Resurrecting from my Reading Challenge hiatus needed a major comeback. After a streak of reading trashy books, I couldn’t make myself go over another one (read: Reckless by SC Stephens), hence, I gave Stolen by Lucy Christopher another try.
I once attempted to read this back in 2011, but found it too disturbing for my concept of a “love story.” Little did I know that this book will cure me and save me from all the cheeseballs chic lit that I’ve just read.
Long story short, yes, I’m done with it (finally!) and I have some confessions to make:
- I’m also suffering from Stockholm Syndrome.
- I cannot imagine such intensity of love to exist amongst men.
- I cried countless times everytime Ty professes how much he cares for and loves Gemma. Mind you, he only said “I love you” once.
- Nothing’s warmer than being miraculously saved from the desert and being brought back to your cabin with all the home care that you need.
- His delicate embrace, as if nothing can hurt you.
- He creates a sub-world for you. It’s freakishly awful, but that’s his only way for you to get to know him.
- But he eventually lets you go. It’s the ultimate stage of proving one’s love.
Everything I’ve written here sounds sick, which proves # 1 to be massively true. That’s how great Lucy Christopher is. Even I got the bug.
Reading Challenge: 11 out of 35