Wuthering Heights is a wild, passionate story of the intense and almost demonic love between Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff, a foundling adopted by Catherine's father. After Mr Earnshaw's death, Heathcliff is bullied and humiliated by Catherine's brother Hindley and wrongly believing that his love for Catherine is not reciprocated, leaves Wuthering Heights, only to return years later as a wealthy and polished man. He proceeds to exact a terrible revenge for his former miseries. The action of the story is chaotic and unremittingly violent, but the accomplished handling of a complex structure, the evocative descriptions of the lonely moorland setting and the poetic grandeur of vision combine to make this unique novel a masterpiece of English literature.

"It is better to be feared than loved" Fanfiction #4 Teen Fiction #13 Copyright © 2013, JustinsAvenger

Who knew that there was a guy that liked to work out at midnight? A hot guy. A hot, naked guy. But above all else, who knew that Gwendolyn Wilmington of all people would be the person to see him first... and not call him out on it? After coming home from a night of partying in the middle of the night, Gwen happens to pass by the exercise room on her way up to her apartment, spotting the previously mentioned guy. But, as she goes to bed that night, she tries to erase him from her mind. She tries to forget she ever saw him in all his glory, but it is to no avail, and she can't get him out of her head! So what does she do? She goes back to take another look. *Mature content* Read only if you can handle it, plox. I don't want to be the reasoning of corrupted innocent minds.