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I went through books in romance section. I found my one and only favourite book, of all time called 'Stolen' by Lucy Christopher. She is an amazing writer. I have read the whole book more than 3 times and here i am reading it again. The book is more like thriller than romance but i love it anyways. I sat on the corner table and read the book. It felt amazing to read the book again. The girl gets kidnapped from an airport, the boy who kidnaps her, in this book is described as a hot guy.

she laughed nervously. "Hmmm, you'd better be joking..now give me another slice of cake, I'm hungry," Alexa said licking her lips. 'Hungry? Didn't she just eat two slices now?'Stacy said inwardly as she shook her head. "Alexa, you're gonna get fat if you continue eating like this," Stacy warned. "Really? Who told you that?" Alexandria said as she arched one of her eyebrows. "I read it in an article," Stacy said in a low tone.

SOPHIA’S POV I slammed the dorm door behind me and dropped my bag on the floor. Darcy wasn’t there so I turned to look at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was messy, my eyes were puffy from stress and my brain was fried from classes that I had barely survived today. My chest felt heavy and my stomach twisted in knots. I failed a class… freaking failed it. Like seriously? How did I let this happen? I tried to focus today. I really did but my mind kept drifting and it was getting too much.

I was lost in the book for what felt like hours- probably just ten minutes- then I glanced up absently, took in the still silent environment, glanced back down as I turned the next page, then glanced back up only to stare directly into a pair of grey eyes. I couldn't help it. With a shriek, I fell off the stool. Hard. What the- I held a hand to my back with a groan when a sharp pain shot up my spine. Strong arms gently helped me into a sitting position on the floor and I blinked up at him. It felt like I was in a daze. How did he even- I didn't even hear him walk behind the counter- or through the front door- or at all! How can he move so silently?

I smiled and hurriedly walked up to her but as promised, I didn't touch her. " What book are you reading ?" I asked. She remained mute, instead, showed me the book titled " The Werewolf History " it read. I was surprised that she was into stuff like that, even as a werewolf, books like that bore me to my bones. One would be considered insane if such a book catches his or her interest. " Now that you are here, I want to hear it from your mouth since you are a werewolf and would probably know stuff like this. I don't understand what this book is saying " she said, of course, she wouldn't.

*Third person POV* Jasmine closed her book as soon as Shea left the library for work. She brought out her phone and sent a text to someone. She packed her belongings and left the library, but as she got to the hallway that was filled with people, she recognized a particular person, Laurel. Her breath hitched in her throat and she was unable to move. She had been trying her best to avoid Laurel until she came to her class to speak with Shea. She had been dying to know what they talked about that day. She knew it would seem suspicious if asked Shea so, she just kept quiet.

Her eyes went crimson as the pain flooded over her. She realized she had to flee from him as quickly as possible. Her instincts shouted for safety, pushing her to keep a safe distance from him. She noticed that the lift was not moving when she looked at the floor number. “Why…. why is this lift not moving”

Her I*******m was opened and yes, the I*******m page was sitting right there with a total of two million followers and zero following. "Nat...this is huge." I breathed. Your favorite book critic is basically someone who accepts read requests from random people and then she reads the book and drops both the good and bad reviews about the book. Sometimes the bad outweighs the good and vice versa. "I know." She answered. "Why didn't you tell your brother?" I asked her.

I hope you’re still with me by then. But before we end, I would like to make a request. If you have time to spare, please leave a review for LET THE GAMMA FALL FOR ME on the book’s main page. It doesn’t matter if you left a review before. I still want to hear your thoughts as this story ends. It will also help my book get exposure and attract more readers. This book is also competing in the Goodnovel SHE STRIKES BACK Writing Contest, and any comments, gems, coins, and views you give this book will help me in this contest. ♡