Young Adult Books for Women
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Knowing Jude
"You're not the kind of girl I'd usually kiss," he says, his eyes latching onto my lips. "But I'll do it anyway." Then the cocky jerk leans in and kisses me. ____ Jude Walker is a troubled soul. As a little boy, he made a mistake that made him grow up with hate from his siblings and unacceptance from his dad. He is depressed, suicidal, and a bad boy. Ava Jo Hansen is a quiet girl who cares too much about others. She seems okay to everyone around her, but she has demons gnawing at her sanity. When their paths cross, Ava finds herself drawn to Jude's darkness knowing very well every step of the way it's a wrong direction to go. But she keeps on. Will it be a happy ending for them?/0/24185/coverorgin.jpg?v=c6d2814d51f4f2d0beae3c71d58f4308&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A poor man coming to power
Javier Santos is a young orphan whose life has been a disaster, he thought he had the worst luck in the world, but fate shows him otherwise. After a sudden turn in his life, he decides to give other people opportunities, he even meets love but it wouldn't be for long. Discouraged, he decides to start a new life, but his past forces him to face everything again and without imagining that the worst is yet to come./0/86447/coverorgin.jpg?v=1211c709c85a73d98b0596469632e902&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of Family, The Cost of Love
The university acceptance letter, a full scholarship, felt like my ticket out of our forgotten town. I was Chloe Davis, and for eighteen years, I' d studied, dreamed of this escape. But when I showed it to my father, Robert, his eyes didn' t gleam with pride, but with a calculating hunger I knew too well. He announced a "celebration," but it was no party-it was a twisted auction. Middle-aged men, reeking of stale beer, assessed me like livestock, stuffing cash into my father' s pockets as he paraded me around. A churning dread solidified in my gut: I was the prize. My mother, Susan, stood by, a ghost of a smile plastered on her face, turning away when my eyes pleaded for help. When I tried to escape Frank Miller' s sweaty grip, my father' s fury erupted. "Smile, Chloe," he hissed. "Don't you dare embarrass me." Later, for a piece of pie, he backhanded me across the face, leaving me bleeding and dizzy on the kitchen floor. My mother' s only reaction was a sigh of annoyance before she followed him, leaving me in the dark. Lying there, the truth hit me: their "love" was a lie; I was merely a commodity. Then, from their bedroom, I heard it-the monstrous plot. "Frank wants to marry her… a fifty-thousand-dollar 'dowry.' Enough for Kevin's wedding." "She's a good girl, deep down. She just needs to understand that this is for the good of the family. It's her duty." My entire life, my body, my future, sold to an old man to pay for my cousin' s wedding and my father' s gambling debts. But the final dagger was my mother' s next whisper, my father' s rough affirmation: Kevin wasn't my cousin. He was my half-brother, my father' s illegitimate son with his sister-in-law, the golden boy for whom I had always been second, always sacrificed. Every childhood slight, every dismissal, every manipulation clicked sickeningly into place. They hadn't wanted me to succeed; they had kept me small, easy to sell. The girl who craved their love died on that cold kitchen floor. A cold, hard resolve took root: they had a plan for my future, a prison disguised as a marriage. But I had a plan too. They thought I was a compliant girl. They were about to find out how wrong they were./0/68457/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa959c66864251ead1270a07521600c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Clay Connection
"...I'm the only one who gets to treat you like that, Pearce. You are mine, and I do not take too kindly to those who want to share in what's mine..." Anthony Pearce and Blake Lindell have been locked in a feud for as long as they can remember. The spark that ignited their rivalry? Well, that depends on which side of the clay you ask. You'd think their parents' constant meddling or the time they spend together on the basketball court would help smooth things over, but nope-this relationship remains stubbornly unshaped. Everything changes, though, when Blake is forced to ditch the court and take up pottery-Anthony's territory, where he's the undisputed "King of Clay." Now, tasked with the mission of getting Blake up to speed before graduation, Anthony has to spend even more time in close quarters with his rival. Will they be able to sculpt their fractured friendship back into a masterpiece, or is their bond too cracked and brittle to repair? And when a buried secret surfaces about the rumor that shattered Anthony's ninth-grade year, will it soften their hardened hearts or leave them shattered beyond the kiln's fix? One thing's for sure-things are about to get messy./0/17615/coverorgin.jpg?v=66c6ec85bffd8a773c47af5e957eb151&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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My Bully Next Door
