50 Shades Grey Book Review Novels & Stories

“I worked my ass off for that course. I stayed up nights. I read every book. I wrote that paper twice. And you just… threw it away because I wouldn’t sleep with you.” He tilted his head. “I didn’t throw it away. I graded it honestly. Your analysis was good. Your structure was solid. But it lacked originality. It lacked passion. It lacked… fire.” “Bullshit.” “Is it?” He stepped even closer. His body heat wrapped around me. “You’re brilliant, Adeyemi. Top of the class. But you play it safe. You write what you think I want to hear. You never risk anything. Never push the boundaries. That’s why you got a fifty-two. Not because you refused me. Because your work was safe. Predictable. Boring.”

“I plan on keeping you happy like this sweetheart. Seeing you this happy I can’t describe the feelings that go on inside me every time I see that smile on your face.” “Oh, how sweet of you.” “As it says in that ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ book we aim to please Miss. Blakemoore.” Wait, What? “You’ve read that book?” This just got interesting. “Not just read baby, I’ve watched the movies too, learned a thing or two from it too but I promise I won’t show you unless you are ready.” “How chivalrous of you, I didn’t expect for you to pick up a smut book like that to read.”

I never imagined Antonio would have something like this here. I spent hours browsing through the shelves, looking for something to pass the time. I found several erotic books that taught about sex and dominance, but there was this particular one that caught my eye: *Fifty Shades of Grey*. I had heard about the book before but never read it. Curious, I took it back to my room, along with a few others, and started reading. Days passed, and as I turned the pages, I began to fully understand.

The old man's face had turned a deep shade of crimson, and he seemed to be struggling to tear his eyes away from Lady Leggy. Grey's eyes were fixed on her, his gaze drinking in every detail of her appearance, from the sparkling tiara on her head to the delicate, sparkling embroidery on her gown. His mouth was slightly ajar, and his eyes had taken on a look of wonder, as if he had just seen a miracle. Lady Leggy, seeming to sense Grey's gaze, turned her attention to him, and a sly smile spread across her face. She raised an eyebrow, and her eyes sparkled with mischief, as if daring Grey to keep staring.

I ordered and she froze, her eyes returning to meet mine in surprise. “Sir, is there something wrong with the presentation? Why did you ask me to stop—” I slammed on the projector button and it turned off immediately. Good fucking riddance. “Get over here, Lena. On those pretty knees. Keep those juicy fingers away from the floor, I need to taste them.” I ordered and like an obedient slut, she got on her knees, crawling over to me. When she got in front of me, just like I had ordered, she kept her middle and ring fingers away from the dirt. I took her hand in my mouth, licking off the juices that had coated it, and she moaned softly in pleasure.

I could feel his eyes still on me, watching the way I held the book, the way I shifted my weight. The 7 second mark was my current record for how long I could hold his gaze without flinching or looking away. It was a stupid, private game I’d invented—a test of wills. If I looked away first, he won. If he looked away first, I won, which somehow translated in my twisted brain to: I have the upper hand in everything. “That’s Jane Austen,” Grey noted, without looking at the cover. “Not usually your style.” I lowered the book, meeting his dark eyes. “And what, precisely, is my style, Grey?”

She gaped after hearing his answer as she was shock at what she just discovered. They then proceed to the big library and because they are the only people inside, she keeps pulling him wherever she goes. She scanned every bookshelves in the place to look for something interesting, especially the medicine shelves. Whilst, Grey, just follows her around even though he is not interested in books she's getting. He became a book holder for her, which he did not mind carrying as long as he gets everything she needs.

Nina shook her head and made her way toward the exit. "I'm outside; call if you need something," Nina said before leaving her in the library. Elaina nodded and picked up the three books - Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty Shades of Darker, and Fifty Shades of Freed. She whispered, "Just wow! I love to reread it." Elaina fell in love with those books at first sight. She picked up the book piles and walked straight to her room. When she was passing through the foyer, from nowhere, Aaron appeared and scooped her in his arms without prior notification.

My vision blurred, and a wave of dizziness washed over me as I began to black out. “Just breathe,” Gracie whispered, her voice echoing in my ears. “Let it take hold.” she instructed. The room began to spin, the glowing orbs around me blurring into streaks of light. My legs felt weak, and I struggled to stay upright. I felt myself hit the ground below me as the world around me went dark, and all I could hear in the Darkness were soft, alluring whispers. —————————- This book is the property of Ulliend Musings and its brand. It is only to be promoted or disturbed by approved formats such as Goodnovel and KindleVella.