Gippeum_Choi
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The Clay Connection
Young Adult "...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.
Driving You Insane: How To Become Famous
Romance After being molested by her boss, Denova decides it is time to pay him back in his own coin. But, not complying with the sane advice of her best friend, she decides to take matters into her own hands. With a poorly thought out plan, she heads down to the parking lot where his brand-new Rolls Royce was supposedly parked and inscribes abusive words on the car, she finds there that matches the description, just to be caught by the driver of the real owner of the car. Rhys, the owner, demands that Denova be sued and he asks his driver to call his lawyer. While doing so, his driver is run-over by a black truck, leaving him severely injured. Mad about what happened to his driver, Rhys ends up yelling at Denova, blaming her for what happened and demands that she replaces him till he can drive again. He threatens to sue her if she didn't comply, so Denova agrees to be his driver. With the two of them constantly butting heads, Rhys thinks he has his plate full until the sudden appearance of his ex-fiancé causes him to take drastic measures. Pretending to be Denova's boyfriend, he has to face backlash from both his father who is hell bent on getting him back together with his ex, and step brother, who happens to be Denova's ex. And with the antifan who keeps sending him death threats, Rhys has a lot to handle. Will he be able to keep his ex at bay without falling for Denova or will he have another girl trouble? What happens when Rhys finds a clue to his attacks in his brother's coat? Will he be able to forgive the betrayal or will he discover a greater power at work? You might like
Invisible To Her Bully
Dea B Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible.
Noah was the quintessential "It" guy at school-charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson's best friend and Jessa's biggest bully.
During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin.
As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah.
Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson's sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies?
Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside. Her Vengeance, Their Regret
Ellene Millstein The email chimed, promising a breakthrough – a perfect 1600 on my SATs, a golden ticket to the future, and finally, acceptance into the Miller family.
But then, Chloe, my adoptive sister, gasped, her own 1599 score turning her face green with envy.
In an instant, joy curdled into a nightmare as Liam, my adoptive brother, materialized, his protective fury ignited by Chloe' s crocodile tears.
He branded me a cheat, an ungrateful outsider out to humiliate his beloved sister, tearing down everything I' d worked for.
They dragged me, terrified, from the house, not to reflect, but to a rundown animal shelter, a place designed to exploit my deepest, most traumatic childhood phobia: dogs. This was no prank; it was calculated malice.
Left bleeding and broken, Liam' s scathing words on the phone twisted the knife deeper, dismissing my pleas for help as manipulation.
Then, Chloe' s voice, sickeningly sweet, promised to destroy my most cherished possession-a photo of my late mentor, Mr. Harrison-and I heard the shattering glass.
The line went dead, leaving me in the dark with a freed, aggressive pit bull, its growl a death knell.
Just as hope flickered, Chloe' s voice, cruel and dismissive, echoed again, mocking my screams as "dramatic."
They weren' t coming. They wanted me to die.
But then, I heard the sirens, and found the strength to scream one desperate command: "Break it down!"
The world exploded in light, but so did the Millers' carefully constructed facade, exposed live on national television as a horrific betrayal.
Now, as they face the consequences of their monstrous acts, I will rise from the ashes, no longer an outsider begging for crumbs of affection, but the architect of my own destiny. The Pop-Up Truth
Sutton Moul My phone screen lit up, not with a text, but a stark, black-and-white pop-up.
"Ethan' s SAT scores: 1580. Stanford bound with Tiffany. You' re the 'just in case' girl."
Just moments earlier, my childhood crush Ethan, whose father my own dad died saving, feigned despair over "disastrous" SAT scores.
He'd gently coerced me, the valedictorian, to give up my dream school for State College, all for "us."
These mysterious pop-ups, visible only to me, had always been unsettlingly, terrifyingly right.
This one revealed his calculated deception: he'd aced his SATs and was going to Stanford with his new girlfriend, Tiffany.
My heart turned to ice. I was his backup plan, a discarded pawn.
The betrayal escalated at his lavish graduation party where he publicly humiliated me, painting my sacrifice as my idea.
Then, with Tiffany's cruel suggestion, he trapped and locked me in a dark utility closet.
The final blow: he brazenly showed my ailing mom a faked State acceptance letter, causing her to suffer a heart attack.
As I sat by her hospital bed, watching her struggle for breath, a cold rage ignited.
How could the boy whose family owed us everything be capable of such cruel manipulation?
My dad died for his. Why was I his pawn? What were these pop-ups?
But in that sterile room, watching his continued charade, something inside me snapped.
I slapped him, hard.
No longer a confused victim, I saw him for what he was: a manipulative abuser.
This wasn't the end of my story.
This was the beginning of my fight to reclaim it. Echoes of a Nightmare
Zi Ya The night before the SATs, I sat at my desk, my mind fixed not on review books, but on Kevin Johnson, my ex-boyfriend, whose excited voice boomed from downstairs, bragging to my dad about Tiff Rodriguez' s party-his new girlfriend.
Then, a horrifying, vivid memory jolted me from what should have been a normal evening: Tiff, sneering in the school bathroom, outlining her vicious plan to drug Kevin so he' d miss his Ivy League SATs. In that other life, the one I somehow lived, I' d desperately tried to intervene, to warn him, but he' d just laughed it off.
Tiff' s scheme ultimately failed and led to her death, but Kevin, consumed by rage, responded by framing me for sexual assault. The unbearable shame of his lies drove my parents to suicide, and I, arrested and condemned, died in juvenile detention, haunted by Kevin' s cruel visit displaying my parents' last, broken moments.
The utter injustice of his monstrous lies, the agonizing despair of being blamed for everything while struggling to help, was an unbearable burden. How could one life be so thoroughly shattered by such a deep, twisted betrayal?
But then, a sharp gasp brought me back to my room, the exact same night before the SATs, Kevin' s laughter still echoing. This was it: my second chance. A cold, knowing smile touched my lips. This time, I would write a different ending. The Unwanted True Heiress's Spectacular Comeback
Snootie For seventeen years, I lived in a cramped house, thinking I was just an unwanted foster kid from the wrong side of the tracks.
That was until a wealthy couple in a black Lincoln showed up. I found out I was actually the real daughter of the elite Pennington family, switched at birth.
But my biological parents didn't come out of love. My foster mother happily sold me to them for a $100,000 check. When I was brought to their Upper East Side mansion, I quickly realized my birth parents loved the fake daughter, Daphne, far more than me. They looked at my cheap clothes with cold disappointment, while Daphne played the sweet, welcoming sister.
"I'll help you! It can be tough for new people, especially if they're... different."
She said it with a bright smile, but under the mahogany dining table, she was secretly giving me the middle finger. I had already overheard her on the phone, conspiring with my foster mother to frame me as a violent delinquent so my parents would kick me out. I was treated like a stray dog, an embarrassing stain on their perfect family portrait.
They all thought I was just a poor, helpless girl from the Rust Belt who they could easily manipulate and discard.
But as I sat alone in my dark room, I pulled out my unbranded, encrypted phone and bypassed their elite security network in ten seconds. They thought they brought home a victim, but they actually invited in their worst nightmare. This war had just begun. 
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