All That Glitters
About this book
Driven from the Dumas mansion back to her beloved bayou, Ruby's only hope is that fate will let her begin anew.... Living again in a humble shack, Ruby is determined to make a secure and happy home for her precious infant daughter, Pearl. Paul Tate -- her first love, whom she was forced to abandon -- is at her side once more, now a man of dazzling wealth. When he whisks her into his grand house, it seems their future is assured. As mistress of Cypress Woods, Ruby can forget even the shocking reason she and Paul must wed in a secret ceremony and remain husband and wife in name alone. But the thick, expensive walls of Cypress Woods cannot shut out the terrible memories that have woven their fabric over her destiny, or the cold eyes of Paul's mother Gladys, reminding Ruby of the secret she must keep to give Pearl a loving father. Then her venomous twin sister, Gisselle, arrives to taunt her with news of Beau Andreas, the true father Pearl has never met, and the only man Ruby will ever long for with all her body and soul. Desperate to find the complete, fulfilling life she craves, Ruby builds a precarious new existence, a flimsy shanty of hope that the first flood washes away. Only when the storm exposes the very blackest evils of the past will she glimpse the rainbow's fragile promise, a morning of sunshine and laughter with a family of her own....
Reader Profile
4.0/5 · 12049 readers · 344 pages · ≈ 6 h 22 m · Moderate
How long does it take to read All That Glitters?
About ≈ 6 h 22 m — 344 pages, assuming roughly 250 words per page at 225 words per minute.
How many pages is All That Glitters?
344 pages in its most-read edition.
What genre is All That Glitters?
It sits on the Romance, Horror, Adventure shelves.
Is All That Glitters in the public domain?
No — it is still under copyright.
Who wrote All That Glitters?
V. C. Andrews.
“In the early evening just after the sun has slipped below the tops of the cypress trees in the western bayou, I sit in Grandmere Catherine’s old oak rocker with Pearl in my arms and hum an old Cajun melody, one that Grandmere Catherine used to hum to me when she put me to sleep, even when I was already a little girl with pigtails bouncing over my shoulders as I ran across the fields from the banks”