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Science fiction [girlxgirl] It is the year 3,125. The ozone layer has almost been completely destroyed, and the government has created large "bubbles" to surround the cities of the world to protect the people from the toxic gases. They are believed to be impenetrable, and cannot break down. However, a group of people want to destroy the bubbles, and the world is convinced that they are mass murderers. They have learned a way to destroy these "invincible" bubbles, and everyone is determined to stop them. But Sam and her friends Ella and Lance discover that there is a much bigger reason behind these crimes. A reason that nobody thought could be true.
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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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