Ostracized or incarcerated her whole life, seventeen-year-old Juliette is freed on the condition that she use her horrific abilities in support of The Reestablishment, a post-apocalyptic dictatorship, but Adam, the only person ever to show her affection, offers hope of a better future.

"The hottest YA title to hit bookstores since The Hunger Games."--Entertainment Weekly. This New York Times bestseller is perfect for fans of 1984, Brave New World, Black Mirror, and The Handmaids Tale. Cassia has always trusted the Society to make the right choices for her: what to read, what to watch, what to believe. So when Xander's face appears on-screen at her Matching ceremony, Cassia knows he is her ideal mate . . . until she sees Ky Markham's...

Juliette takes over Sector 45 as the Supreme Commander of North America, but when tragedy strikes, she must face the darkness that lives both around and inside her to overcome the challenge of using her power only for good in the face of adversity.

Using the identity of Ella Sommers, Juliette teams up with Warner to bring down the Reestablishment while struggling to understand the past that haunts her.

Alice, who claims to be a Temporary Fairy, still has a lot to learn, such as how to make her clothes put themselves away in the closet.

When the Berlin Wall went up, Gerta, her mother, and her brother Fritz are trapped on the eastern side where they were living, while her father, and her other brother Dominic are in the West--four years later, now twelve, Gerta sees her father on a viewing platform on the western side and realizes he wants her to risk her life trying to tunnel to freedom.

After the worst Halloween ever, Carly Beth assumed that nothing could be scarier than a drooling rubber mask with a mind of its own. The Haunted Mask is its name. Don't wear it out. One year later, the ugly, green mask mysteriously calls out to her again, and ugly, green masks don't like to be ignored. If Carly Beth can survive the night, even a terrifying amusement park like HorrorLand might seem like a vacation. Then again, maybe not . . .