Stolen: A Letter to My Captor By Lucy Christopher Review

Stolen by Lucy Christopher

Release Date: May 1, 2010

Publisher: Chicken House

Paperback: 301 pages

Characters : Gemma Toombs, Ty MacFarlane

First Sentence : “You saw me before I saw you.”

Last Sentence :  “Goodbye Ty, Gemma.”


It 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.

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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.


Slolen was an unusual book for me and definitely in a good way!
Gemma, who was supposed to be spending her summer holiday with her parents in Vietnam is kidnapped from the Bangkok airport and taken to the Australian outback. To the endless sand, dirt, heat and dryness. This setting is the epicentre of this novel, described very vividly through out the whole novel. Her captor Ty is no stereotype though. He is a typical blue-eyed and blonde hair guy. He is fit, young and extremely gorgeous.
Gemma can’t understand why Ty chose her or why he seems familiar and she struggles to adjust to her barren new surroundings. Gemma is desperate for escape but even as she resists him and hates him, she finds herself wanting his company, and begins to see him as something other than a monster, although she’s not quite sure what.
Ty is the stronger character in this novel. We see flashes of anger, patience, joy, hope, love, torment… He is incredibly complex and I both pitied him and wanted him happy.
This is an intense and vivid tale of an unusual love story and a psychological thriller, where lines of love, obsession and need are blended together, to a point where there are almost no boundaries. This novel thoroughly explores the themes of madness, obsession, desire, need, dependency. And dark representation of infatuation.
Christopher’s writing is absolutely gorgeous. It’s cleverly written and very vividly described. We are always in step with Gemma, feeling everything she feels. Stolen takes a form of a letter written to Ty reflecting on the strange and disturbing time spent in the wild outback of Australia.
I would have wanted a different ending, but the one the author chose is probably more realistic. You won’t want to put down this absorbing portrait of two shattered people who navigate through their angst and fear and rage in search of healing and renewal, and you won’t soon forget it.

Favorite Quotes

“I can’t save you like that Ty.
What you did to me wasn’t this brilliant thing, like you think it was. You took me away from everything – my parents, my friends, my life. You took me to the sand and the heat, the dirt and isolation. And you expected me to love you. And that’s the hardest bit. Because I did, or at least, I loved something out there. But I hated you too. I can’t forget that.”

“And it’s hard to hate someone once you understand them.”

“Where are you going?” I asked.
“The middle of nowhere.”
“I thought this was it.”
“Nah.” You shook your head. “This is just the edge.”

“You’re right, he’s a killer,” you said. “A rooster with some serious issues.”

“Ninja chicken isn’t he?” You grinned at me, rolling your sleeves up.”We’ll see about that.”
You reached into the cage. Instantly Dick was onto your hand, clawing at you, biting chunks with his beak.
“Godamn rooster!”

“All I could think about was you. I wanted you in the apartment. I wanted your arms around me, your face close to mine. I wanted your smell. And I knew I couldn’t -shouldn’t – have it. That’s what I hated most. The uncertainty of you. You’d kidnapped me, put my life in danger . . . but I loved you, too.”