V.C Andrews Is A Genius- Author Crush

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Until her departure from this world, in 1986 V.C Andrews was a renowned author.
V.C Andrews left behind a legacy that cannot be forgotten. Her first book flowers in the attic was published in the year 1979 and ever since then she has been a blessing not only to the literary community but the rest of the world.

Not only have her books been adapted into movies, but there have also been translated into nineteen languages.

Personally, I first fell in love with V.C Andrews in the year 2009 after reading one of her books from The Orphans Series titled Runaways. Her fantastic style of writing got me stuck to her forever. What is most fascinating to me about V.C Andrews is her ability to tell sad stories in a way that the reader is able to connect with the characters.

Dear V.C Andrews, you inspire me to stick to my unique style always so I say thank you for being you. A genius! You are my Author Crush this month of June.

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