Ella James has spent most of her life being overlooked, underestimated, or laughed at. At school, she's the girl in the oversized hoodies. The girl people make jokes about. The girl no one chooses. After years of disappointment, Ella has learned not to expect much from anyone-especially not from Beckett Carter. Popular, confident, and seemingly perfect, Beckett has always been everything Ella avoids. He's the kind of boy who belongs at the center of every room while she's spent years trying to disappear into the background. Then a family emergency forces Ella to move in next door. Suddenly, the boy who barely notices her at school becomes impossible to avoid. Inside his home, Beckett is different. Kinder. Softer. Protective in ways that leave Ella questioning everything she thought she knew about him. But every morning when they walk back into school, the walls go back up, leaving Ella trapped between two versions of the same boy. One who looks at her like she's special. And one who acts like she doesn't matter. As feelings grow and old insecurities refuse to stay buried, Beckett finds himself facing a truth he never expected: somewhere between late-night conversations, family dinners, and stolen moments, Ella became the first person he looks for. But loving Ella means more than feeling something when nobody is watching. It means choosing her when everyone is. And for a girl who's spent her entire life feeling like someone's second choice, that may be the one thing she can never compromise on. A slow-burn emotional romance about self-worth, first love, healing old wounds, and learning that being seen can be the scariest-and most beautiful-thing of all./0/22152/coverorgin.jpg?v=55eec7bd8c6ddef6ed23f46ede30247b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
High school love
Tom Rivera, a playboy. He plays with any girl he sees, while some took their lives, some where found in the psychiatric hospital, and some were lucky enough to leave the school, and no one said anything about it. He's is the CEO of a popular cult group known as the VAMPS. They murder and discard whosoever that gets in their way. What happens when Alexandra Diego, the pure and innocent girl moved to town? Will the VAMPS kill her? Or is her heart gonna be broken by Tom Rivera?/0/36075/coverorgin.jpg?v=810aec6e2d35425a55b78e0f5d085c44&imageMogr2/format/webp)
SECRETLY INTO YOU ( WAITING SERIES #1 )
Loving someone in a far is not easy. You will feel the emotion that no one will know or probably the person you love will not know. Will you risk loving him even in secret despite possible pain? Venice Marquez is a typical girl. She is the definition of a mediocre person. She may know everything but does not have confidence in herself. Bryan Cruz is the Mr. almost perfect guy. He excels in everything except noticing Venice. Their story will make you realize the journey of waiting and its ending. Will it be a happy or a heartbreaking story? It is for you to find out. "Loving you cause me pain, but I am still secretly into you and keep praying for you." - Venice. "Waiting is worth it. I will wait for that girl who is worth the wait." - Bryan. Will Venice's prayers be answered, or will Bryan be meant for another girl?/0/27471/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260518194005&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lady Boss
Indeed, Life makes you a villain when you give people the taste of their own medicine. A beautiful girl at a very young age found it hard to fit into the world she found herself in for she was bullied and belittled all through her childhood days. Finally growing to understand how life works, she took a huge switch. Niniola Anderson, A British Nigerian who's a C. E. O at the age of twenty-five made her business her priority. She was seen with no sentiment and treated people the way she pleases just as she felt a long time ago. She finally employed Lola Akhimen who grew to become her personal assistant for two years steady. Lola tries to understand the person she's working for and comes up with a different goal. Being a friend. Will Nini welcome it with open arms and cast her away like a piece of garbage?/0/25281/coverorgin.jpg?v=3333c7b87b90afb7a3240b7a2453effe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sorry, I'm not Cinderella
