Young Teen Romance

My entire life changed in an instant. One violent moment took my mother and destroyed me. I can't even remember it. All I know is…it was my fault. Now I'm entering senior year after hiding away from the world for as long as I could. The only distraction I have from the heavy weight of my scars is my best friend, Graham. He's been my rock through it all. When his cousin Atlas appears, my world suddenly tilts on its already unsteady axis. Everyone warns me to stay away from the star football player with a bad boy reputation and a chip on his shoulder.

You know, being friends with two cute boys does have its benefits. There's Danny. Danny is a golden boy in every way. He has dreamy blue eyes and blonde hair that always looks perfect, even when it's windblown or been stuck under a football helmet. He's the boy every girl crushes on. The boy I get into trouble with, the boy I fight with, the hot quarterback no girl can resist, not even me. Being with Danny is like being on an adventure. He has a bright, contagious smile and abs to die for. He's pretty much irresistible.

Ashton Summers is on her way to becoming the most popular girl in school and nothing - or no one - is going to stand in her way. Especially not Luca Byron, her freak neighbor, with his tattoos, loud music, and distracting green eyes.

Sixth grader Greg Heffley doesn't understand his annoying younger brother, obnoxious older one, or well-meaning parents. But he knows enough to record his daily thoughts in a manly journal - not some girly diary. In a unique novel brimming with laugh-out-loud moments, Greg chronicles his first turbulent year of middle school.

My name is Adelaide Edington, and my life was mapped out for me before I even entered the world: who I'd date, where I’d attend college, what I'd be when I grew up. But there comes a time in everyone's life when they face a fork in the road. Should I go left, or should I go right? It didn't matter as long as I didn't remain stagnant any longer. Jett Stone opened me up to a whole new world, reminding me that it was okay to find my own way. I could have roots in Willow Springs and still spread my wings and fly. What I didn't expect was to fall in love with the broody football player.

Les derniers faes du Royaume-Uni sont maudits, prisonniers de leur manoir sur l’île de Faerywood. Tous les dix ans, dans l’espoir de briser le sort, ils invitent un groupe d’humains au Jeu des Maudits, une compétition au cours de laquelle les joueurs doivent percer le mystère de la malédiction.Cette année, Everly Quinn reçoit son invitation, dix ans après son frère, Jake. Elle compte bien découvrir pourquoi il n’est jamais revenu… mais la tâche s'annonce plus compliquée qu'elle ne l'avait imaginé.

It's been 18 months since the Raxter School for Girls was put under quarantine, since the Tox hit and pulled Hetty's life out from under her. It started slow. First the teachers died, one by one. Then it began to infect the students, turning their bodies strange and foreign. Now, left to fend for themselves on their island home, the girls don't dare wander outside the school's fence, where the Tox has made the woods wild and dangerous. They wait for the cure they were promised as the Tox seeps into everything. But when Byatt goes missing, Hetty will do anything to find her.

They are the fatemarked. Misunderstood. Worshipped. Hated. Murdered at birth. Their time to step into the light has come. An ancient prophecy foretold their coming, the chosen few who will bring peace to a land embroiled in a century of mistrust and war. When kings start dying, that hope and belief swiftly turns to fear. Roan Loren is one of the fatemarked, but has hidden his mark of power his entire life, fearing the damage it might cause to those around him. A great evil is coming. He can't hide anymore.

The long path to the throne has only just begun for Aelin Galathynius. Loyalties have been broken and bought, friends have been lost and gained, and those who possess magic find themselves at odds with those don't. As the kingdoms of Erilea fracture around her, enemies must become allies if Aelin is to keep those she loves from falling to the dark forces poised to claim her world. With war looming on all horizons, the only chance for salvation lies in a desperate quest that may mark the end of everything Aelin holds dear.

Et si les garçons pour lesquels vous aviez eu le béguin découvraient vos sentiments... tous en même temps ? Lara Jean Song conserve précieusement des lettres d’amour dans une boîte a chapeau. Ce ne sont pas des lettres qu’elle a reçues, ce sont celles qu’elle a écrites. Une pour chaque garçon qu’elle a aimé. Jusqu’au jour où Lara découvre que ses lettres secrètes ont toutes été postées... Mais qui sait ? Quelque chose de positif pourrait ressortir de ces lettres, après tout !

