A Good Book To Read For A Woman の小説・ストーリー

Another sigh escaped him, this one edged in irritation. While he waited, he studied the Maddox woman. She was cute, doe-eyed, with a shy smile and svelte, but curvy build. And one of the most sensual mouths he’d ever seen, framed up nicely by the shoulder-length cut of her dark hair. She was also big-time brainy. The book she’d been reading was a veritable War and Peace, full of long strings of complex equations he’d seen as he wandered by casually, scoping her out.

It was tasteful, calming, and seemed like something Amelia's mom might appreciate. "That's perfect!" I exclaimed, a sense of relief washing over me. "Actually, could you add a copy of a good book too? Maybe something light and easy to read?" The young woman beamed. "Excellent idea! We have a great selection of bestsellers right over here." We spent a few minutes browsing the shelves, eventually settling on a lighthearted novel filled with humor.

I walk through the stacks, looking for a quiet corner where I can gather my thoughts. I settle down at a table near the back of the library, and I spot a book that catches my eye. The title is "The Alpha's Mate," and the cover shows a girl and a wolf standing together, their faces close. I open the book, curious to see what it's about. As I start to read, I'm drawn into the story. The girl, named Lily, is a strong, independent woman who doesn't need anyone to take care of her. But then she meets the Alpha, a powerful and mysterious man who changes everything.

One by one she plucked out to read from the back and surely, the front cover plays a huge role in her buying. She would blush at the provocative and alluring drawings of man and woman wrapping round each other. Other then getting addicted to books with sultry scene or stories, she was attracted by the depth of the stories itself that calls out to her. The passion between the two characers and their ability to withstand any obstacles around them as well as promising and loving each other with only the language of love that only they can understand. Ariadne adores such books. It didn't take long for her to roll back to her old habit of reading the book at the corner fo the wall, hidden from ju

She always looks so forlorn even when she has a smile on her face and for a beautiful woman like herself - happiness is all she needs to feel. "Aren't you busy or something? I shouldn't bother you." She says. "I called you so you're not bothering me." I lean back in my chair. "What are you doing right now?" "Reading." She replies. "Want me to tell you the title?" "Yes." "Pride and Prejudice." "What's it about?" I ask. "I've watched the movie but somehow, I think they left out a lot of details." I listen to her as she explains what the book is all about and I close my eyes just listening to her voice which calms me. The turmoil roiling inside of me disappears and the headache I was beginning

I gripped her warm hug and settled in, breathing gently. I was really going to miss her, you know. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “There is no such thing as a good story. There is only something like a good book. A good book is where a reader finds complete solace and comfort; a way to escape harsh realities relating to his life” - R.A Higheels

She reached for it. The Weight of Silence. Her thumb traced the letters. Something inside her stirred. “That looks like a good one,” Amy said, peeking. Camellia whispered, “Yeah…” “Beautiful choice,” came a voice behind her. She turned. A woman stood there—elegant, warm-eyed, carrying herself with quiet grace. Her hair was styled in a ponytail and her scent lingered in the air. “That book,” the woman said gently, “is about healing. People don’t pick it up unless they need it.”

she replied her and when she noticed the worry on her face, she said, “Be at ease. There is nothing to worry about.” Like a spell, Amber suddenly felt relaxed and she walked to one of the shelves before pulling out a book. A frown came to form on her face and she pulled out few other books before placing them back in its place. Turning her body to look at the woman, she said to her, “Your library is for cookbooks, flower characteristics and Animal instincts?” “Mm, what were you expecting?” the woman answered, not looking at her and Amber scoffed. “I thought you might have some fictional books with some genres like Teen, Young Adult, Billionaire and Romance but I can’t find any of that right

Thanks for reading. Add all my books to your library and please you can recommend someone

“They don’t like it when I say I’ve already been there.” “Hard to go somewhere you don’t believe in.” He mused. “True statement.” She agreed. “I pulled a few books for you. Don’t feel like you have to all of them. Or even any of them.” “I appreciate this. I’m not sure what to think about all of this.” “The woman? The feelings you have? Or the gifts she has?” Giving her a wry smile, he asked, “Do I have to pick just one?” “Absolutely not.” Ciara shuffled the books and pulled one out, handing it over. “This one is about ghosts. I also pulled a few about white covens.”