Young Adult Books for Women
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The Girl He didn't choose
Ivy has always been the quiet one-the girl in the corner, the best friend who listens, the shadow to Vivienne's light. And for a while, she told herself that was enough. Then Victor came into her life. He was different-steady where others rushed, thoughtful where others pretended. For the first time, Ivy felt seen. For the first time, she let herself believe she could be chosen. But some stories don't play out the way you dream them. And one text message on Vivienne's phone is all it takes to shatter Ivy's fragile world. Now, Ivy has to face the truth: the boy she loved gave his heart to her best friend. Torn between rage and heartbreak, she's left with one choice of her own-fade further into the background, or finally step into the light. The Girl He Didn't Choose is a YA/NA romance-drama about friendship, betrayal, and the painful beauty of finding yourself when love lets you down. Perfect for readers who crave messy triangles, heartbreaking secrets, and heroines who refuse to stay invisible./0/85827/coverorgin.jpg?v=5133b138e2002057bb4c6a969bdcda4a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unloved Daughter, Unbreakable Spirit
After three years away, the day finally came: my parents and little sister were coming home. My heart pounded with a desperate hope, imagining the hugs and loving welcomes I' d missed. But when they arrived, their eyes went straight to my doll-like sister, Brittany, leaving me, Chloe, standing invisible in the doorway. "You' ve gotten so… big," my mother, Sarah, stated flatly, her gaze making my simple clothes feel cheap and ugly. Brittany' s innocent-sounding jab, "Mommy, she looks like a country girl," was met with my dad' s chuckle and my mom' s tired smile, twisting a knife in my chest. What followed was a slow, agonizing realization: I wasn' t a daughter, but a utility. My hands bled from endless chores, yet my mother dismissed it as "attention-seeking." I overheard my father declare my future: stuck in our small town, running the family store, "good enough for her." Then came the slap-a public humiliation, a burning sting on my face for a spilled candy jar worth mere cents. Their casual cruelty overshadowed any physical pain, confirming I was nothing more than a nuisance. My grandmother, the only warmth in my world, held me as I sobbed. "Some people are just not meant to be in your heart," she whispered, her words a bitter truth. I tried again, making my mother a birthday cake with my own saved money, only for her to call it "ugly" and knock it to the floor, shattering it-and my last vestiges of hope. The final blow came when my mother accused me of theft, hitting me so hard my head throbbed, while my father stood by. Then Brittany ran in, crying over a scraped knee, and their immediate, doting concern made it sickeningly clear: her minor discomfort outweighed my brutal reality. Why was their love so conditional, so utterly, devastatingly absent for me? Why did their concern instantly shift to a superficial scrape while my pain was invisible, dismissed, or even caused by them? How could a family be so blind, so callous, to its own child? The answer solidified with chilling clarity: I was done trying to earn a love they would never give. That night, I started tearing up every academic achievement, every proof of my efforts, a quiet declaration of war: I would not be their victim./0/25480/coverorgin.jpg?v=062a1eeb8f74766c5aaf546045ecee46&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Helpless Life
Life is full of sorrow, but you just have to get through it. I came from a very poor background and was blessed with a wonderful family, but the world has not yet provided me with the happiness I desired. I was abused and forced to live the life of a stranger; I was pure and kind, but most people didn't notice or appreciate it. I quickly discovered that in this life, you must put yourself through the ringer before anyone else. This is the story of how I came to be who I am today. ADAMA is the name of the character./0/11530/coverorgin.jpg?v=226f2ffc1df4215e949d89a5cecaf70a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Pothunters
Go back to the beginning with one of the masters of English humor writing. Wodehouse's first published novel, The Pothunters is also one of several of the author's works that centers on the fictional public school known as St. Austin's. The book recounts the daily comings and goings of the students, as well as their athletic triumphs and travails in their quest for glory and "pots" (trophies)./0/21589/coverorgin.jpg?v=155b1e517dfcda670e6ee4c9533f3c3c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY REFLECTION
Gisella, tagged as cursed, criticised by everyone because she lost her mother during her birth and maltreated by her stepmother. Was born with an unknown power to predict and foresee the unseen and the future of others. Due to this, she grew up timid and discriminated by people. It took great loss of lives , the near ending of her dignity and the one she loves most before she realized her inner self ( her reflection). After realizing the reason of her existence and her inner being, she stoop to conquer. "MY REFLECTION" is the long awaited novel which will help you realize the reason why you were created the way you are. The reason to love and cherish yourself to enable you push through life no matter what people think or feel about you./0/81289/coverorgin.jpg?v=980c99fddd4a4fe64ec0a6c1ab3be026&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Best Friends Become Monsters
