The Selection (The Selection, #1)

by Kiera Cass

I didn’t want to be royalty. And I didn’t want to be a One.

Things had been strained around here for far too long.

I knew she thought I was being unreasonable now, to not even want to fill out a silly little form.

You’re going to make someone very fat and happy one day,”

“I’m going to make you fat and happy. You know that.”

that’s so cute

But you should know that love can wear away under the stress of being married. Someone you think you love now, you might start to hate when he couldn’t provide for you. And if you couldn’t take care of your children, it’d be even worse. Love doesn’t always survive under those types of circumstances.”

“But no matter what, I want you to be loved. You deserve to be loved. And I hope you get to marry for love and not a number.”

But I knew it wasn’t okay. It wasn’t okay at all.

But at least they were trying.

but they look a hot ass mess doing jt

I didn’t want this. If I wasn’t pretty enough, surely that was a good thing.

you’re gorgeous

“I don’t know,” I hedged. “There was that girl who had on so much red lipstick she looked like she was bleeding. Maybe the prince likes that kind of thing.”

LMAOOAOA

“Miss America Singer of Carolina, Five.”

YES

Anna Farmer—a Four who worked land for a living—reached up and slapped Celeste across the face.

damn anna

“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.”

“Maxon, I’m not completely sure what we are, but we’re definitely more than friends.”

END OF BOOK ONE

nooo