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Chapter Forty-Three. Chapter Forty-Four. Chapter Forty-Five. Chapter Forty-Six. Chapter Forty-Seven. Acknowledgments. Praise. Other Books by Veronica Roth. IdentifierVeronicaRothInsurgent. Identifier-arkark://t7qn9xr OcrABBYY FineReader Ppi ScannerInternet Archive HTML5. Veronica Roth's second #1 New York Times bestseller continues the dystopian thrill ride that began in To read e-books on the BookShout App, download it on: .


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Insurgent [PDF], the second book Download Divergent [PDF], Insurgent [PDF] and Allegiant [PDF] or you pdf Allegiant by Veronica deotertuachartpep.ml A sequel to the best-selling Divergent finds Tris Prior's initiation day shattered by Erudite simulation attacks that end the lives of several loved ones and launch a. eBooks Download Divergent 2 Insurgent [PDF, ePub] by Veronica Roth Read Full Online "Click Visit button" to access full FREE ebook.

The secret video, narrated by Edith Prior , from "an organization fighting for peace", reveals that the world had become corrupt, and the city was sealed to allow the Divergents to increase, after which Amity was to open the fence forever and allow the population to re-enter the world. The room erupts in voices as the book ends. Setting[ edit ] The setting is a dystopian Chicago in the far future, where Lake Michigan has turned into a giant marsh. The Candor compound surrounds a ruined Merchandise Mart , called by them the "Merciless Mart" due to their unrelenting honesty.

The Amity live on farms, located outside a fence that surrounds the city and keeps the other factions in ; their central meeting area is a building with a great tree in the center.

The Dauntless compound is the combination of a glass building and a deep cave underneath it, nicknamed "The Pit. The standard retail version includes previously unreleased material deleted scenes. Trade publication Publisher Weekly received the novel enthusiastically: "Roth knows how to write. So even though this second book of the trilogy that began with Divergent feels like a necessary bridge between the haunting story she created in book one and the hinted-at chaos of book three, readers will be quick to forgive.

The climactic reveal, hinting at the secret origins of their society, is neither surprising nor particularly plausible, but the frenzied response makes for another spectacular cliffhanger. Retrieved March 25, Select a title to see its linked publication history and general information.

Select a particular edition title for more data at that level, such as a front cover image or linked contents. Insurgent Collector's Edition. Its okay, Christina says. Weve been in here way too long. Its been days since Evelyn mastered the chaos in the lobby of Erudite headquarters with a few short commands and had all the prisoners hustled away to cells on the third floor.

A factionless woman came to doctor our wounds and distribute painkillers, and weve eaten and showered several times, but no one has told us whats going on outside. No matter how forcefully Ive asked them. I thought Tobias would come by now, I say, dropping to the edge of my cot.

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Where is he? Maybe hes still angry that you lied to him and went behind his back to work with his father, Cara says. I glare at her. Four wouldnt be that petty, Christina says, either to chastise Cara or to reassure me, Im not sure. Somethings probably going on thats keeping him away. He told you to trust him. In the chaos, when everyone was shouting and the factionless were trying to push us toward the staircase, I curled my fingers in the hem of his shirt so I wouldnt lose him.

He took my wrists in his hands and pushed me away, and those were the words he said. Trust me. Go where they tell you. Im trying, I say, and its true. Im trying to trust him.

But every part of me, every fiber and every nerve, is straining toward freedom, not just from this cell but from the prison of the city beyond it. I need to see whats outside the fence. And with that memory is another one, one of waiting for Beatrice Prior to go to her death, of my fists against the door, of her legs slung across Peters arms when he told me she was just drugged.

I hate this place. It isnt as clean as it was when it was the Erudite compound; now it is ravaged by war, bullet holes in the walls and the broken glass of shattered lightbulbs everywhere. I walk over dirty footprints and beneath flickering lights to her cell and I am admitted without question, because I bear the factionless symbolan empty circleon a black band around my arm and Evelyns features on my face.

Tobias Eaton was a shameful name, and now it is a powerful one. Tris crouches on the ground inside, shoulder to shoulder with Christina and diagonal from Cara.

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My Tris should look pale and smallshe is pale and small, after allbut instead the room is full of her. Her round eyes find mine and she is on her feet, her arms wound tightly around my waist and her face against my chest. I squeeze her shoulder with one hand and run my other hand over her hair, still surprised when her hair stops above her neck instead of below it.

I was happy when she cut it, because it was hair for a warrior and not a girl, and I knew that was what she would need. Howd you get in? Im Tobias Eaton, I say, and she laughs. I keep forgetting.

She pulls away just far enough to look at me. There is a wavering expression in her eyes, like she is a heap of leaves about to be scattered by the wind. Whats happening? What took you so long? She sounds desperate, pleading. For all the horrible memories this place carries for me, it carries more for her, the walk to her execution, her brothers betrayal, the fear serum.

