Causing immediate excitement among Mrs. Bennet and her five daughters, Mr. Bingley, a wealthy young gentleman, has rented a nearby country estate, Netherfield. He arrives in town accompanied by his fashionable sister and his good friend, Mr. Darcy. While Bingley is well-received in the community, Darcy begins his acquaintance with smug condescension and proud distaste for all the “country” people. Bingley and Jane Bennet begin to grow close despite Mrs. Bennet’s embarrassing interference and the opposition of Bingley’s sister, who considers Jane socially inferior. Elizabeth is stung by Darcy’s haughty rejection of her at a local dance and decides to match his coldness with her own wit.

Elizabeth begins a friendship with Mr. Wickham, a militia officer who has a history with Darcy. Wickham claims that Darcy seriously mistreated him. Elizabeth immediately seizes upon this information as another reason to hate Darcy. Ironically, but unbeknownst to her, Darcy finds himself gradually drawn to Elizabeth.
Just as Bingley appears to be on the point of proposing marriage to Jane, he moves away from Netherfield, leaving Jane confused and upset. Elizabeth is convinced that Bingley’s sister has conspired with Darcy to separate Jane and Bingley.

Mr. Collins, a distant relative of the Bennets, makes an unexpected visit. He is a recently ordained clergyman employed by the wealthy Lady Catherine de Bourgh. On his way to visit his patron, Collins makes a visit, intending to find a wife from among the Bennet sisters. At first, he pursues Jane; however, when Mrs. Bennet mentions she is involved with Mr. Bingley, he turns to Elizabeth. He soon proposes marriage to Elizabeth, who refuses him, much to her mother’s distress. Collins quickly recovers and proposes to Elizabeth’s close friend, Charlotte Lucas, who immediately accepts him. Their marriage takes place soon after.

In the spring, Elizabeth joins Charlotte and Mr. Collins at his parish in Kent. The parish is adjacent to Rosings Park, the grand manor of Mr. Darcy’s aunt, Lady Catherine de Bourgh, where Elizabeth is frequently invited. While calling on Lady Catherine, Mr. Darcy encounters Elizabeth. She discovers from Darcy’s cousin that it was he who separated Bingley and Jane, as she suspected. Soon after, Darcy admits his love of Elizabeth and proposes to her. Elizabeth refuses him. When he asks why she should refuse him, she confronts him with his sabotage of Bingley’s relationship with Jane and his history with Wickham. Darcy responds with a long letter justifying his actions.

Thus, everything is set up to bring to conclusion the various love affairs—happily, or perhaps unhappily. Whatever the various resolutions, Darcy, Bingley, Jane, Elizabeth, as well as others, will need to overcome their pride and prejudices if they are to find love in the midst of these uncertain and complex relationships.

Mencintai seseorang membutuhkan pengorbanan, kepercayaan, ketulusan dan nalar yang bekerja- sebagaimana pesan ini disampaikan penulis secara tersirat dalam karyanya.

Pride and prejudice sarat akan nilai dan norma sosial khas abad 19, yang menjadikan novel ini dapat dibaca oleh semua kalangan. Pedoman yang bagus pula untuk kaulah muda yang sedang dimabuk cinta! 

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This an adaptation of Austen's most famous novel, the unforgettable story of Elizabeth Bennet and Darcy. Set in a fantasy world of dungeons and magical power.
Few have failed to be charmed by the witty and independent spirit of Elizabeth Bennet in classic Pride and Prejudice. Now, this new twist on the tale gives a fantasy tone to the story.
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As I sat down on my Literature Class, my all eyes and ears ate focused infront. Lecturing about a novel entitled 'Pride and Prejudice' by Jane Austen. All must say, she is very talented, isn't she. A masterpiece I guess.

"so class, Pride and Prejudice is set primarily in the county of Hertfordshire, about 50 miles outside of London. The story centers on the the Bennet family, particularly Elizabeth. The novel opens at Longbourn, the Bennet family's estate. Mr. and Mrs. Bennet have five children: Jane, Elizabeth, Mary, Kitty, and Lydia. The family engages in a conversation about Mr. Bingley, "a single man of large fortune" who will be renting the nearby estate of Netherfield Park. Mrs. Bennet sees Mr. Bingley as a potential suitor for one of her daughters. The Bennets first meet Mr. Bingley and his companions at the Meryton Ball. The townspeople conclude that Mr. Bingley is perfectly amiable and agreeable. Meanwhile, Mr. Bingley takes an immediate liking to Jane Bennet. Mr. Bingley's friend Mr. Darcy, however, snubs Elizabeth. The community decides that Darcy is proud and disagreeable because of his reserve and his refusal to dance. Jane finds Bingley's sisters - Caroline and Mrs. Hurst - to be amiable, but Elizabeth sees them as arrogant."

