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With a watch on his wrist, no memory of his past, and a puzzle-filled room, Atlas tries desperately to escape the elevators. Upon waking to darkness, Atlas stumbles into the white room. His desire for answers driving his feet to move. In the first room, he happens across a puzzle. This puzzle was the beginning of it all. As time passes he moves from room to room. Each one contains a puzzle and an elevator. Just as he believes he has found freedom, the elevators take him down once more. Every move leaves him with more questions and no answers. A never-ending cycle of madness awaits. A/N: 1st Place science fiction- Rose Gold awards 1st Place Science Fiction- June Book Worm Award 2nd Place out of 93 in The new writer awards! (all genres) 2nd Place Science Fiction- The Carnation Award 2nd Place Science Fiction- The Magical Book Awards 3rd Place for Science Fiction- Hidden Gem awards 3rd Place for Science Fiction- Mystical May Contest The following people helped IMMENSELY with editing: @abusiveblueberries, @Aoife_bookworm_bluesc , @silverwarren Cover by yours truly -^^- This came to me in a dream and I decided to put it into reality. Please correct me on any spelling or grammatical errors.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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