Dylane a désormais quatorze ans. Sa fragile relation amoureuse avec le beau Malik s’est terminée en fiasco monumental et elle n’adresse plus la parole à Colin, depuis le baiser qu’ils ont échangé. Sans oublier que sa cousine Mirabelle lui mène la vie dure, en la remisant au rancart dès que son chum Émile est dans le décor. Dylane se sent plus seule que jamais. Elle fera la rencontre de Florence qui deviendra très proche de Dylane.

Sunniva n'a plus que quelques mois à vivre, alors elle voyage seule dans la galaxie, goûte à tout, vit à fond, sans se retourner. Eyro est leur premier ambassadeur. Pacifiste, guidé par la raison, il détient un remède capable de sauver des millions de vies. Mais sa mission éthique et millimétrée vacille au contact de cette humaine imprévisible. Car en lui, quelque chose s'éveille… quelque chose qu'il n'a pas le droit de ressentir.

Chaol Westfall has always defined himself by his unwavering loyalty, his strength, and his position as the captain of the Guard. But all of that has changed since the glass castle shattered, since his men were slaughtered, since the king of Adarlan spared him from a killing blow, but left his body broken. His only shot at recovery lies with the legendary healers of the Torre Cesme in Antica - the stronghold of the southern continent's mighty empire.

Moi : En tout cas, tu vas être content, puisque je m’en vais dans deux jours ! Tu me verras plus et je serai plus là pour me mêler de tes affaires ! Colin : Génial ! Moi : Super ! Il est allé s’enfermer dans sa chambre en claquant la porte et moi...moi, je suis restée là, les bras ballants, sans savoir quoi faire. Je n’avais pas d’endroit où aller pour me calmer et pour reprendre mes esprits. Ou pour pleurer....

Colin me faisait dos et refusait de tourner la tête vers moi. Il n’avait pas non plus le courage de venir me parler. Alors comment je pouvais réagir, hein? J’ai crié après lui sans pouvoir me retenir. Et je lui ai dit à peu près ceci.... Moi (les larmes aux yeux): Tu pourrais au moins me regarder, il me semble! Espèce de...espèce de lâche!

Everyone Celaena Sardothien loves has been taken from her. But she's at last returned to the empire - for vengeance, to rescue her once-glorious kingdom, and to confront the shadows of her past.... She has embraced her identity as Aelin Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen. But before she can reclaim her throne, she must fight. She will fight for her cousin, a warrior prepared to die just to see her again. She will fight for her friend, a young man trapped in an unspeakable prison.

They call him the Silent Death, because he kills without sound and leaves none capable of speaking in his wake… When the empire’s deadliest fae murderer catches her wielding forbidden magic, twenty-year-old Emelin believes her hour has come. Instead, her inhumanly beautiful captor spares her life, but carries her off on his velvet wings into the one place from which no human ever returns: The heart of the Fae Isles. The treacherous Crimson Court, where the Mother of faekind has ruled unchallenged over fae and humans for decades.

I am a weed. Unloved by my abusive, alcoholic dad. Unwanted by my classmates. Unnoticed by everyone else. But I'd suffer anything to give my kid sister a better life - the minute I turn 18, I'm getting us the hell out of here. And some hot stranger telling me I am the key to stopping a war between Heaven and Hell isn't going to change that. Let the world crumble and burn, for all I care. Draven is relentless, though. And very much a liar. Every time his sexy lips are moving, I can see it - even if my heart begs me to ignore the signs. So what does he want?

Moi: J’ai des petites nouvelles pour toi! Tu vaux rien du tout! T’es un microbe! Une fourmi! Un virus! UNE BACTÉRIE!!! Émile le débile: Ouuuuuh… ça me touche, ce que tu me dis. J’ai de la grosse pe-peine. Je vais presque me mettre à pleurer. Moi: Je m’en fous! Je suis juste ben contente que ma cousine ait compris quel genre de gars tu es. Et je vais m’assurer que toutes les filles qui te croiseront le sachent, elles aussi!

Eth bien, j’ai des petites nouvelles pour toi, Dylane Morin! Je ne vais t’accorder aucune chance! C’est moi qui vais remporter ces élections! Parce que, contrairement à toi, j’ai d’autres priorités dans la vie que le maquillage et les vêtements! Maintenant, laisse-moi tranquille, j’ai des occupations hautement plus importantes!