I was cramming formulas for the National Innovators Scholarship exam, our ticket to Caltech' s engineering program. Ethan Hayes, my best friend since kindergarten, and I had dreamed of this for years. We were supposed to be a team. But Ethan wasn't here. He was with Jessi Vance, the new, rebellious girl. I overheard her chilling plan: she wasn't just distracting him; she was sabotaging him, plotting to get him wasted so he'd fail the exam. Naive, I interfered, dragging him back to the exam. He got into Caltech, but Jessi soon died in a drunk driving accident. He twisted it, blaming me. His revenge was meticulous: a framed sexual assault, wiping out my future. The public humiliation, amplified by his powerful family, drove my parents to despair. Their car went off the Blackwood Bridge, a tragic 'accident' . My heart, already fragile, couldn't bear his venomous words. He visited me in my cold cell, holding a newspaper headline of my parents' 'tragic accident.' "This is what you get for ruining my life," he hissed. "You and your family paid for Jessi." The pain, the injustice, consumed me. Then, darkness. My eyes snapped open. I was in my own room, my own bed. The clock read 7 PM, the eve of the exam. I was back. This time, Ethan Hayes could make his own damn choices. I' d protect myself. And above all, my family./0/42680/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Resilience Within
"The Resilience Within” is an inspiring and captivating tale that follows the life of Anabel, a young woman navigating the hardships and triumphs of her post-university journey. From the challenges she faces after graduation to the torture life puts her through, Anabel's story embodies the resilience of the human spirit and the transformative power of empathy. As Anabel confronts the harsh realities of the world, she refuses to be defeated. She perseveres through adversity, relying on her inner strength to overcome the obstacles that stand in her path. Along her journey, she encounters unforeseen connections—chance encounters, collaborations, and relationships—that shape her life in profound and unexpected ways./0/7964/coverorgin.jpg?v=b00612a08cf0466a9a96359265d0f68b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Secret Power; or, The Secret of Success in Christian Life and Work
Dwight Lyman Moody (February 5, 1837 – December 22, 1899), also known as D.L. Moody, was an American evangelist and publisher connected with the Holiness Movement, who founded the Moody Church, Northfield School and Mount Hermon School in Massachusetts (now Northfield Mount Hermon School), the Moody Bible Institute, and Moody Publishers./0/2125/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c0eae8d88969ae6b4692b19265e34a1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Merton of the Movies
This is a shocking work on Bonapartes life and deeds and on that period of worlds History alike. The De Bourrienne first hand impressions make the difference between this book and others.<p> Louis Antoine Fauvelet de Bourrienne (July 9, 1769 - February 7, 1834), French diplomat, was born at Sens.<\/p><p> He was educated at the military school of Brienne in Champagne along with Napoleon Bonaparte; and although the solitary habits of the latter made intimacy difficult, the two youths seem to have been on friendly terms. However, the stories of their very close friendship, as told in Bourriennes memoirs, are open to suspicion.<\/p><p> Leaving Brienne in 1787, and conceiving a distaste for the army, Bourrienne proceeded to Vienna. He was pursuing legal and diplomatic studies there, and afterwards at Leipzig, when the French Revolution broke out and went through its first phases. Not until the spring of 1792 did Bourrienne return to France; at Paris he renewed his acquaintance with Bonaparte. They led a Bohemian life together, and among other incidents of that exciting time, they witnessed the mobbing of the royal family in the Tuileries (June 20) and the overthrow of the Swiss Guards at the same spot (August 10).<\/p><p> Bourrienne next obtained a diplomatic appointment at Stuttgart, and soon his name was placed on the list of political \u00e9migr\u00e9s, from which it was not removed until November 1797. Nevertheless, after the affair of 13th Vend\u00e9miaire (October 5, 1795) he returned to Paris and renewed his acquaintance with Bonaparte, who was then second in command of the Army of the Interior and soon received the command of the Army of Italy. Bourrienne did not proceed with him into Italy, but was called there by the victorious general at the time of the long negotiations with Austria (May-October 1797), when his knowledge of law and diplomacy was useful in drafting the terms of the Treaty of Campo Formio (October 7).<\/p>/0/9263/coverorgin.jpg?v=8a7413ee3395dfe2213ab26975efb0c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Camp Fire Girls in the Maine Woods; Or, The Winnebagos Go Camping
This lively Camp Fire group and their Guardian go back to Nature in a camp in the wilds of Maine and pile up more adventures in one summer than they have had in all their previous vacations put together. Before the summer is over they have transformed Gladys, the frivolous boarding school girl, into a genuine Winnebago./0/9266/coverorgin.jpg?v=5d2449c652f788385cd63eeea9f5a113&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The High School Captain of the Team; or, Dick & Co. Leading the Athletic Vanguard
Harrie Irving Hancock was an American chemist and writer, mainly remembered as an author of children's literature and juveniles in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, and as having written a fictional depiction of a German invasion of the USA./0/82916/coverorgin.jpg?v=db430cf28dddf4e757e21e190bf724a1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When the Script Flipped
