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.

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.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

Boy meets girl, girl falls in love, blah-blah-blah. Let me be clear with you from the beginning. This is not that kind of story. My name is Cait, and I live in the great city of New York. Okay, so maybe I've only lived here for a week and a half, sue me, but what else am I supposed to say? This strange and beautiful metropolis is my new home, or the closest thing I've probably ever had to a home, and I intend to make the most of my time here. I'm 20 years old, an ex-sophomore in college, and I'm really good at math. Obviously, I've never filled out any kind of bio before. This is my story. It's the kind of story where reality bites, love isn't always what it seems, and maybe - just maybe - everything won't suck in the end. #43 in General Fiction - 12/02/2016 #44 in Teen Fiction - 6/11/2017 _____ © Jandra Sutton. 2016. All rights reserved. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material - Followed, all content, and/or images - without express and written permission from the author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Followed is currently unpublished. For agent and publisher inquiries, please email me at jandra@jandralee.com.

Hey, my names Bailey Greene and I'm 23. No I'm not Hershel's real daughter but he considers me one. Me and Maggie have been best friends since kinder garden. My parents were abusive. Hershel found out and got full custody of me when I was 14. I pay him with everything I can do to help. Like since we are in the middle of an apocalypse, I give he and his daughters protection. Otis and me are close since me and him are always together working. Hershel and his family think the walkers are still people. But I know they are not. Otis believes me, not Hershel. Patricia, Otis' wife doesn't know what they are so she never says. One day a man named Rick brings his small shot child, Carl, to the farm saying Otis had shot him. I knew Otis, he didn't do it on purpose. He was out hunting, looking for food he could bring home. Me and him always took turns going out to get game. I learned how to use weapons and fight when I was 15. I've been training for 8 years, even in the apocalypse. So far it has become handy. Hershel doesn't like it though. What happens when Hershel allows Rick and his group stay? Will there be romance or hatred? What happens when Bailey Greene meets a badass redneck who goes by the name of Daryl Dixon? Love, Broken hearts, Desire? Bailey and Daryl are alike in many ways. How will they survive and beat the apocalypse together? NOT EDITED