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Young Adult Books for Women

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Fated to The Gorgeous

Fated to The Gorgeous

Elena had given her virginity to Chasel, the most popular boy in high school and the secret object of her affection for years. When she shyly brought it up to him afterward, Chasel claimed he had been drunk and didn't remember anything. He offered her a substantial sum of money to leave him alone. Elena's first time had been tainted by Chasel's humiliation, made worse by the fact that he was the first man she had ever truly loved. Elena thought college would be her escape, that her high school memories would fade into obscurity. Instead, Chasel somehow became the object of her college roommate's affections. Worse still, Elena found herself constantly crossing paths with Chasel, who seemed to treat her differently from everyone else... "One year later, we divorce, with no interference in each other's lives." The only reason Elena agreed to a fake marriage with Chasel was her absolute conviction that the perfect Chasel could never fall in love with someone like her. But after the wedding, their faked marriage turned all too real. One year later, divorce couldn't even be mentioned-she couldn't even leave the house. Facing Chasel's forced love, Elena escaped through a window, fleeing the prison their home had become.Just when she was congratulating herself on finally escaping his clutches, the very next day, everywhere she went, someone would bow respectfully and say, "Mrs. Anthony, Mr. Anthony is waiting for you over there."
The Barrier On The Eye

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,