"Good light to you, Ras-Far," Es-Trall greeted without turning away from his occupation. "I heard your steps coming up my stairs--there is no one who walks quite the way you do."This was the only person in all the lands, with the exception of the queen, who dared to use such familiarity with his ...
Andrews 3 The Kit-Kat Club In my mind. Saturday morning began with a drumroll. The moment the light slipped in around my window curtains to caress my face and nudge my eyelids open, it started. I had dreamt I was in the circus and Mama was the ringmaster, snapping her whip at the lions and tigers...
Andrews 3 Fly Away Home "Drug rehabilitation," Uncle Reuben muttered as he chewed his forkful of sirloin steak Whenever Mama and I had steak, it was usually warmed-up leftovers she had brought back from Charlie's. "That's a waste of government money," he continued, chewing as he talked. He seemed...
Andrews Willow DeBeers #1 V.C. Andrews Copyright (c) 2002 ISBN: 0671039903 . Prologue . I walked hesitantly down the corridor to my sophomore English class at the University of North Carolina as if I already knew the trouble that awaited me. I could actually feel the increasing trembling in my bo...
Andrews 3 "Once my parents decided to do battle over custody, the beautifully carved figures on the civilized chessboard of divorce changed to tiny knives they tried to stick into each other," I said. "In other words, things got nastier and nastier until today they rarely speak directly to each o...
He made a speech about his candidacy, why he was running, and how much he appreciated the support he was getting from the people present at this dinner and from the community. He pledged to give his candidacy a real and determined effort, and then introduced Adan, who stood up to applause. “My so...
I said as Mason guided the rowboat to the shore. He wore a pair of white shorts and a light blue tank top, and he was barefoot. He got out of the boat to load my art equipment and supplies. “There’s no dinner preparations. Tonight we’re going to the restaurant where I first saw you.” “Oh, what’s ...
Andrews Six Madame Malisorf kept her promise. The next day when Sanford brought me home from school, there was an older boy waiting in the studio with her. I don't know why, but I expected the student she was bringing along for my lessons to be another girl. The sight of a boy in his tights took ...
Andrews 6 Fathers and Sons . MALCOLM HAD HIS WAY. OUR FIRST SON WAS BORN NINE months and two weeks from the date of the reception to introduce me to the fine Virginia society. We named him Malcolm, for his father, but we called him Mal so it would be easier to distinguish between them. By this ti...
Andrews 3 "Mothers can be a lot tougher than fathers," Misty was saying. "And a lot meaner." "What?" I didn't really hear her. It was as if she were standing behind a glass wall and her voice was muted. "Mothers can't hit as hard, but they can sting more with their words and their looks sometimes...
Andrews 15 Two of a Kind . At first it seemed that all he would do is gaze upon me, feast with his eyes and then wrap me up again and run out. I anticipated it. I held my breath. Was it wrong for me to study his face while he looked at me? I was fascinated with how he reacted to me, to the power ...
It looked like a London pub with its brass and wood. There was a long bar across from a mirror the length of it, but there were also round dark walnut tables spread evenly throughout the establishment. A set of faux-leather and dark wood booths were all in the back, where the lighting was a bit m...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Cindy . Around eleven the next day, Cindy arrived in a taxi, running into the house like a fresh, invigorating, spring breeze. She hurled herself into my arms, reeking of some exotic perfume I thought too sophisticated for a gir...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Sweeter Than All the Roses . I was sixteen in April of 1961. There I was, at the blossoming, ripe age when all men, young and old, and most of all those past forty, turned to stare at me on the streets. When I waited on the corn...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } "So now I shall no longer call you daughter of the sun. You are daughter of the tortoise." he said, and came the closest to laughing with me. "You shouldn't stay here. Natani. This is a mean and ugly place. You don't belong here...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Dark Seed DeBeers #6 V.C. Andrews Copyright (c) 2001 ISBN:9780743445689. 1 Early Days . The flash of light above me on my ceiling and the boom that followed snapped my eyes open. The sound of my own scream was so shrill, it seem...
