Young Adult Books for Women
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The Bad Boy's Daughter
NEXT BOOK FROM THE BAD BOY'S BABY! CAN BE READ ALONE!!! Summer is the bad boy's daughter. Not only does she have 3 older brothers but a father who was once the towns bad boy. She was the youngest but the only daughter that Jesse and Kasey ever had. Drew Johnson is the basketball captain and the hottest guy in the school. He has always liked Summer but with 3 very over protective brothers and father, he never made his move. Until one particular day, Summer gets into a fight. He was there and witnessed everything, but what will he do with the newly found information?/0/86506/coverorgin.jpg?v=50ea82f1d72a0f86fe7ccdda2d3e1e70&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Betrayal, Architecture's Triumph
The acceptance letters for NYU, side-by-side on my desk, symbolized four years of high school effort and a shared dream with David: studying architecture in New York City. Our entire lives were perfectly planned. Then, I overheard David on the phone, his voice low and excited, revealing a horrifying truth: "California is going to be insane. No, she has no idea. I can't do it anymore. The clinginess... I need to be free." My world shattered. The boy I'd loved since childhood, who held our future, was crushing it without a thought. He admitted he was going to UCLA to study film, and when I asked about our plans, he flatly said, "I' m tired of you. I need space to be my own person." His words hit harder than any blow. I realized my devotion had been seen as a cage. All those years I' d put his needs first, sacrificing my own friendships and passions to support him, believing it was love. Now, I saw it was all to make him feel bigger while I made myself smaller. He' d left me feeling like the villain in our story. I couldn't understand. How could the boy who once declared, "Sarah's not a girl. She's Sarah," now call me clingy and dismiss me like trash? Why did he always pull me back with sweet gestures, only to lash out and abandon me when I tried to look out for him? But a tiny, hard kernel of anger began to form. He thought I couldn't survive without him. I would go to NYU, I would study architecture, and I would prove him wrong. Even if it killed me./0/3282/coverorgin.jpg?v=86ba9119b5017769dea83a43966e788f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dead Men's Money
A GREAT MURDER MYSTERY!There may be folk in the world to whom the finding of a dead man, lying grim and stark by the roadside, with the blood freshly run from it and making ugly patches of crimson on the grass and the gravel, would be an ordinary thing; but to me that had never seen blood let in violence, except in such matters as a bout of fisticuffs at school, it was the biggest thing that had ever happened, and I stood staring down at the white face as if I should never look at anything else as long as I lived. I remember all about that scene and that moment as freshly now as if the affair had happened last night. The dead man lying in the crushed grass—his arms thrown out helplessly on either side of him—/0/80406/coverorgin.jpg?v=b82c97dec1544703c232c369f1045d01&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Serpent in My Bed
The smell of stale coffee hung heavy in my college dorm room. My roommate, Jessica, hovered over me, her face a mask of feigned concern. She was my best friend, or so I believed then. It was the Monday before Thanksgiving break, a seemingly ordinary start to a week. But the moment I opened my eyes, a brutal wave of memories crashed over me. The screech of tires, blinding headlights, then utter darkness. My family's beloved restaurant, Miller’s Place, crumbling to dust. My dad, debilitated by a stroke, his once vibrant eyes now vacant. My brother, Michael, broken, his promising future stolen. And my sweet sister-in-law, Emily, clutching an empty nursery. Jessica, the viper I’d foolishly welcomed, had meticulously orchestrated their ruin. She’d falsely accused Michael, leading to Emily's devastating loss. Her calculated lies had bled our family savings dry to fuel her extortion. The shame, the whispers, the very fabric of our small town life, torn apart. I, Sarah Miller, became the pariah, blamed for enabling the monster. The relentless online bullying drove me to walk into traffic, desperate for an end. Now, here she was again, playing the innocent victim, sighing about a lonely Thanksgiving. Her eyes, wide and pleading, mirroring the exact look that had sealed our destruction. How could I have been so catastrophically naïve, so utterly blind to the serpent in my bed? A cold, potent fury roared inside me, threatening to consume everything. The nightmare was beginning anew, a cruel replay of my worst past. But this time, I wasn't the gullible girl. I was back, somehow, exactly one year before the catastrophe. This time, the script was mine to rewrite. This time, I would not be her fool, her stepping stone to ruin. This time, Jessica would finally pay. Every last, agonizing cent./0/79624/coverorgin.jpg?v=6509a680d0f2036a09174fba512d1891&imageMogr2/format/webp)
