Stolen (Christopher Lucy)

466C8146-93A6-4B88-9117-4E90B458C936It happened like this. I was stolen from an airport. Taken from everything I knew, everything I was used to. Taken to sand and heat, dirt and danger. And he expected me to love him.

This is my story.

A letter from nowhere.

Sixteen-year-old Gemma is kidnapped from Bangkok airport and taken to the Australian Outback. This wild and desolate landscape becomes almost a character in the book, so vividly is it described. Ty, her captor, is no stereotype. He is young, fit and completely gorgeous. This new life in the wilderness has been years in the planning. He loves only her, wants only her. Under the hot glare of the Australian sun, cut off from the world outside, can the force of his love make Gemma love him back?

The story takes the form of a letter, written by Gemma to Ty, reflecting on those strange and disturbing months in the outback. Months when the lines between love and obsession, and love and dependency, blur until they don’t exist–almost.

Now, I feel like I really enjoyed this book because at the time this is the kind of book I was looking for. I was looking for the Stockholm syndrome- I was looking for that bond and that experience of the characters. But I also was kind of let down because I was really hoping for more intimacy and I know that sounds really weird coming from me but I was just wanting them to be more connected with each other I was actually kind of sad they didn’t have those moments and such.


Another reason why I really like these type of books is they make you feel things for the people you shouldn’t. Ty was an outstanding example of this. He was good. He was a GOOD person. To me anyways.

But Gemma, she was so bland. She was not the type of heroine I was looking for in this story. And if I’m being quite honest- she didn’t deserve Ty. Oh yes. I went there.


I enjoyed the book. I truly did. I enjoyed the setting and the things that took place and I was genuinely happy with the book. I just wanted more from the characters. I wanted way more than what I actually got.


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