Books with title The Cousin War

Elizabeth and Jessica Wakefield are psyched when their favorite cousin, Robin, comes to visit. They can't wait for Robin to meet their friends_and maybe even find a date for the Girls-ask-boys dance at Sweet Valley Middle School. When Robin meets Todd Wilkins, she's certain he's the one for her. But she's in for a big surprise: Todd already has a girlfriend Elizabeth ! Will Robin have to fight her own cousin to win the boy of her dreams?

From the #1 New York Times bestselling author of One of Us Is Lying comes your next obsession. You'll never feel the same about family again.Milly, Aubrey, and Jonah Story are cousins, but they barely know each another, and they've never even met their grandmother. Rich and reclusive, she disinherited their parents before they were born. So when they each receive a letter inviting them to work at her island resort for the summer, they're surprised . . . and curious.Their parents are all clear on one point--not going is not an option. This could be the opportunity to get back into Grandmother's good graces. But when the cousins arrive on the island, it's immediately clear that she has different plans for them. And the longer they stay, the more they realize how mysterious--and dark--their family's past is.The entire Story family has secrets. Whatever pulled them apart years ago isn't over--and this summer, the cousins will learn everything.

Unlike some other reproductions of classic texts (1) We have not used OCR(Optical Character Recognition), as this leads to bad quality books with introduced typos. (2) In books where there are images such as portraits, maps, sketches etc We have endeavoured to keep the quality of these images, so they represent accurately the original artefact. Although occasionally there may be certain imperfections with these old texts, we feel they deserve to be made available for future generations to enjoy.

“O Auntie Prim, may I have a party? I’ll give you a thou-sand kisses if you’ll lemme have a party!” Auntie Prim looked as if one kiss would be more than she could bear. She was standing by the pantry window that opened upon the garden, rolling out pie-crust, and didn’t like to be disturbed. She was a very good woman, but she never liked to be disturbed. “Party?” said she, gazing sternly at Flaxie Frizzle and her little cousin Milly. “Saturday morning, and your mother gone, too! I should think this was a queer time for a party!” Flaxie rolled her apron over at the corners and chewed it. “Well, ’cause it’s my birthday, and my mamma said—”