I could see from his expression that news about me had spread with electric speed through the company. I had stopped in the business office and met the head accountant, Mrs. Lovejoy, a woman in her late fifties who looked as if she had absorbed decimal points into her eyes. They were spotted blac...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } 5 Denied the Sun . Sometime during the night someone must have come into my tiny room and pulled down the shade so that when dawn came it provided only a dim light through the sole window. Of course, it had to be Gladys. It shoc...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Pearl in the Mist Landry #2 V.C. Andrews Copyright (c) 1994 ISBN: 0671759361 . Prologue . Dear Paul, I waited until the last minute to write this letter to you, mainly because I wasn't sure until now that I would do what my fath...
Andrews "I just wanted to be alone for a while," I said. I certainly wasn't going to say anything about Spike and the little drama in his apartment. "I wasn't wandering about aimlessly. I knew where I was going. Doesn't anyone just take a walk here? Why did they build sidewalks?" "You poor dear. ...
Andrews 6 As I said before, Granny wanted us to enroll in new schools and we did. I couldn't help being upset with all the changes in our lives. Rodney was bothered even more than I was, but rather than just clam up the way Daddy often did; he began to misbehave, deliberately breaking things in c...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } 8 Caught Naked . Rhona and Skeeter didn't come down for breakfast. They made lots of noise going up the stairway very late at night, completely inconsiderate of Mrs. Westinton and me, especially me. I heard Skeeter growl at my d...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } SEVENTEEN Mrs. Broadfield's Revenge . Mrs. Broadfield wheeled me in to the bathroom quickly. She began to fill the tub, and then she stripped me down, peeling the clothing off me roughly. I felt like a ripe banana in the hands o...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } 6 Not a Freak . Everything that had happened during the day made me tired much earlier than I had expected I would be. I turned off the set and went upstairs. I paused in the hallway and listened to see if Mama was crying again,...
Andrews After the storm, the phones were repaired, but for some reason, mine remained out of order. I was told the wiring had to be completely redone and that had to wait for other repairs the company had to make in the area. So, if the phone rang in the house. Mrs. Churchwell usually got to it f...
Andrews 12 Don't Look Back . It did all go smoothly and quickly. A part of me hated that. A part of me wanted it to be difficult and painful. That part continually chanted that it should not be this easy to slip out of one life and into another. I felt like the snake I saw in a science class movi...
Andrews 11 Tadpoles . "I just got another great idea." Alanis said, sitting there on the floor by my bed and looking around my room. She nodded. "A really great one.' "What?" "I should move in here with you." "Move in here?" "Yes. I sleep on a sofa now, and I have about as much privacy as a goldf...
Andrews confident and self-assured than I had ever felt at this school or any other. I couldn't explain why. Trent and I hadn't done much more than a pair of junior high students might do these days, but somehow I could sense a new maturity in me. I felt older, experienced, more invulnerable, esp...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } 5 All Alone at the Bates Motel "I understand what you're suggesting," she told me on the bus after school. I had given her the book in the morning, and she had read the story during a study hall period. "I think it's dangerous."...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } At Last, Momma Chris and I never discussed what had happened between us on the bed the day of the whippings. Often I caught him staring at me, but just as soon as my eyes turned to meet his, his would shift away. When he turned ...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Hidden Leaves DeBeers #4 V.C. Andrews Copyright (c) 2003 ISBN: 9780743457873 . From the Desk of Willow De Beers To My Faithful Readers. As you all know, my life changed dramatically when my father's attorney handed me a packet o...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } 6 A New Life Mommy attacked our home with a vengeance. It was as if she was getting back at all the bad luck and hard times she had ever suffered after marrying Daddy. Anything that in the slightest way provided a painful or unp...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } My Sweet Audrina V. C. Andrews Copyright (c) 1983 ISBN: 0671729462 . Part 1 Whitefern . There was something strange about the house where I grew up. There were shadows in the corners and whispers on the stairs and time was as ir...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } sixteen AT THE COTTAGE . Momma went overboard with my birthday party. She was determined to do all she could to impress all my friends from Winterhaven, not that they needed anything special to excite them. Once they were driven...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } 3 Playing the Part I fell asleep in my chair, dreaming about the love story Mommy and I had created in the attic. It wasn't what I had intended to do, but it almost didn't matter that I didn't come up with a story to tell the No...
