Over the course of our lives as readers, we've gone from YA fantasy and dystopian novels like Percy Jackson and The Maze Runner to heartbreaking, tragic books like those by John Green, and eventually to anything featuring fairy porn and sweaty hockey players. Not to mention the ultimate tearjerkers: The Fault in Our Stars, Looking for Alaska, and The Perks of Being a Wallflower. If there wasn't at least one death in it, I wasn't interested. I'm a true zillennial, after all.