ASHLYN'S VENGEANCE
Betrayed and exiled, Ashlyn loses everything...until a battle-hardened commander from another world is reborn in her body. With her new husband, the powerful Richard, by her side, she's determined to take revenge on Christopher and Penelope, the traitors who destroyed her. Will Ashlyn's thirst for vengeance destroy her life completely or will her love for her new husband stop all her plans? Find out.../0/19396/coverorgin.jpg?v=f17335589144924601e7241c7f880b99&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Gangster's Girl
Catherine or Cat was a normal girl in her high school. Was. Because the day she met Alex, her life changed. He was the bad boy of the school and she was a nerd. They were different, yet they wanted the same- each other. But what will happen when her ex come back? What will happen when Alex... he will not be able to bear this anymore? Will the good girl still be with the bad boy? Will he even accept her? Will their love blossom?/0/55846/coverorgin.jpg?v=04416685dc1b865b23b134a497105508&imageMogr2/format/webp)
To be loved
I know it's not real. But does it have to be for it to go on? I just want something to hold in all the chaos. It's not too much to ask for. When I have to let go, I will. But until then... I want to be loved. ~ Dani George ***** From West Virginia to California with hopes for a better life. She's confident but has trust issues, she doesn't associate much with people, she's mostly always mistaken as rude and antisocial./0/23621/coverorgin.jpg?v=be2b6a0bec7c71a5f0170f056060ccd1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Barrier On The Eye
I refused granted verbally that I cannot. He snapped. “Eat it now!” He threw the book in the grass as it lay openly flat. I'm watching all of them; looked so eager for me to slip and bent over to the green, lots of thoughts kept running in my head, and I knew with one touch of that book I'll be crossing over a thin line of crossfire, an agreement of letting them do as they please. “I said, eat the damn book you moron face!” He approached me with lividness. Slowly I bent over to the grass grip the book toss over the cover and thoroughly glanced at every detail so I can never forget this moment. Grade eleven premium English book with light green font written in bold white words. My hands trembled although I touched the texture, flipped it over, and torn the first page. Sweats coursed my hands, folded it so it can fit in my mouth, shove it, and started chewing it as it became smaller and weaker than when I had to swallow it, eyes turned watery trying to thrust it down my throat. They demanded that I should not put up a fake show and eat them. It felt like a rock was wedged between my throat, I choked bent over as I suffocated, and I started coughing. They all laughed, laughed hilariously, pointing with their fingers at me, to them, it was all a show. Again, they forced me to swallow more than they demanded. I could not take it as I wanted to get away, but they would not let me, they grabbed me by my uniform; violently swore to make my life miserable. Pushed me over the grass, my fingers swayed and got a cut "Ouch!" I lifted my hand, and it ached from a thorn pricking my skin. For that, they did not care, granted I should swallow another one, or they will shove it in my mouth if I don't do it myself. I saw there was no use begging, accept doing what I should,/0/25342/coverorgin.jpg?v=62a9898f9f6bf33e3b779bf940117542&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Destined For Greatness
Ever been in a situation where you feel like there's nothing good coming out from you? You have decided to accept fate for what it is only for you to find out that you have something great in you that you have failed to see. This story is about a girl named Charlotte who right from birth her soul was sold to the queen of the coast by her father who happens to be a pastor while he was still alive. Will Charlotte ever find her true identity? Will she be able to redeem herself from the Queen??/0/80408/coverorgin.jpg?v=3ffa2dd6101132cdd5f1c8496e4ac3ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