My classmates are very focused infront, because like me, they are interested about the novel. Literature course, is such a suitable for me. I son't know but this one is so very refreshing. But my bubble imagination popped when my professor call me. 

" So, Ms. El Henry, please give is some of your reactions about this novel of Jane Austen". 

As I stood up, all of my classmates focused on me, waitung for my reaction about the novel. 

"Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen is such a very impression and wonderful masterpiece and timeless. Like Darcy comes to love Elizabeth sincerely by the end of the novel therefore because she is one of the only women to stand up to him and to teach him a lesson that leads to true development in his character. This builds on his earlier favourable impressions of Elizabeth to form a solid, lasting regard and love towards her."

" So you're sating effort is one the mixture of the lasting regard and love to the people like the characters situation in the Novel? " My professor ask. 

" Yes, Prof. "I agreed

" Why can you say? Support your side" 

"Lasting love has to be built on mutual regard and respect. It is about seeing the other person or other people. I am very interested in relationships and, when I watch couples,observing people sometimes in their simple eye contacts will saw the effortless love that they have. the ideal state of romantic love and without a whole lot of rational thoughts you typically attempt to secure the object of your passion by putting their wants and needs ahead of your own. It's as though you're saying to yourself: "So I can make you mine, I'll make fulfilling your desires even more important than my own." It called a selfless love. You do all of your best to fulfill the love for your partner or to other people." I feel the intensity amd more focused on my classmates because of my words. Same as my professor that nodding while I'm saying all I want to say. As I continue what I'm saying, I saw Andrei outside of our classroom but it isn't time yet. He's eyes widened and all eyes and ears on me too. I continue speaking. 

"And whether or not you're aware of it, the "deal" you're making to maximize the odds that the one who's endeared themselves to you will return this endearment involves a considerable amount of manipulation. That is, your efforts could hardly be described as disinterested. As generous in spirit as your "giving" relational stance might appear, it yet includes a crucial contingency clause. Hopeful about enamoring yourself to your beloved, you're essentially proposing a this-for-that, give-to-get, exchange. So even though to an outside observer your behavior might seem selfless or self-sacrificing, it's actually an intuitive, and quite clever, way of "captivating" someone whose value you're assessing as, well, invaluable. That's all Ma'am, Thank you" As I finished my recitation, my classmates clap their hands and gave me a thumbs up because, I don't know, jabe a point? "

" That's very impressive Ms. El Henry, but I have a last question. "my professor said. 

"What is it Ma'am?"

"Are you inlove?" 

My classmates tease me because of it and blush at the same time.

"I think, it's yes" after I answer that, my eyes flew in Andrei, waiting outside. As he saw me eyeing him, he smiled back at me. 

After that our class dismissed but my classmate started to tease me and curious about who's the lucky guy.

Nikkola El Henry is a Business Administration student who was a bully victim in her past school years. It’s because she is always been quiet and anti-social kind of person. But the truth is, she is a sweet little brat that his only one best friend knew, Andrei Del Fierro. They're always been attached only the two of us and they are okay on it, to be satisfied as be a best friend who will be by their side to be partner in crime and a guide to each other. But the truth is, Nikkola El Henrey slowly falling inlove in Andrei. 

But one time Nikkola meet her transferee classmate, Lucas. She knew that nothing's gonna happen if Nikkola tell to Andrei about her feelings so she grab the opportunity and give her attention to Lucas. 

But the time is out and the accident came. 

"Now that the breaking dawn is now infront of me, in exactly where we started are journey, may you remind my heart that you'd loved me once. Even it's only one time, I must say... I love you as you can imagined" - Nikola El Henry

As I sat down on my Literature Class, my all eyes and ears ate focused infront. Lecturing about a novel entitled 'Pride and Prejudice' by Jane Austen. All must say, she very talented, isn't she. A masterpiece I guess.

"so class, Pride and Prejudice is set primarily in the county of Hertfordshire, about 50 miles outside of London. The story centers on the the Bennet family, particularly Elizabeth. The novel opens at Longbourn, the Bennet family's estate. Mr. and Mrs. Bennet have five children: Jane, Elizabeth, Mary, Kitty, and Lydia. The family engages in a conversation about Mr. Bingley, "a single man of large fortune" who will be renting the nearby estate of Netherfield Park. Mrs. Bennet sees Mr. Bingley as a potential suitor for one of her daughters. The Bennets first meet Mr. Bingley and his companions at the Meryton Ball. The townspeople conclude that Mr. Bingley is perfectly amiable and agreeable. Meanwhile, Mr. Bingley takes an immediate liking to Jane Bennet. Mr. Bingley's friend Mr. Darcy, however, snubs Elizabeth. The community decides that Darcy is proud and disagreeable because of his reserve and his refusal to dance. Jane finds Bingley's sisters - Caroline and Mrs. Hurst - to be amiable, but Elizabeth sees them as arrogant."