They took me directly home. Now I understood what the driver meant when he said they had more important things to do than chase after a spoiled brat. Daddy had used his political influence to arrange all this. I saw the SUV parked in front, but no sign of Tomkins. It was only then that I remember...
Andrews Copyright © September 2001 ISBN 0-7434-4869-3 . My mother died when I was only twelve. We had just begun to enter that womanly magical place together where she would be my guide. Through her eyes, her wisdom and experience, I would know where to stand and where to walk. “The world has alw...
Andrews "How about doing a picture of me?" he suggested, looking up from a watercolor of a bowl of fruit. "Of you?" The idea startled me. A slow grin appeared on his handsome face. "Sure. I hope it would be a lot more interesting than something like this." His grin quickly evaporated. Suddenly, t...
Andrews But suddenly I heard the distinct clip-clopping of boots down the corridor outside my doors. I heard what sounded like the rattle of a saber, too. They grew louder and closer. Curious, I sat up just as my door was opened and Paul stepped through, dressed in a Confederate officer's uniform...
Andrews 10 Heart's Desire Ashley looked frightened when I confronted her at school the next day. Bernie had been afraid that she would go around spreading stories about us, but instead, she was afraid we would spread stories about her. "Did you stay?" she asked me in a whisper when we met at our ...
Andrews I was grateful for the escape, but once again it was hard, if not impossible, for me to focus on my schoolwork. My eyes drifted constantly from the pages of my books and papers and my attention settled on the drawer where I'd hidden Robert's letters as my thoughts wrapped themselves aroun...
Andrews Twisted Roots DeBeers #3 V.C. Andrews Copyright (c) 2002 ISBN: 0743428587 . Prologue Hannah's Story . I have always felt like someone with a pimple on the tip of her nose because my last name is different from my mother's. First you try to cover it up, and then, when you can no longer do ...
Andrews 10 Geraldine's Secret Once Misty and I fell asleep, we slept through the night, comforted in knowing we were beside each other. I didn't have any nightmares either. The next morning Misty was up before me, exploding with her characteristic energy, talking about having breakfast and gettin...
Andrews forbade me to visit, so I won't get Raymond to take me, and Cary has his hands full with Uncle Jacob in the hospital as well as having to do all the work. He's very worried about this year's cranberry harvest, too." "I can take you," Holly offered. When I started to shake my head, she ins...
Andrews 8 A Shocking Discovery "Are we close to my school?" I asked when we rounded a corner and headed toward an apartment building. Despite our pace, we had been walking for quite a while, "Oh, sure. It's only about a dozen blocks south of here. No problem," Tony assured me. We stopped before a...
Andrews "Stop it," I said turning back to the mirror. "You might have this sort of a conversation with your bubble-gum friends, but not with me." "I'm just wondering what you do then," she said with a shrug. I spun back on her. "You're wondering what we do? We do what mature adults do. We go to d...
Andrews 4 A Level of Temptation . Although I had never been in a mansion, I thought again that Ami wasn't exaggerating when she categorized her home as one in Mother Higgins's office. If anything, she had been understating. The only comparable place I had visited was a museum I had gone to on a s...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } ELEVEN Life and Death . THAT NIGHT I TOLD LOGAN ALL THE DETAILS ABOUT my meeting with Fanny and what I had agreed to. He sat at the kitchen table listening, his eyes fixed on a waterglass that he kept turning and turning in his ...
Andrews Soon the toothpick-legged houses began to appear more frequently, some with children playing in the yards, some with Cajun women sitting on their galleries talking as they shelled peas into black castiron pots or wove split oak baskets and palmetto hats to sell to tourists. They looked up...
Andrews @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Gathering Darkness . In the living room the next evening. Mom and Dad settled down before the fire I'd kindled. Forgotten by them because I said so little, I crouched down on the floor near the doorway, hoping they wouldn't see ...