My senior year was supposed to be the start of everything. My award-winning screenplay, "Echo Park", had captivated a young producer named David, and my dream film school, USC, was within reach. But then, everything shattered. My SAT scores inexplicably plummeted, a disaster that strangely coincided with my best friend, Olivia's, perfect score. A year later, Olivia's mysteriously acclaimed screenplay, almost identical to mine, landed her the very deal David had offered me. Every ambition, every relationship, everything I cherished, she systematically stole, leaving me in a devastating spiral of depression that ended in an accidental overdose. As darkness consumed me, a terrifying truth slammed into my consciousness: Olivia, clutching a shimmering "Script Switcher," used it to rewrite my fate, three times over. How could my closest friend harbor such monstrous envy, possessing a magical device that allowed her to meticulously dismantle my entire life? Now, I'm back. Reborn on the exact day my downfall began, but this time with a chilling certainty and a ruthless plan. Olivia may still have her notorious Switcher, but I have the memories of a life lost and a cold resolve to make her steal nothing but my most spectacular failures./0/26787/coverorgin.jpg?v=5244cd56f501c29eb86da6b8f135ab22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Knight in Shyning Armor
Drew liked Leslie at first sight. Knowing she’s the girl his cousins hate, he was torn between his loyalty to his cousins and his love for the girl. Leslie liked Drew at first sight. Unfortunately, the boy is hostile toward her, for reasons she is not even aware of. But they know their feelings for each other are more than liking one another. It’s deeper. It’s love. When conflict arises, Drew has proven time and time again that his love for her is more than just butterflies in the stomach and fast heartbeats. His love for her makes him willing to save her with his life. It took them more than one trouble to finally be together. But when given the chance, more problems come their way and tested their love for each other. Will they survive it or will they just let go?/0/9267/coverorgin.jpg?v=bf95b9d944ce6c38f9c238b1686bb0e4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The High School Freshmen; or, Dick & Co.'s First Year Pranks and Sports
Harrie Irving Hancock was an American chemist and writer, mainly remembered as an author of children's literature and juveniles in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, and as having written a fictional depiction of a German invasion of the USA./0/6996/coverorgin.jpg?v=f693d9d5758028b06cea7e8f6a8ee5b3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Entertainments for Home, Church and School
This book (hardcover) is part of the TREDITION CLASSICS. It contains classical literature works from over two thousand years. Most of these titles have been out of print and off the bookstore shelves for decades. The book series is intended to preserve the cultural legacy and to promote the timeless works of classical literature. Readers of a TREDITION CLASSICS book support the mission to save many of the amazing works of world literature from oblivion. With this series, tredition intends to make thousands of international literature classics available in printed format again - worldwide./0/9268/coverorgin.jpg?v=ae93ac17c18770556fb7b13e3d78ec5e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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My Priority
Meet Michael Miller the protagonist of the story who cherishes his one and only precious daughter , a smart and intelligent four years Jahdiel Miller. Though he is a single father but loves his daughter so much. Things turn out bad for him when his precious daughter got kidnapped by the antagonist, Jackson Smith. He hates and despise Michael so much and would do anything to destroy his happiness. How will a calm and sweet Michael cope with this?/0/82919/coverorgin.jpg?v=682990f63f599180e6642e3ddd2f5471&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scholarship Setup: A Rebirth Story
Tonight was everything: my final interview for the American Achievement Scholarship, my gateway to an Ivy League. As I refined my presentation, my stepsister, Jessica Vance, entered, that sweet, insincere smile on her face. "Nervous, Sarah?" she asked, offering a steaming mug of "herbal tea." Naively, I drank it. The next thing I knew, I woke disoriented in a cheap motel, my laptop displaying a plagiarized presentation. Moments later, stern school security and committee members burst in, accusing me of fraud. Publicly shamed, disqualified, my father disowned me, swayed by Jessica' s mother. My boyfriend, Mark Olsen, offered false comfort, trapping me with an unplanned pregnancy. While my peers thrived, I was stuck, my dreams shattered, my spirit ground into dust over five miserable years. One night, I overheard Mark and Jessica: the tea, the motel, the plagiarism-all a "perfect" setup for her to win. Their cold, calculated betrayal shattered me. The injustice was soul-crushing. Broken, I stumbled out, only to die in a blinding crash. Then, a sharp gasp. My eyes flew open. I was in my bed. The door creaked open. Jessica walked in, holding a steaming mug. "Nervous, Sarah?" she asked, that fake-sweet smile identical. "I made you some herbal tea." But this time, I knew. This time, I wouldn't just survive; I would fight back./0/82272/coverorgin.jpg?v=83763129f3ab83d5c2500627766566ca&imageMogr2/format/webp)