My classmates are very focused infront, because like me, they are interested about the novel. Literature course, is such a suitable for me. I son't know but this one is so very refreshing. But my bubble imagination popped when my professor call me. 

" So, Ms. El Henry, please give is some of your reactions about this novel of Jane Austen". 

As I stood up, all of my classmates focused on me, waitung for my reaction about the novel. 

"Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen is such a very impression and wonderful masterpiece and timeless. Like Darcy comes to love Elizabeth sincerely by the end of the novel therefore because she is one of the only women to stand up to him and to teach him a lesson that leads to true development in his character. This builds on his earlier favourable impressions of Elizabeth to form a solid, lasting regard and love towards her."

" So you're sating effort is one the mixture of the lasting regard and love to the people like the characters situation in the Novel? " My professor ask. 

" Yes, Prof. "I agreed

" Why can you say? Support your side" 

"Lasting love has to be built on mutual regard and respect. It is about seeing the other person or other people. I am very interested in relationships and, when I watch couples,observing people sometimes in their simple eye contacts will saw the effortless love that they have. the ideal state of romantic love and without a whole lot of rational thoughts you typically attempt to secure the object of your passion by putting their wants and needs ahead of your own. It's as though you're saying to yourself: "So I can make you mine, I'll make fulfilling your desires even more important than my own." It called a selfless love. You do all of your best to fulfill the love for your partner or to other people." I feel the intensity amd more focused on my classmates because of my words. Same as my professor that nodding while I'm saying all I want to say. As I continue what I'm saying, I saw Andrei outside of our classroom but it isn't time yet. He's eyes widened and all eyes and ears on me too. I continue speaking. 

"And whether or not you're aware of it, the "deal" you're making to maximize the odds that the one who's endeared themselves to you will return this endearment involves a considerable amount of manipulation. That is, your efforts could hardly be described as disinterested. As generous in spirit as your "giving" relational stance might appear, it yet includes a crucial contingency clause. Hopeful about enamoring yourself to your beloved, you're essentially proposing a this-for-that, give-to-get, exchange. So even though to an outside observer your behavior might seem selfless or self-sacrificing, it's actually an intuitive, and quite clever, way of "captivating" someone whose value you're assessing as, well, invaluable. That's all Ma'am, Thank you" As I finished my recitation, my classmates clap their hands and gave me a thumbs up because, I don't know, jabe a point? "

" That's very impressive Ms. El Henry, but I have a last question. "my professor said. 

"What is it Ma'am?"

"Are you inlove?" 

My classmates tease me because of it and blush at the same time.

"I think, it's yes" after I answer that, my eyes flew in Andrei, waiting outside. As he saw me eyeing him, he smiled back at me. 

After that our class dismissed but my classmate started to tease me and curious about who's the lucky guy.

Nikkola El Henry is a Business Administration student who was a bully victim in her past school years. It’s because she is always been quiet and anti-social kind of person. But the truth is, she is a sweet little brat that his only one best friend knew, Andrei Del Fierro. They're always been attached only the two of us and they are okay on it, to be satisfied as be a best friend who will be by their side to be partner in crime and a guide to each other. But the truth is, Nikkola El Henrey slowly falling inlove in Andrei. 

But one time Nikkola meet her transferee classmate, Lucas. She knew that nothing's gonna happen if Nikkola tell to Andrei about her feelings so she grab the opportunity and give her attention to Lucas. 

Lucas is a Filipino-American boy who has feeling in Nikkola and he tried to be close in Nikkola. Because Nikkola is a girl who don’t have many friends, she grab it. They are transformed to be a close friends. They attache to each other and Nikkola's time for Andrei is slowly fading but not her love for him. Thus, she already fall inlove to him. 

But the time is out and the accident came. 

"Now that the breaking dawn is now infront of me, in exactly where we started are journey, may you remind my heart that you'd loved me once. Even it's only one time, I must say... I love you as you can imagined" - Nikola El Henry

I was trying to think of how many different ways a (romantic) love relationship in a story can be packaged, and what was most commonly seen in stories. Though I know there are more than five approaches (I found a blog post that listed 13, though some overlap with my list), here are five that came to my mind:

1. Young Love


Peeta-and-Katniss
This is an affection that starts when the characters are young, like Peeta was five when he first noticed Katniss,  or like Rudy's care for Liesel in The Book Thief. I don't think a real, devoted love can actually start when one is five, but then again, I don't know what the magic age would be. However, I still find this premise very cute in general.

"Well Peeta, we know, from our days in the cave, that it was love at first sight for you from what, age five?" Caesar says.

"From the moment I laid eyes on her," says Peeta. (The Hunger Games)

2. Friendship That Turns Into Love


emma&knightley
I also love it when two friends in a story, especially if they're best friends or childhood friends (again going somewhat with the idea of young love) fall in love. I think a classic example of this is Emma and Knightley in Emma. They've known each other for most all their lives, but it takes time for both of them to both fall in love and to realize it.