Should love come from sincerity, heart with a beat, or from beauty with status? Can the beauty of the soul win over the beauty of the body to capture a person's heart? Is the Prince for Cinderella like a fairy tale? I'm not Cinderella will give you the answer. Love is so simple! Don't put it on the scale of losing./0/48434/coverorgin.jpg?v=c8d9f535325b0d2c79b4eabf38c8fa51&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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From Puppet Daughter to Powerhouse
My freshman year at Green Mountain College was supposed to be about freedom. But my mom, Susan, had other plans for her only daughter. She turned my dorm room into a high-tech prison, monitoring every single video call, scrutinizing my bank account, and even tracking my social media DMs "for my safety." It wasn't safety; it was relentless, suffocating surveillance, a gilded cage I desperately wanted to escape. Then came the ultimate college freshman nightmare: my debit card (tied to Mom' s account, of course) got declined at the crowded campus coffee shop. Total humiliation. A kind senior, Liam, stepped in and paid for my coffee and bagel; a simple, unexpected act of grace. But that small kindness triggered a reaction I never anticipated. Hours later, Liam messaged me, sending a screenshot that made my blood run cold. My mother had instantly found his Venmo payment, tracked him on Instagram, and sent him a chilling message, warning him off her "vulnerable" daughter. Liam, understandably, blocked me instantly, dissolving my only new connection. Mom's video call that night wasn't an interrogation; it was an execution, dredging up every past friendship she' d ever destroyed, every connection she' d severed. She wasn't just protective; she was ensuring I was utterly, completely hers. The shame of that night quickly curdled into a burning, unyielding rage. She wasn't trying to keep me safe; she was systematically isolating me, controlling my finances, my friendships, my entire existence. I finally saw the pattern with terrifying clarity, a sinister obsession veiled as maternal love, one that perhaps even connected to my father' s "factory accident" years ago. The thought that she might have secretly engineered my entire life filled me with a chilling dread. I wasn't just terrified anymore. I was done running. If she wanted to monitor my life, I decided to give her something truly alarming to find. I created Ryder Stone, the brooding musician, everything she' d despise. It was time to stop being her puppet. It was time to turn her own controlling surveillance into my weapon, inviting her into a trap she wouldn' t see coming./0/81130/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106194845&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Girl Who Cheated Death & Injustice
I was the golden child. Valedictorian, set for Stanford on a full ride. The American Youth Scholar Championship? Just a final victory lap, a taste of competition before my bright future. Then came the roar of angry voices, the hands grabbing me. "You cheated!" they screamed. Event security, police. They found a micro-earpiece in my custom bracelet, a receiver. A college kid named "Ace" confessed, said I paid him via Venmo. None of it was true, but no one listened. Stanford pulled my acceptance. Our small Oregon town, once proud, turned on my family. The online hate was relentless. My dad's heart couldn't take the stress; he died. Mom faded away, gone weeks later. I was in a cell, awaiting a trial I knew I'd lose. The grief, the injustice – it was a crushing weight. I died not knowing how they pulled it off, how they shattered my life and destroyed my family with lies. Until I woke up. The cheap floral carpet of a motel lobby. My best friend Jess, shaking my arm: "The Championship starts tomorrow!" This was it. The day before it all went wrong. My second chance. And this time, I wouldn't just survive; I'd expose them all./0/21684/coverorgin.jpg?v=d5118c96e9eef3a6a2936a55a03849ea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Broken Nightmare
Have you ever had a nightmare you can't wake up from? Elana Suthard has an interesting ability to dream the future. When she dreams of her best friend, Claire, setting fire to the school, she can't believe herself. Having no idea what is going on, she stubbornly tries to find out what she can do to prevent it. Only when it does happen, the event unravels more mysteries than she thought was possible. Elana follows her best friend into the world of supernatural creatures, only to find out she is one of them. And although she has a new handsome protective friend, there are a lot more people willing to hurt rather than help her./0/1973/coverorgin.jpg?v=8f460ab928000f9bad078bc1dab746e8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fromont and Risler -- Volume 2
