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Coarse Language: Very small amount but still there. Not horrible words though.
Sexual Content: Slight innuendos, kissing. Doesn't get much wrose than that.
Violence: The girls fight against each other, verbally and physically.
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'Gavril laughed. "She sounds like a feisty one herself." "I get a lot of my stubborness from her." "So you're stubborn, then? have a bit of a temper?" I saw Maxon covering his mouth with his hands, laughing. "Sometimes." "If you have a temper, would you happen to be the one who yelled at our prince?" I sighed. "Yes, it was me. And right now, my mother is having a heart attack." "Make her tell the whole story," Maxon managed to gasp out. "Oh!" Gavril's head swiveled between me and Maxon, "The whole story?" I glared at Maxon before I started. "Well, it was the first day, and I felt sick. I was trying to get outside, and I was practically fainting in the guard's arms when Maxon came by and let me out. Outside, I didn't feel very good, so I ended up accusing him of being selfish and shallow." I heard the Queen and King laugh, and I thought that maybe, just maybe, they saw me as more than just a stranger.'
-Quoted by AMERICA
"And why am I still here?" My voice was barely above a whisper. I was sure this was going to hurt. In the pit of my stomach I was sure I was only still here because he was too good to break his promise.
"America, I thought I'd made myself clear," Maxon said calmly. He let out a patient sigh and used his hand to nudge by chin. When I was finally looking into his eyes, he confessed.
"If this were a simpler matter, I'd have eliminated everyone else by now. I know how I feel about you. Maybe it's impulsive of me to think I could be so sure, but I'm certain I would be happy with you."
I blushed. I could feel tears rising, but I blinked them away. The expression on his face was so adoring, I didn't want to miss it.
"These are the moment when I feel like you and I have broken down every last wall, and then others when I think you only want to stay for convenience. If I knew that for sure that I, and I alone, was your motivation..."
"'He is a good winner. He's even gracious when he's gotten the raw end of things.' Like a knee to the royal jewels for example." -America
Gavril laughed. "She sounds like a feisty one herself." "I get a lot of my stubbornness from her." "So you're stubborn, then? Have a bit of a temper?" I saw Maxon covering his mouth with his hands, laughing. "Sometimes." "If you have a temper, would you happen to be the one who yelled at our prince?" I sighed. "Yes, it was me. And right now, my mother is having a heart attack."
“Do you think the ability to sleep in
counts as a special skill?” I asked Dad, trying to sound torn over the decision.
“Yes, list that. And don’t forget to write that you can eat an entire meal in under five minutes,” he replied. I laughed. It was true; I did tend to inhale my food.
“Oh, the both of you! Why don’t you just
write down that you’re an absolute heathen!” My mother went storming from the room.
SummaryAdd a Summary
America Singer, a five in the war-ruined country Illea, enters a contest to go be Prince Maxon's "darling". She thinks ugh. Her mother thinks aww. So she enters the contest for her mother. (the rest is spoiler alert) At the castle, she makes friends and enemies. She wants to be Maxon"s friend instead of lover. Make sure to read the next book, The Elite.
America Singer is a five. She lives a normal five life. Loving her little sister, working, and performing.
But one day, the prince of Illéa, Maxon, announces a Selection, where they will randomly choose one normal girl to become the princess. Mrs.Singer insists on entering America in the contest. America agrees, knowing she has no chance of winning. But when Gavril, Illéa's TV speaker, announces, "America Singer!" And her face shows up on the screen, America's life is changed for ever.