It darted through her with the speed of an arrow that Mr. Knightley must marry no one but herself! (Emma)

3. Resistant Love


DarcyLizzy

Jane Austen also made this a classic love relationship found in stories with Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth in Pride and Prejudice, as well as with Marianne and Colonel Brandon in Sense and Sensibility. I also enjoy this type of story because it creates such great tension. I was going to call this "antagonistic love," but sometimes you can be friends with someone and still resist the thought of being with them for one reason or another.

"From the very beginning— from the first moment, I may almost say— of my acquaintance with you, your manners, impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form the groundwork of disapprobation on which succeeding events have built so immovable a dislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry." (Elizabeth, Pride and Prejudice)

4. Insta-Love (AKA Love at First Sight)


Film Review Les Miserables

Generally, this one frustrates me. I guess it may sound hypocritical to like young love stories of Peeta vying for Katniss at five and not love at first sight stories that take place years later, but at least as a child has several years to make up their mind if they actually love the person. So for teens and adults I tend to not find these insta-love situations not realistic or enjoyable, but for some reason I had next to no problem with Marius and Cosette and the 2012 Les Miserables film. Now, I will acknowledge that I have heard that in the book they have more of a relationship, but I have actually not read the book. I did, however, see the 1998 film, which doesn't include as much of the story as the 2012 film, but somehow better develops Marius and Cosette's relationship, so maybe that helped me not be as prejudiced towards it. Who knows, maybe it's because they sing the entire movie and I just accept everything because it was so beautifully done. I can't think of any good examples from books where I really accepted it. Does anyone else have one?


marius

5. Unrequited Love


jo&laurie

Laurie for Jo, Gale for Katniss, Rudy for Liesel, Harriet for Mr. Elton, Eponine for Marius, the list goes on… these are the stingers, when someone loves somebody and they just don't love them back. It makes our soul ache, especially when we would have loved to see them as a couple. Or sometimes you know they wouldn't be a good couple and you're relieved! But you still probably feel at least a little bad. There are also a couple of great and tragic examples of this from the show Babylon 5 that I really want to share, but I don't want to spoil the show, so just go watch all five seasons and then we'll chat about it. Instead, I leave you with a quote from the show…

"All love is unrequited, Stephen. All of it

Pride and Prejudice, romantic novel by Jane Austen, published anonymously in three volumes in 1813. A classic of English literature, written with incisive wit and superb character delineation, it centres on the turbulent relationship between Elizabeth Bennet, the daughter of a country gentleman, and Fitzwilliam Darcy, a rich aristocratic landowner

This book is based on a true story, the names have been changed in order to protect the identities of the characters in it, it is not one of those stories you know and this is a tale of a real romance that happened.

Names of places have been changed as well but if you are out there reading this story, I just wish that you felt every emotion there is that is written in it.

This story is entirely a singular tale that narrates the events of the subject from one point of view in that we look from the eye of the fighter who saw so much and interpreted every emotion differently and individually.

It trails from romance to violence, closeted behaviour to pride, prejudice and persecution, sacrifice, hate, obsession and even severe identity crisis.

This all happened in a close time frame and is a story of a person that I deeply honor and learnt to respect not because he was different but because he was the greatest fighter I have ever known.

This is a boyxboy novel and is a record of events, it is entirely high school but this will not certainly be the only book, other books will come up with time.

I hope that you can support this story and I hope that whoever you are, wherever you are, it can touch you forever. Please vote, comment and follow, no editing will be necessary because this is an exact record of events.

I hope that you can bear with me and I will accept even general comments at the end of this book. Thank you.

Sincerely
Soren Diagle.

All my life, no one ever made me happy, no one ever seemed perfect enough for me to die for, no one looked more handsome than him and there is no one I was willing to give up everything for like him

I dearly loved and cherished him more than anything else, he had the most handsome brown eyes and the best physique, leaving all that aside, I knew his heart, he was my first everything, my first date, my first kiss and my first love, my joy and comfort, all of it, he was the one.