I have to get her out. Cara looks up with interest. I feel uncomfortable, like I have shifted in my skin and it doesnt quite fit anymore. I hate having an audience. Evelyn has the city under lockdown, I say. No one goes a step in any direction without her say-so. A few days ago she gave a speech about uniting against our oppressors, the people outside. Christina says. She takes a vial from her pocket and dumps the contents into her mouth painkillers for the bullet wound in her leg, I assume.

I slide my hands into my pockets. Evelynand a lot of people, actuallythink we shouldnt leave the city just to help a bunch of people who shoved us in here so they could use us later. They want to try to heal the city and solve our own problems instead of leaving to solve other peoples. Im paraphrasing, of course, I say. I suspect that opinion is very convenient for my mother, because as long as were all contained, shes in charge.

The second we leave, she loses her hold. Tris rolls her eyes. Of course she would choose the most selfish route possible. She has a point. A few generations back. An ancestor. The word feels old inside me, like crumbling brick.

I touch one wall of the cell as I turn around. The panel is cold and white. My ancestor, and this is the inheritance she passed to me: freedom from the factions, and the knowledge that my Divergent identity is more important than I could have known.

My existence is a signal that we need to leave this city and offer our help to whoever is outside it. I want to know, Cara says, running her hand over her face. I need to know how long weve been here. Would you stop pacing for one minute? I stop in the middle of the cell and raise my eyebrows at her. Sorry, she mumbles. Its okay, Christina says. Weve been in here way too long. Its been days since Evelyn mastered the chaos in the lobby of Erudite headquarters with a few short commands and had all the prisoners hustled away to cells on the third floor.

A factionless woman came to doctor our wounds and distribute painkillers, and weve eaten and showered several times, but no one has told us whats going on outside.

No matter how forcefully Ive asked them. I thought Tobias would come by now, I say, dropping to the edge of my cot. Where is he? Maybe hes still angry that you lied to him and went behind his back to work with his father, Cara says. I glare at her.

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Four wouldnt be that petty, Christina says, either to chastise Cara or to reassure me, Im not sure. Somethings probably going on thats keeping him away. He told you to trust him. In the chaos, when everyone was shouting and the factionless were trying to push us toward the staircase, I curled my fingers in the hem of his shirt so I wouldnt lose him.

He took my wrists in his hands and pushed me away, and those were the words he said. Trust me. Go where they tell you. Im trying, I say, and its true. Im trying to trust him. But every part of me, every fiber and every nerve, is straining toward freedom, not just from this cell but from the prison of the city beyond it.

I need to see whats outside the fence. And with that memory is another one, one of waiting for Beatrice Prior to go to her death, of my fists against the door, of her legs slung across Peters arms when he told me she was just drugged. I hate this place. It isnt as clean as it was when it was the Erudite compound; now it is ravaged by war, bullet holes in the walls and the broken glass of shattered lightbulbs everywhere.

I walk over dirty footprints and beneath flickering lights to her cell and I am admitted without question, because I bear the factionless symbolan empty circleon a black band around my arm and Evelyns features on my face.

Tobias Eaton was a shameful name, and now it is a powerful one. Tris crouches on the ground inside, shoulder to shoulder with Christina and diagonal from Cara. My Tris should look pale and smallshe is pale and small, after allbut instead the room is full of her. Her round eyes find mine and she is on her feet, her arms wound tightly around my waist and her face against my chest. I squeeze her shoulder with one hand and run my other hand over her hair, still surprised when her hair stops above her neck instead of below it.

I was happy when she cut it, because it was hair for a warrior and not a girl, and I knew that was what she would need. Howd you get in?

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Im Tobias Eaton, I say, and she laughs. I keep forgetting.

She pulls away just far enough to look at me. There is a wavering expression in her eyes, like she is a heap of leaves about to be scattered by the wind. Whats happening? What took you so long? She sounds desperate, pleading. For all the horrible memories this place carries for me, it carries more for her, the walk to her execution, her brothers betrayal, the fear serum.

I have to get her out. Cara looks up with interest. I feel uncomfortable, like I have shifted in my skin and it doesnt quite fit anymore.

I hate having an audience.

Evelyn has the city under lockdown, I say. No one goes a step in any direction without her say-so.For a moment all I can think is, How could you possibly know?

Maybe later, I say. So she must be older, Cara says, leaning her head against the wall. Now that the adrenaline rush of yesterday is gone, and whatever made me sleep has worn off, the deep ache and shooting pains of my shoulder are intense. She has a point. Tobias touches the small of my back, guiding me to the edge of the meeting space, behind the Abnegation.

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