Which Novels Explore The American Dream Like Writer John Steinbeck's Works?

Catelyn lost everything: her father, her family, her pride…and her innocence overnight.When her father was falsely accused of murder, she sacrificed herself to stay the night with a man that was meant to be her fiance, only to be abandoned later.Pregnant with twins, she hid away and only managed to keep one of her children after an accident. Now, her fate is entangled with that of the most powerful man in Sapphire City, and his supposedly 'illegitimate' son.

Liam Danvers, was always looked down on and treated badly by his in-laws and everyone around him, including his wife, all because he was broke. Everyone treated him like trash, like he didn't have emotions, and sometimes his in-laws would beat him up. One day Liam's in-laws beat him up and left him for dead on the streets. Just when Liam thought everything was lost, and he was going to die, a couple introduced themselves as his parents.

3 years ago, I faked a pregnancy to steal half a million dollars from my mate. I felt as if I didn’t have any other choice as I had to pay my brother’s ransom or let him die. Now, I would rather die than spend another day being treated with icy, bitter resentment. My name is Rachel Flores and I rejected my alpha mate because I’m ready to live, not just survive! *** "Who are you?" I came awake with a jerk, disoriented and aching all over. A heavy male body lay beside me---we were both naked except for the sheet covering our bodies. Embarrassment stained my skin bright red. I searched my memories of the night before, trying to figure out how I had gotten here while attempting to wrap the sheet around my body. I stopped when I realized I'd leave my bed partner totally nude. My skin felt too hot and too tight as I tried to work out how to get myself out of the situation. I wasn't used to being around naked men even if I was a werewolf. We cared about propriety no matter what humans thought! I remembered myself saying over and over, "I'm your mate!" I eased myself off the bed to look for clothes. I tried to be as quiet as I could so I didn't wake up the stranger. I didn't take the sheet to spare his decency, instead sacrificing my own modesty: I'd rather be caught naked than have to face a naked man I'd evidently seduced with all the subtlety of a bitch in heat! His scent was all over me, all over everything really. Rich and masculine...

Diana Nightclaw never had time to dream of romance or her fated mate. After the tragic loss of her father and stepmother during the war of wolves, she abandoned her pack and went into hiding with her stepsister, Layla. In a bid to build a better life, Diana takes a job as the personal assistant to the powerful CEO of one of the city’s most prestigious companies. But as secrets unravel and betrayal strikes, Diana finds herself navigating a dangerous web of lies, love, and revenge.

I could smell his tempting cologne as he walked closer to me. He placed his hands on the wall, caging me between his strong arms. He leaned forward, his honey-colored eyes boring into mine like he was trying to figure something out. On the other hand, I was melting like ice cream in a cone. "You look familiar," he said, biting his lip, deep in thought. "Have we met before?" he asked. Of course, the most popular lacrosse player at Wilford High School would never know me—a girl who hides from the faces of her classmates. Jack Harrison. The most handsome and popular boy in school, the one every girl wishes to have. We've been in the same class since 9th grade, yet he has hardly noticed me. He's the only one I've ever had a crush on, and even now, in my 12th grade, my final year of high school—I still like him, always wishing he would notice me. Then one day, I found out that a new family was moving next door, and to my utmost surprise, it turns out to be Jack Harrison.

When your billionaire alpha 🐺 only married you for duty, you rejected him and left for good by faking your death When you meet again, his eyes on 🔥. He wants to devour you. But he's interrupted. “Mommy who’s that?” "A stranger." “Say that again? Who am I to her?!”