Based on a true story



"When a man is in love or in debt, someone else has the advantage." ~ Bill Balance
The dinner had not been graceful, Della couldn't wait to go away when she had realized that Andre was joining them. There were awkward stares and glares, Andre talked to his son. She talked to Amber about the baby, sometimes Daniel talked to Andre and Leondre but at no time did Andre and Della talk directly. Andre was mad, as selfish as it sounded. He was mad that Della was with Leith, she had not said anything to him when he fingered her senseless. He wondered if she had already been with Leith in that manor. Andre thought Leith seemed suspicious but he wouldn't say anything because he didn't want to seem jealous. Amber and Daniel had been on engrossed on their baby talk that they didn't see the tension between Andre and Adela. When it ended they were both glad. It seemed Andre was giving up, he thought he would win her back but it had already been hard as it is. He would continue fighting for her but not if she wasn't fighting for their love either-
He had made a promise to his son that he would reunite their family and they would be a big happy family and Della would even give Leo a little sister.
Della made her way into Starbucks, it was early and very busy. After taking a sip of her latte, she scanned the room for an empty seat. She wanted to have a peaceful morning that included her reading some novel and not thinking about her life and worries. She continued scanning the room until her eyes reached a certain male. He seemed to be concentrated on the novel he was reading. He had a lot of tattoos, they intrigued her a lot.
It was weird, men with tattoos didn't read novels in Starbucks or maybe she was taking this way into context. She had to admit he was handsome, even while his facing the table, from her angle she thought he was breathtaking.
"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" Della approached the man giving him a warm smile. He didn't raise his head for a few minutes, she knew what that was like-
have you ever been so infatuated with a book that when people talk to you, you tell yourself this is the last line or paragraph I'm reading then you can have my attention.
Her breath hitched when he turned to look at her. He had amazing forest green eyes, there was of course something about him. She sensed danger but she liked it.
"And if I said it is, will you go away?" He said with a serious face. She was suddenly nervous, she regretted even walking to this table.
"I'm sorry, I will just-" She turned away but he stopped her with a chuckle.
She was taken aback, he had a beautiful smile. It gave her goosebumps, she had only felt like this around Andre, this was weird. She had not felt this giddy like a teenager in a long time.
"You don't take jokes, I see." He stood up, pulling the chair for Della to seat, such a gentleman after all... she thought.
"In my defence, you looked dead serious-" she giggled taking a sip of her vanilla latte. He stopped admiring and taking in every essence of her beauty. She had the cutest giggle and the way her hazel brown eyes almost closed shut when she smiled widely.
"Is there something on my face-" Della stopped laughing as soon as she realized the stranger was staring.
"Yeah, it's beauty." He smirked at her and she blushed. That was the cheeses thing she had ever heard from anyone.
"What are you reading?" She asked.
"Pride and Prejudice." He said with a grin.
"That's one of my favourite books. Mr. Darcy-" She squirmed. Her eyes flashed with happiness whenever she talked to about her favourite worldly possessions.
"Yeah, I just recently started reading it." He sipped on his black coffee.
"Well then I don't want to spoil all the fun from you." Della smiled holding her cup with both hands. Loving the warmth even though it wasn't that cold outside, it was a habit.
"That would be appreciated, pretty lady." He added and she blushed.
"So do you stay around here?" She asked trying to change the conversation.
"Yeah, I'm here on business. I reside in Los Angeles." He said in a calmer husky voice for the first time in her life she didn't think about Andre. In fact she was so smitten she had even imagined how this attractive male looked without clothes. He was muscular but not too muscular, Andre was the same but without tattoos. He was clean because his mommy wouldn't like if he did-
she instantly felt bad for mocking him.
"What about you?" He questioned his eyes piercing right into hers, she felt her cheeks blush.
"I'm stay around here." She said flatly.
"You don't sound happy about it?" He said in a comforting voice.
"New York is well New York. I grew up here, will probably die here." She said in a none enthusiastic voice.
"Nothing is stopping you from moving anywhere." He paused giving her a sinister smile that made her heart jump up and down in its rib cage.
"Do you realize we can change our lives anytime we want like you can just go ahead and quit your job, start a new one, stop eating meat, start running every morning, quit smoking, start smoking, shave your hair off, tell that person you hate them, confess your love to someone and kiss them unexpectedly, move to a new city, a new country, learn a new language ; like why the fuck not !!" The stranger said passionately, like a lover of life full of positivist.
"It's not even about money, it's about having the guts to do it." He smirked.
"I like your theories on life and living. Tell me more-" She said listening attentively.
Be continued to tell her more about living your dreams and not caring what anybody thought. You could even go as far as sleeping with loads of men and not care about how society expects a women to live. He thought it was quite idiotic how men get to sleep around and are worshiper for it but women cant-
the stranger mentioned sex being the most amazing feel in the world. He thought it was one thing everyone should experience every once in a while even if you wake up in the morning full of regret. He mentioned living in the moment, not planning for anything but just letting everything go by each moment. He said he had witnessed many people die in his short life span and he knew you could be dead in less than a minute and forgotten in less than a week after your burial ; life continued. He lived like he would be shot dead tomorrow, he mentioned that even if he had died on that spot he wouldn't care, he had lived and most importantly-
"I like you pretty lady, even if we never see each other again just know you caught my attention."?
- he had confessed to liking someone who he had just met a few minutes ago. Everything he said intrigued Della, he seemed passionate when he talked about life, danger and death like he knew it all. When he mentioned witnessing a lot of deaths, she wanted to ask if he was a doctor or worked in the hospital but she decided to let him continue..
"Spencer?" Someone called. Della was shocked to see Leith holding his copy of Pride and Prejudice standing right in front of them.
"Leith-" Spencer replied through gritted teeth. The two men seemed to be communicating in a secret code way.
"You know each other?" Della asked surprised,?what a small world.
"Yes, kind of." Spencer replied feeling uneasy. "What are you doing-" Spencer paused. "Here with your copy of pride and Prejudice... this isn't a book club you know.." Spencer deadpanned.
"I'm shocked you even know how to read, Spencer-" Leith retorted, the tension was thick enough to be seen in thin air.
"All I love reading, I read all the time. I'm just surprised you care about my hobbies." Spencer rolled his sleeves.
"Uhm it seems you are more than just acquaintances.." Della said feeling awkward. Leith growled before composing himself.
"Well I had came here to buy my coffee and maybe engulf myself in some stories about Mr. Darcy when I saw you and decided to greet you but it seems you found a new reading buddy-" Leith said in a composed stature while sorely glaring at Spencer.
"But your book looks pretty new and also I think Mr. Darcy is the only character you know-" Spencer said in an arrogant voice. He had read Pride and Prejudice multiple times, he lied so he could catch Della in a conversation as desperate as it sounds. Spencer read all the time, he had a shelf of literature that he would spend his time reading whenever Garreth didn't need him. He loved Garreth like a father, when Garreth had picked him up from the streets at sixteen and took him in even when his wife thought it was a bad idea. Garreth paid for him to go to business school so he could manage the Mafia businesses, Garreth cleaned him up well and he would always be thankful to him. In other words he was the heir before Garreth heard about having a daughter.
"I know many characters, shut up Spencer ! I'm the one who has a father who owns a publishing company." Leith stomped his feet like six year old Leondre, Della and Spencer stifled a laugh. This was a grown man stomping his feet in front of a couple having their coffee in the middle of Starbucks, it looked very wrong to other people who weren't aware of the situation.
"I didn't say you weren't but that's your father's publishing company not yours buddy." Spencer added only making Leith lose it.
"I'm leaving, Adela I will give you a call." He said abruptly leaving. When he reached outside where Adela and Spencer couldn't see him, he threw the novel in the near by trash can. Garreth's advise was shitty, Spencer had taken it for himself.
Now he would have to try Romeo and Juliet, he thought. He couldn't mess this up, Garreth would snap his fingers and send them to his father that was what the English Mafia was known for. It was their signature move. Garreth McCarthy as the Don and Spencer as the Capo they were a dangerous combination. He didn't understand what Spencer was doing with Adela-
He had to deal with the billionaire ex-husband now he has time deal with bloody Spencer.



