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Hayley closed her eyes a bit, lips parted. “I—I don’t know,” She whispered, blinking up at him as they stood close together. He was so close, and his breath ghosted over her face, and she should be running, doing something because Hello, powerful Archangel here, but she can’t find it in herself to really care.

Lucifer was curious, very curious. Why he cared to deal with this particular curiosity with this little human, the archangel didn’t care to worry about right now. His hand was still on the side of her face, resting over her cheek and fingers pushing her hair back. With a gentle push, a slight urging, he tilted her head up….. 

Hayley licked her lips a little and moved closer, leaning in as her head was tilted up. She pressed her lips to his and let her eyes slide shut, one hand resting on his wrist and the other on his shoulder. 

It was new, it was strange, it was different, it was.. intriguing. This soft brush of lips was something the archangel wasn’t familiar with through actual experience, though knowledge wasn’t hidden from him, and to feel it now, to test it out with this little human… It was, curious to say the least. He tilted her head more, deepening this kiss. 

Hayley let her one hand slid up until her arm was wrapped around his neck, their bodies pressed together while they kissed. She let her other hand come up and rest on the back of his head, stretching up on her tiptoes a bit.

He deepened the kiss as he felt her hands come around him, felt her touch him. She didn’t seem to fear him—hadn’t seemed to fear him the entire time—and it was different. This whole thing was different, just as she was. His cool Grace brushed over her, his own essence such an opposite feeling to her own warmth and he realized, then, that he wanted to feel more of that—that warmth. 

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Bold those books you’ve read in their entirety.

Italicize the ones you started but didn’t finish or read only an excerpt.

1 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen

2 The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien

3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte

4 Harry Potter series - J.K. Rowling

5 To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee

6 The Bible

7 Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte

8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell

9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman

10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens

11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott

12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy

13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller

14 Complete Works of Shakespeare

15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier

16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien

17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks

18 Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger

19 The Time Traveller’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger

20 Middlemarch – George Eliot

21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell

22 The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald

23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens

24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy

25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams

26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh

27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky

28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck

29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll

30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame

31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy 

32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens

33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis

34 Emma – Jane Austen

35 Persuasion – Jane Austen

36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis

37 The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini

38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernieres

39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden

40 Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne

41 Animal Farm – George Orwell

42 The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown

43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez

44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving

45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins

46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery

47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy

48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood

49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding

50 Atonement – Ian McEwan

51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel

52 Dune – Frank Herbert

53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons

54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen

55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth

56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon

57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens

58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley

59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon

60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez

61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck

62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov

63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt

64 The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold

65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas

66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac

67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy

68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding

69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie

70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville

71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens

72 Dracula – Bram Stoker

73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett

74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson

75 Ulysses – James Joyce 

76 The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath

77 Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome

78 Germinal – Emile Zola

79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray

80 Possession – AS Byatt

81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens

82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchel

83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker

84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro

85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert

86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry

87 Charlotte’s Web – EB White

88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom

89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

90 The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton

91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad

92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery

93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks

94 Watership Down – Richard Adams

95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole

96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute

97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas

98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare

99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl

100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

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Hayley closed her eyes a bit, lips parted. “I—I don’t know,” She whispered, blinking up at him as they stood close together. He was so close, and his breath ghosted over her face, and she should be running, doing something because Hello, powerful Archangel here, but she can’t find it in herself to really care.

Lucifer was curious, very curious. Why he cared to deal with this particular curiosity with this little human, the archangel didn’t care to worry about right now. His hand was still on the side of her face, resting over her cheek and fingers pushing her hair back. With a gentle push, a slight urging, he tilted her head up….. 

Hayley licked her lips a little and moved closer, leaning in as her head was tilted up. She pressed her lips to his and let her eyes slide shut, one hand resting on his wrist and the other on his shoulder. 

It was new, it was strange, it was different, it was.. intriguing. This soft brush of lips was something the archangel wasn’t familiar with through actual experience, though knowledge wasn’t hidden from him, and to feel it now, to test it out with this little human… It was, curious to say the least. He tilted her head more, deepening this kiss. 

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Hayley closed her eyes a bit, lips parted. “I—I don’t know,” She whispered, blinking up at him as they stood close together. He was so close, and his breath ghosted over her face, and she should be running, doing something because Hello, powerful Archangel here, but she can’t find it in herself to really care.

