Books For 13/14 Year-olds Novels & Stories

"Liam?" I offer. "Right. That boys like him are the option around these parts." I snort a laugh. "That doesn't mean I can't take care of myself. I mean, how do you not? You got me hooked on these romance books. I don't know how you read them and not have to handle your own lady business sometimes." A pretty blonde walking past gives us the side eye, making my blush grow. Sex is not something I grew up talking about. I'd gone to boarding school while Lexi lived in a group home. My mom never gave me any kind of sex talk. Ever.

I glance at the cover of the book she slid across the counter: a Catherine Bybee novel. “Oh, wow, Mathilda. You’re a fan of Catherine Bybee?” I smile, genuinely impressed as I open the ledger. “It’s refreshing to see a teenager with such classic taste. Most girls your age are glued to their phones, but here you are, diving into a good romance.”

The Little Mermaid popped out at me, as did The Emperor's New Clothes, but I thought maybe a story that people are foolish in public wouldn’t be the best choice. Then I looked around some more and picked up Floca’s Moonshot: The Flight of Apollo 11, Lewis’s The Wolf, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, and Dahl’s Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, and a few others. I paused at the Harry Potter series, but while the girls were old enough, being werewolves, for the story, I knew the sizes of the books would put them off. Next year, I thought. They’d have handled textbooks by then and wouldn’t be so rapidly opposed to books an inch thick or more.

DISCLAIMER Age Recommendation This book is intended for readers aged 16 and over. It is not suitable for children or young teens. Reader discretion is advised. Parents, guardians, and educators are advised to review content if this book is accessed by younger readers. This is a work of fiction. All characters, names, places, cultures, organizations, supernatural creatures, and events depicted in this book are entirely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual people (living or dead), real places, or true events is purely coincidental and unintentional. The world in which this story takes place is fictional and does not exist in reality.

One of the girls who found Sonia ‘cool’ then asked, “What's your favorite book?” A lot of books were her favorite, but she ditched them all to say, “You probably haven't heard of it. It's called The Age of Exploration.” She felt Darrell look her way as soon as she said this, but she pretended not to have noticed. “It's a history book, actually,” she continued. The teens' faces scrunched up in distaste. “History?” one of them groaned. “Ugh, boring.” “Yeah, who wants to read about a bunch of old dead guys?” Another one chimed in.

I can't wait! I smiled excitedly at the thought and brought the book that I've been holding close to my chest. Just like in every story, 18 is the age where life starts to become more interesting. Just imagining scenarios of what could possibly happen just like in books, I couldn’t help but smile broadly. Suddenly, the winds began to blow stronger than ever that the ship began to rock violently.

Erika couldn't answer what Lei said to the two of them, telling them the real story of the war that had killed Erika's parents. "My niece will help you get over what you're going through with your daddy before I help you awaken your powers. I hope that in time you'll accept who you really are. I know that won't be easy for you," Lei said, turning the book back to normal and handing it to Erika. Lei said that normal people couldn't read what was in the book because the book she gave him was not ordinary. "That book is only for deities except for my niece and I, so we can read it because we're not ordinary," Lei replied.

"Here we are! Our children's section. What age range are you looking for?" Liam thinks for a moment. "around 8-10 years old." The librarian nods. "Great! Let me show you some popular choices." She points out a few shelves, and Liam browses through the titles, picking up three books with eye-catching covers and engaging summaries. As he heads to the checkout counter, the librarian asks, "Find everything you needed?" Liam smiles. "Yes, thanks to your help! These look great." The librarian rings up the books and hands him the total. "You know, if you're interested, we have some other wonderful children's books that just came in. I think your children might love them."

Chapter 1: On her knees 🫦💦 The gym was quiet at 9:45 PM. Most of the lights had been dimmed. I had just finished wiping down the last squat rack when the front door opened. Isabella Voss walked in. She moved with the confidence of someone who knew every inch of this place belonged to her father. At twenty-two, she was breathtaking; she had long, wavy black hair tied in a high ponytail that swayed with each step, and a body that made my professional detachment crack the moment I saw her.

Some men came forth to welcome us. We walked inside the building and we started to tour the building. It had all ages. From Six months to Eighteen years old. We first moved into the fantasy section. The children side had fairies and princesses sculpture. Then the adult side had more of mythical creatures, gods and goddesses, and vikings. Then we moved over to the romance section. It started from age ten. Different sections for different times of romance. From Contemporary to historical fiction. Then we moved down to horror. It had ghosts and zombies. The structures were all beautiful. Then the reading session was in the middle of the library.