One day she had been moaning and squirming under her husbands chest as he made love to her every chance he got. The next thing he was telling her that he didn't love her. The press wrote all sorts of stories about how she cheated with Andre's business partners. Jeanine (Andre's mother) had thrown her out like a dog. It all seemed like a life time ago but she learnt to forgive and move on. She didn't have any grudge against them. Everything happened for a reason and maybe this was her fate. She just wanted to give her son the best life she could possible.

Trisha came to look for me. When we reached the entrance of the campus Avika and Riya were already waiting. We had a joyous and stress-free day outside. As we had some delicious snacks and lovely desserts it felt bliss to us. Since we ate distasteful food for so long our tongues were robbed of the taste buds.
After trying out various outfits Riya and Avika selected a few. 

It was 5 in the evening when we came back. Sun has yet to set. After resting for a few minutes I turned to ask Avi about hitting the gym as we had lots of desserts today and didn't go in the morning. But as I approached her she was in a deep sleep. I tucked her in the light blanket and she snuggled to it with a content smile. 

Smiling I wore my activewear and sports shoes. As Avika wasn't with me I decided to run. Attaching my earphones I began to run. Music blasted in and my mood uplifted. There were many people in the garden. Players practising their games, girls chatting around, couples sitting quietly gazing the horizon or exchanging sweet promises while the sun was going to set. I decided to sit quietly in some place after running two laps.

After 15 minutes I completed my workout and sat in a good place to admire the sunset. Looking at the serenity of the scene I thought of a few words, not that good but apt for my mood and scene.

"Everyday when a day ends
It feels so relaxing to me
Every emotion blends
Sometimes merry sometimes gloomy
Sunset is beautiful
As it marks that the day is finally ending"

I sat there thinking nothing. Just staring at the sunset and breathing deeply. Sort of meditation. Sun sat at last. Sky still contained few hues before turning all dark. Breathing for the last few times, it was the time to get up. 

"Hey, are you okay?"

I jumped in surprise with a sudden sound. I noticed it was Avika. I thought that if it would be a movie it was the perfect time when Mr.President shows up. These coincidences often happen between the lead actors. Not that I was thinking we were the main leads.

"Yeah, just enjoying my quality time. You woke up sleepy head?" I said.

