Sensibility Stories

A story about friendship of a fairy and a witch...abhi and Praghya.....who are class fellows....

je suis nee...

These are short poems for everyone's life.

In this case, Elinor is sensible girl. ... In other words, this novel favors sense more than sensibility. Thus, the moral lesson of the novel is that it is prudent to behave sensibly, but it is reckless or even dangerous to give up oneself to the excess of sensibility.... Chaz@.....

Maysara Ahmed is a 19 year old Muslim Egyptian-American girl living in California with her family. After her best friend becomes her sister in law, her entire world changes. Amira, Maysara's sister in law, has cousins, who end up being the perfect husbands for Maysara, and her other best friend, Tesneem. This story is written in the POV of each major character. This will be an Islamic love story you don't want to miss out on!

A collection of poems based around whatever was running through my mind at the time. Whether it be my life experiences or just a dumb idea I thought of. Feel free to hop around to whatever poem catches your eye, they vary widely in tone and theme. I'm a brand new writer so the poems may not be the best to start out but that's what practice is for I guess. I hope you enjoy

The evolution of a girl whose heart has been broken.

Set in 1800s England. Edith is a beautiful, kind country girl who longs for love. Her affections often being too easily given. When a few different gentlemen enter her life around the same time, she feels torn in every direction. Will she learn to guard her affections? Will she find a love she never knew? Who will win her heart forever? Turn the page to find her destiny.

This is for those who wish to read Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice but find the old English it is written in to be too confusing and difficult to understand. This book contains the same story as a regular Pride and Prejudice book, but is 'translated' into a language everyone can understand.

Margaret Dashwood, sister to Marianne and Elinor, is eighteen and as headstrong and flirtatious as her wild auburn curls. It's winter in the English countryside, and since the sucessful marriages of her sisters and her own introduction to proper society, Margaret can hardly wait to be in the very middle of the gay parties, balls, and dances among the wealthiest of the best families. There's the handsome Winston Steele - the yougest brother of the former Lucy Steele- a dashing naval officer whom everyone believes to be Margaret's best match, James Marching, the little-boy-turned-man who occupied the best of her childhood memories, and Nielson Meadows, a mysterious and charming newcomer to Devonshire to who Margaret finds herself drawn to. As the winter season unfolds, a whirlwind of news, revelations, feelings, and scandal cause the state of the smallest Dashwood's marital hand to become a greater unsolved puzzle - even to her.

This poetry series comprises of poems that reflect the concerns of a grown up woman on various issues that affect her. Note the pictures are from google. No copyrights infringement intended!

Colonel Brandon never imagined loving someone other than his old love, Eliza, he had never thought it possible. Every ounce of his heart belonged to the woman he had lost, and yet all of that fell away the moment he crossed paths with (Y/N) Dashwood. " oh, my dear, when a thing loves, it is infinite. " [ colonel christopher brandon x dashwood sister!reader ]

The story of a peculiar girl who finds that there's a place where she belongs. And maybe she won't leave anymore. This is just a short sweet story.

𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 '𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗆𝗌' 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋.

Intended for a younger audience, this humorous story based on truth endeavours to share a day in the life of a senior couple; it's purpose is didactic. In the protagonist's life, the completion of ordinary tasks presents a challenge the youth cannot comprehend. Nor do they wish to. But if life has one lesson for us it is to see our existence through a prism of experience and humour. The first is never sought. It merely exists from the moment we are laid in a cradle. Humour, on the other hand, is essentially taught in order to have meaning and it must inevitably be realized through self-actualization.

A poetic soul's the last one to leave the lullaby.