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Incoherent
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  • Reads 12,982
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  • Parts 51
  • Time 4h 50m
Complete, First published Nov 20, 2014
"Speaking of names, what's yours?" I asked.

"What's your name?"

"I asked you first," I frowned a bit and crossed my arms. The boy just shrugged and waited for an answer from me.

I sighed. "Lillian Mora Maxwell."

"Thomas. Thomas Bright." He grinned at me cockily. I don't think I'll ever forget his smile. It was... Enchanting.

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Lillian Maxwell wasn't a normal girl.

She suffered from many different sleeping disorders, all falling under the most common one: insomnia. 

She's half asleep for nearly every class of the day, and couldn't even stay awake long enough to hear someone ask her out. She's utterly clueless of everything going on around her.

But one night changes her life forever.

She's no longer tired, even though she never slept.

Someone has opened her world to the point of never going back.

But can she handle it all?

It all starts with the boy who climbed through her window in the middle of the night, asking if she had any milk.

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Awards won:
Rose Awards for Best Romance ( People's Choice ) 09/17/16
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