She sat beside me. 
"I was looking for you and assumed you would be working out as you are not a morning person, next possible place was the library." She said.

"You know there is a thing called a mobile phone, dummy." I laughed flashing my phone towards her.

"Tch, I know that. Just my phone ran out of battery after our outing and I slept soon after I came." She said making some faces.

"Come on let's go, it's getting darker." I stood up and pulled her up with me.

Next few days flew very fast. I continued to follow my schedule dutifully. In Psychology, we were taught so many things that fascinated me. The working of our mind is truly a miracle. Today was the day we had to present our papers at the Literary Club. After lunch, Trisha and I went together. Today I reached earlier.
I had seen Mr.President from afar a few times. He was present most of the time in the library as he said earlier. Idiot Sourav didn't disturb me any further as the librarian was always there. She talked happily with me each time I issued books. I had seen him playing basketball in mornings when I get a chance to work out. 

We had settled down and Trisha told me about Korean-dramas she had watched. I used to watch Korean-dramas and Chinese dramas. Here however I don't get time at all. We talked happily until everybody came in. As we were 14 members everybody read their papers. When Mr.President started I was happy that he liked the book. Every book has got it's the charm. It ended pretty well and everybody got a glimpse of other's capabilities. 

We got to know that the drama is set on the novel Pride and Prejudice. It was a beautiful romance novel by author Jane Austen. It was one of my favourite classic books. It was the story in which Elizabeth overcomes her prejudice and Mr.Darcy does his pride and then both surrenders themselves in love. I was very excited about it. Normally I heard colleges play Romeo and Juliet as a drama but this is really great. I do want to see the casts and hopefully, their actions would be top-notch. I want to see the characters brought to life. Many of us have read the novel here and was a squeal of delight when we heard about it.

As we discussed we were told to meet the Drama Club. Trisha and I walked towards the drama club as we wanted to meet Avika and Riya. While Avika was a dancer, Riya was a singer. They both aren't going to participate in the drama but will be there during the meeting just to see the preparations. 
When we reached we started talking and joking with each other. 

"Manya?" I heard someone call. I turned and saw Mr.President calling me over while he was talking to two people there.

"See she is the one I told you about." Is he serious? No, I don't want to act at all. Maybe I would like to do some work but no acting. I admit I had done some acting in my high school days but this was too much.

"Please excuse us for a moment," I said to them and dragged him away. 

"Did I tell you to recommend to me?" I said.

"No, but on Saturday I asked, you didn't deny either." He said with an expression that seemed annoying to me.

"Please tell them I'm not going to participate in the drama." 

"Why?"

"Because it's MY decision," I growled 

"Okay, don't get mad. I didn't say anything I just told them how nicely you have written your assignment paper. I told them that you could assist me in screenwriting. If you want to act that's another story." He said, totally cool. So that's what he was talking about. Screenwriting is the thing I would enjoy but still,

"But still, you should have told me before you were planning to do so," I said

"I'm sorry," he said so sincerely that I felt guilty.

"I want to apologize too as I was too rash," I said biting my lips.

"So are we cool?" He asked softly.

"Yeah. Well, is the post of screenwriter's assistant is still open?" 

"No, someone took it." He said

"Who?" I asked

"Some girl named Manya Verma." We laughed. 

"Do you agree?" He asked.

I contemplated for a moment. Screenwriting would be good, it's my favourite novel and I don't have to do most of the work what more a lazy soul like me desires?
"Yup, I agree," I said

We walked back together and he told them about him being the screenwriter and me being the assistant.
I wanted Avika to try out the auditions but she is in dance which requires a lot of time and energy. As this fest programme's responsibility was Drama Club's they are already divided into several groups and at last very fewer people were left in performing actual drama part. 

As the fest was approaching at the end of mid- August we had time in our hands. Even though the script has to be ready early. Mr.President and I decided to work in the library the next few days as we shortened the entire drama into 30 minutes. 

Today since he called me over I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to my friends. I followed him everywhere. A few minutes later everybody started departing. I got a message from Riya saying they are returning to their practice and Trisha is accompanying them. I sighed and maybe the person beside me mistook it for boredom or tiredness because he flashed me an apologetic smile. He then quickly wrapped up the conversation and led me to the cafeteria.

He told me to order whatever I like, but this was college cafeteria and not a very good place to order 'whatever I like'. Anyway, I didn't want to eat my regular sandwich so I ordered some french fries after asking him if he would help me finish it and a cup of coffee. He too ordered a coffee.

We sat in the same place as the other day.
While sitting he said.

"Next time it wouldn't be this cafeteria." I laughed at this.

"I don't know in which year you are studying," I said thinking carefully.

"You really didn't pay attention to the first day, did you?" He asked.

I was really embarrassed.
"Yeah, I didn't. After the library incident, I felt dejected for a long time and I bear grudges so I didn't pay attention." I said truthfully.

