side when she realized something was not right. She fixed the earphone as she heard the static signal of the line, followed by the voice of Austin calling her. "Squirrel? Are you in position?" Austin asked over the line, followed by a short radio static. Jane gape at the gun tightly before answering. "Yes," she said and look at the surrounding. She can smell the wreck of alcohol, potent smell of the drugs and burnt cigarettes. Her brows furrowed as she walks to the closed door, she can hear the faint and terrified cries of ladies and laugh of men inside. She gritted her teeth when she realized that they're probably enjoyi

Cynthia "Where's Riley and Jane?" Aaron smiled and winked at me before opening the white wooden door to a fuming and fire spitting Jane. She looked totally put off with her curly hair all disheveled and all over her face. Her face had the ugliest scowl as she glared at me and Aaron like we were stealing her store and not just trying a dress. “Hello, Janey!” Aaron greeted her although I could only see his back but at this point, I knew him. I knew currently he was smirking at her but it was fake and inside he was just hanging by a thread.

The meal is delicious and filling, making me feel rather drowsy. Despite my tiring day, I am not quite ready for bed, so when Taylor heads to his study, I curl up on the couch in front of the wood-burning stove. I find the book I have been reading on the app on my phone and turn on some Third Eye Blind, marvelling at all the technology in one small device, once again. I am soon engrossed in Jane Eyre, despite having read the book numerous times. I must have fallen asleep on the couch as I find myself in Taylor's arms as he carries me into the bedroom. "What time is it?" I whisper into his chest.

POV: Juliana Capulet The leather-bound copy of Jane Eyre felt like contraband in Juliana's hands as she curled deeper into the window seat of her tower bedroom. Outside, the manicured gardens of the Capulet compound stretched toward the Pacific coastline, beautiful and pristine as a postcard. Inside, the walls of her gilded cage pressed closer every day. "I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will." Charlotte Brontë's words burned across the page like a challenge.

Then the thought of the woman massaging me is actually a Brown Wolf, a wolf whose gift includes reading memories through touch struck me like stars colliding with one another. I have been thinking of me and Tyler’s steamy encounter at the sauna earlier. Did she also read it? I just swallowed my embarrassment. I shove my shamefulness deep down in that pit of nothingness inside me. Jane kept on massaging me, enough to lull me into sleep. “I’m sleepy…” I mumbled to the air as soon as I let the yawn escape from my mouth. *** I woke up to feel something digging in my ears. I opened my eyes and Meah is standing beside a woman I cannot discern, holding an ear bud with a very long stem.

Jane felt the urge to stay right there and keep studying those pictures especially the one of the young master, she had never seen anyone so handsome and godlike in her life, not even the models in the magazine and TV looked that good, she wanted to continue when she heard her phone ringing, she quickly stepped outside the main house to pick up the call

Eva’s face flushed and she smiled “T-thank you” “Alright, I know her reasons for coming but she came with you, how may I be of help?” Jayne started to explain what she needed to Everest. After a while, Everest and Jayne went to work. Eva looked around the library while they were busy. She was walking through the aisles when her eyes fell on a book, she walked towards the Shelf and picked it up.

I yelled out, more of a rebuke of his lasting presence in my head, than of the figure behind the door. Not long after his departing footsteps fell on the floor with a heavy thud, I heard an ecstatic voice downstairs. Since the maids were all gone. I could only make a guess…that blonde Lucifer. I searched for a book in one of my luggages that held the books that formed my mini library, and dug out Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice.