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The Darkest Minds

In a society where a mysterious disease has caused a majority of children to develop dangerous abilities, a group of teens with unique powers must navigate a dangerous world. The story follows a girl named Ruby, who discovers she has the ability to control minds, and her struggle to survive and find others like her. more

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Alexandra Bracken
Alexandra Bracken

Alexandra Bracken is an American author recognized for her contributions to young adult fiction. Born on February 27, 1987, she has become well-known for her novels that blend fantasy and romance elements, offering captivating stories to young readers. more

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