"Bearing grudges, I'll remember that." He chuckled.

"Will you tell me or not," I asked

"Let's do this again. Our introductions." He said and then continued.
"Hello, my name is Vihaan Kashyap and I'm a third-year student here. Hobbies are playing basketball, reading books and listening to music."

"I'm Manya Verma, nice to meet you. I'm a first-year student here. Hobbies are reading, dancing, painting, listening to music and watching movies and dramas." I said mimicking him.

"You paint and dance too?" He asked surprised. This surprise didn't offend me, rather I wanted to tell him more. 

"Yeah. I love cooking. Baking at that." I said.

"You cook too? Would this lowly creature someday would have the fortune to taste your cooking?" He said

"Yes, you could as you aren't any lowly creature but my esteemed senior. But I don't know how and when." I said.

I know he is just joking but my silly heart sped when he said he would like to taste my cooking. Our order had arrived he went to the counter to bring things over.

"Have you read Pride and Prejudice?" He asked.

"Yes," I nodded enthusiastically. Now things will get interesting as I'll get to write (or help in writing, whatever) dialogues of Elizabeth and Mr.Darcy.

A girl with a past she couldn't let go. Once cheerful and chirpy, she began to question her values, intention and even existence.

"God? Have you kept me here just to feel immense guilt each moment I breathe?" She asked, voice breaking and trembling in between her sobs as she tried to compose herself.

After suffering she regained her will to live but still didn't overcome completely. Will the arrival of her soulmate relieve her or will she lose this opportunity too?

Some authors in chat talked about a book's worth. 

Most agreed that its value depends on the readers' willingness to pay for a novel. And the most selling here in WN are romance and h e n t a i.

Honestly, it is true in a sense that most authors who don't write these two genres or have the general audience receive lesser income to none. However, there are also other genres that are popular.

What saddening is that a story which has no s** will be buried deep in the list of books.

One time, a person told me that he won't read books without s**. I think you understand what I mean.

Sad... 

Those good literary authors will just choose Amazon. I totally agree with that.

But, is that what really makes a book valuable? So, the authors will just resort to writing stories with s**  since most will welcome it.

I feel sad if it is.

I've been reading and watching epic and classic stories like Mary Poppins, The Twelve Kingdoms, Fushigi Yuugi, The Vision of Escaflowne, Star Wars, Anne of Green Gables, Pride and Prejudice, Little Women, and others. 

These are great books but I'm not sure if the new generation is still reading them.

Hoping they are.

So, what is the worth of a writer? Of a person's storyteller's heart and creativity?

Will it just be buried deep in isolation? Will it just be following the flow of readership and abandon its desire to produce good stories?

I disagree. We still love good stories. There are still more readers who love good reads. In fact, these type of stories are more engaging and imploring. Those epic stories won't be called epic if no one reads them anymore. They are classified as such because their worth is beyond trends.

They simply go against the flow and create a tsunami, leaving people awestruck.

That is the type of book I want to write. I prefer to be remembered as an author who writes good stories without compromising the principles I believe.

Don't get me wrong. There are still good books with a bit of those s** things out there that you can read. But they don't focus on those scenes but on the story itself.

I am a person who never follows trends. And I care less what people call me. I will rather be true to myself than to follow the crowd and lose my self-respect.

In my opinion, the worth of a story is not only on the business side but also on how much heart and effort the author gives to his/her books.

To authors: Let us enjoy writing good stories. Let us be proud of what we write for not everyone can be authors. And not all writers can finish a book. The truth, most books here are unfinished.

To readers: Support good books and give the authors that confidence to continue writing good stories. Without your support, the authors might give up. If no one read good stories, then there's no point on writing one. But I believe most readers still love those type of books.
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Inspirational Quotes for Authors:

"I try to create sympathy for my characters, then turn the monsters loose." — Stephen King

"If you can tell stories, create characters, devise incidents, and have sincerity and passion, it doesn't matter a damn how you write." — Somerset Maugham

"Any man who keeps working is not a failure. He may not be a great writer, but if he applies the old-fashioned virtues of hard, constant labor, he'll eventually make some kind of career for himself as writer." — Ray Bradbury

"I have been successful probably because I have always realized that I knew nothing about writing and have merely tried to tell an interesting story entertainingly." — Edgar Rice Burroughs

"The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story." — Ursula K. Le Guin
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Inspirational Quotes for Readers:

"Whenever you read a good book, somewhere in the world a door opens to allow in more light."
–Vera Nazarian

"Make it a rule never to give a child a book you would not read yourself." —George Bernard Shaw

"Great books help you understand, and they help you feel understood." — John Green

"The only important thing in a book is the meaning that it has for you." —W. Somerset Maugham

Books can be dangerous. The best ones should be labeled "This could change your life."
–Helen Exley

Have a good and fruitful day.

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