Lucifer was curious, very curious. Why he cared to deal with this particular curiosity with this little human, the archangel didn’t care to worry about right now. His hand was still on the side of her face, resting over her cheek and fingers pushing her hair back. With a gentle push, a slight urging, he tilted her head up….. 

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Hayley shivered at the touch, closing her eyes and giving a small nod. “Y-yeah. basically.” She said quietly, turning back to face him again. “Figured what’s the use in doing all that if it’s going to be pointless anyways,” She said. 

He continued to run his hand along her skin, fingers barely brushing over her neck, the skin exposed of her shoulders. “And yet, that never seems to stop anyone else,” Lucifer muttered, beginning to feel a warmth come off of this female that was so opposite of his own cold. 

She shrugged, closing her eyes at his touch. “I guess I am just..different,” She said, biting her lip and shifting a little, unknowingly moving closer. 

“Yes,” he said, nodding and continuing his own touch, his own exploration of her. “But the question, little Hayley,” Lucifer whispered, leaning over her, his breath brushing against the bared skin of her neck, “is why.”

“I—I don’t know,” She said softly, one hand coming up absently to touch his cheek a little as he leaned in, not pushing him away or pulling him closer, but just holding him there, moving to look him in the eye, her lips parted. she let her hand trail down his cheek, finally coming to a rest on his chest as they stood together, watching each other. “I really don’t know,” She whispered. 

Lucifer stared at her, his deep, blue eyes unblinking as they held her own. Her touch had been soft, tender and gentle. Unexpected and so unlike the touch and feeling from… everyone else. His gaze had traveled the path of her hand before it had relocked with hers, refusing to look away. As if he needed to figure her out—and now. A mystery he had to solve… 

Her lips parted a little as they stood in silence, shivering as a cool wind blew around them, making her move just a little closer to him. Her green eyes looked away from his intense gaze for a moment before she looked back up, tucking hair behind her ear. 

His hand wrapped around hers as it reached for her hair, and he threaded through the strands. Slowly, feeling the soft hair through his coarse hands… Again, there was the smell from her, the feeling and the warmth that seemed to make her different from so many others. “What is it about you?” the archangel whispered, lips inches from her own. 

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Hayley shivered at the touch, closing her eyes and giving a small nod. “Y-yeah. basically.” She said quietly, turning back to face him again. “Figured what’s the use in doing all that if it’s going to be pointless anyways,” She said. 

He continued to run his hand along her skin, fingers barely brushing over her neck, the skin exposed of her shoulders. “And yet, that never seems to stop anyone else,” Lucifer muttered, beginning to feel a warmth come off of this female that was so opposite of his own cold. 

She shrugged, closing her eyes at his touch. “I guess I am just..different,” She said, biting her lip and shifting a little, unknowingly moving closer. 

“Yes,” he said, nodding and continuing his own touch, his own exploration of her. “But the question, little Hayley,” Lucifer whispered, leaning over her, his breath brushing against the bared skin of her neck, “is why.”

“I—I don’t know,” She said softly, one hand coming up absently to touch his cheek a little as he leaned in, not pushing him away or pulling him closer, but just holding him there, moving to look him in the eye, her lips parted. she let her hand trail down his cheek, finally coming to a rest on his chest as they stood together, watching each other. “I really don’t know,” She whispered. 

Lucifer stared at her, his deep, blue eyes unblinking as they held her own. Her touch had been soft, tender and gentle. Unexpected and so unlike the touch and feeling from… everyone else. His gaze had traveled the path of her hand before it had relocked with hers, refusing to look away. As if he needed to figure her out—and now. A mystery he had to solve… 

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Hayley shivered at the touch, closing her eyes and giving a small nod. “Y-yeah. basically.” She said quietly, turning back to face him again. “Figured what’s the use in doing all that if it’s going to be pointless anyways,” She said. 

He continued to run his hand along her skin, fingers barely brushing over her neck, the skin exposed of her shoulders. “And yet, that never seems to stop anyone else,” Lucifer muttered, beginning to feel a warmth come off of this female that was so opposite of his own cold. 

She shrugged, closing her eyes at his touch. “I guess I am just..different,” She said, biting her lip and shifting a little, unknowingly moving closer. 

“Yes,” he said, nodding and continuing his own touch, his own exploration of her. “But the question, little Hayley,” Lucifer whispered, leaning over her, his breath brushing against the bared skin of her neck, “is why.”

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