Williams: 7228 books

A lifetime. How had the boy who pulled pranks become a man who talked about lifetimes? ----- Sent south for the summer, eighteen-year-old Iris Willow expects the next three months to be the worst. After all, there can't be anything interesting about eight brothers raised on a small-town...

Josh blinked. He could still kiss her. Then he'd know if he was crazy to think it at all. If it flopped, they could laugh it off. "Well, I guess …" she began. She reached for the knob. "Wait." She tilted her head up, and he inhaled, his nerve wavering, then...

"Go ahead," I said calmly. "Yell at me. Once again, all I remember is Jordan. Oh, yeah, and I remembered where I kept the chocolate, too. Only now, I think I'll share it rather than eat it all myself or do you have a problem with that?" His reply came out a sort of hissing...

Tears burned behind her lids, and unwilling to let them fall, Dorothy ducked her head, sucking in a needed breath. He'd apologize for Drew? Especially when Drew had gone out of his way to run her away from him. The comparison stood stark in her mind, Louis's gentleness against Drew's anger. Rival...

A steady crackling came to my ears. It was heavier than any animal or bird I knew of and rather uneven. Stomp. Scrape. Stomp. Scrape. I flicked my gaze over my shoulder. "Who's there?" I called, and I gripped my rifle. No one ever came here but me, but maybe something had happened with Paula...

*NOW WITH REFERENCES* If I take the wings of the morning*…even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. (Psalm 139:9-10)* She drew in a breath. "He's brought me here for Love. That is the highest calling He bestows. He is Light, but He is Love. It's His...

He turned his back to her and stepped away, then halted and revolved on one heel. “I can’t,” he said. He returned to where he’d been, and the quiet seemed to enclose them, his breath and hers the only noises besides the whisper of falling snow. “I can’t just walk away.” ----- When...

She looked up and paused in her stirring, the same disbelief surfacing on her face. "What? I've grown horns?" He shook his head. Curves. She'd grown curves and soft skin and a rosy tint to her cheeks. Nelson Trader's after-school tutoring with fellow senior, Brigitte Pink,...

Who was this boy that could stop a bullet with the palm of his hand? And why had someone wanted to kill him? ----- Headed north to Washington D.C. aboard the wrong bus, Phoebe Faegen turns for help from the handsome boy seated on her left. But his instructions are strange from the start...

Garth Williams writes and illustrates a sweet, simple book about all the things important to Baby: his bowl, his spoon, a bird singing outside the window, and of course, Teddy Bear! Our youngest readers will love poring over Williams's cozy, large-scale pictures.

How old were you when you discovered Sherlock? As part of the Classics For Kids series international best-selling author Mark Williams is proud to present this adaptation for children of the Sherlock Holmes short story The Blue Carbuncle. Come join Holmes and Watson as they solve the...

From beloved Newbery Honor winner and three-time Coretta Scott King Award winner Rita Williams-Garcia comes a powerful and heartfelt novel about loss, family, and love that will appeal to fans of Jason Reynolds and Kwame Alexander. Clayton feels most alive when he’s with his grandfather,...

He smiled slightly. "I want all the strings. When you go home next week, I want to get in my car and drive all the way there just to see you. I want to ask permission for you to come for the weekend. Whatever it takes." I coughed. "Wh-why? I'm not rich or important or any of...

"You don't believe in love?" she asked. He swallowed hard. How exactly had he ended up here, in the pool with the neighbor girl, talking about love? And why when she looked at him like that did he feel … funny? "I … I do," he said. "I'm glad they worked it out …" Because...