Nominally Daudet, with the Goncourts and Zola, formed a trio representing Naturalism in fiction. He adopted the watchwords of that school, and by private friendship, no less than by a common profession of faith, was one of them. But the students of the future, while recognizing an obvious affinity between the other two, may be puzzled to find Daudet's name conjoined with theirs./0/20433/coverorgin.jpg?v=a9fcd47568ee7a275e162444d04190f5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
SILENT THOUGHTS
Borne with the burden of her mind reading Ability.... She realize being an agent is the best way to avenge her first love's death, Natalie Howard a 19 year old team up with her first love's father to avenge the death of the man who had opened her heart, falling in love with the best secret agent of all time along the way... What awaits after finding out her first love was alive and was now the greatest criminal to be brought to justice.... Her greatest task as an agent was to apprehend the only man she could not read! - - - - - - - - - -/0/25752/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220313213114&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Damn These Boys!
“First I’ll date them.” I put down my little finger. “Second I’ll win their trust.” I put down my ring finger. “Third I’ll make them fall for me.” Another finger goes down. “Fourth I’ll break their heart and leave them.” My last finger goes down. “And then we party!” Denise shouted from the love seat gaining herself a disgusted look from Blu while I could only chuckle at my best friend. “It will not be as easy as you think. It will take a lot of time and how many boys do you really think you can play and for how long are you going to do this?” Blu asked her eyebrows creased while her brown eyes stared right into my similar ones. But her words made me pause for a second as I thought. How long am I really planning to do this? As if sensing my hesitance Denise rose to her feet and coming beside me to face Blu she said, “Don’t worry Blu, she can do this until she finds her ‘The One’ for her and till then let those boys suffer like they have been making us girls do.” *************** Scarlet has finally lost all trust in guys after getting her heart broken many times. She has had enough now and seeks revenge against all the boys. But revenge is never easy and more so if it is done impulsively. She is inviting drama and disaster in her life while playing with love and hatred. She is playing with fire that is, the people's emotions which will slowly burn her but it doesn't scare her a bit. She has devised a plan and intends to go through with it but is she as heartless as she expects herself to be? She believes her plan to be foolproof but will everything really go her way? And where will this revenge lead her? So, let's see if she emerges a winner in this game of love and revenge./0/86606/coverorgin.jpg?v=5144b285225ad6901e5bd3a80fdf1207&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Second Life, His Fatal Invitation
The scent of lavender and old books filled my dorm room, a stark contrast to the black void I' d just clawed my way out of. Then my phone buzzed, displaying a name that froze my blood: Chloe. Her text, "`Hey sis! Girls' night! Let's celebrate our bday tonight at Club Neon! Can't wait! xo`," was an invitation to my own destruction. I remembered the last time, walking into Club Neon full of hope to mend things with my half-sister, only for her to frame me for drug possession. My parents, who always adored Chloe, believed her over me, their "ambitious" but seemingly unlovable daughter. I lost everything: my prestigious internship, my reputation, my family' s trust, and eventually, my will to live, dying in a cold prison cell. But in the void, the truth shattered the darkness: Chloe and her boyfriend Brandon planned it all, laughing about ruining my life because of her vicious envy and his need to escape his own drug charges. Now I was back, breathing, the sun warm on my skin, with their fatal invitation buzzing in my hand. The naive Olivia was dead; the woman now holding this phone was a ghost with a second chance, her resolve a cold, hard diamond. "Okay."/0/85981/coverorgin.jpg?v=73da9491ecda41a42cd6983632c9a085&imageMogr2/format/webp)
