"What's this?" He asked, as she placed the intricate paper ball of roses in his hand. She notice his hand didn't tighten, and was left palm open as he held the ball up towards his face, like he could see it, even though she knew he couldn't. "It's for you, I don't have a name for it though" she replied. " I hope you like it." A frown made its way onto his face, as he still held the delicate piece of paper. "I wouldn't know, I can't see it." A bit of anger in his tone. "Of course you can't see it but, you can feel it." She got a hold of his free hand and gently trace his finger tips around each slope and curve of one of the roses she had created and folded in together. His face contorted even more into a frown, but she could see that he was trying to focus, trying to visualize the ball and the rose. "See," she said proudly as she let go of his hand. "You don't need your eyes to appreciate beauty." ------ Short Story #64 Teen Fiction #274

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

[PUBLISHED UNDER POP FICTION, AN IMPRINT OF SUMMIT MEDIA] One competition, one man, twenty-five women, and a bet. Zachary Astor wanted to be the Bachelor for one purpose alone: to prove to his friends that he can ditch twenty-five women without ever looking back at any of them. But will he stand on to his words when he meets Julianne Grey, the only woman who seems to regret being in the competition? Despite what he thinks, Zachary will find his thoughts preoccupied by the weird, silent, and mysterious girl he keeps on giving a rose much to his own amazement and her disappointment.