Adult Adventure Books の小説・ストーリー

Ava giggled as we hugged the kids back. "Are you both done packing?" Ava asked while I ventured further into the room and picked up the book Adrian was reading. It was on the history of all the supernatural beings on Earth and their Kingdoms. I was proud to know that the little boy was reading this book. Not many adults could comprehend it. "You understand this?" I turned around to look at Adrian and showed him the book. "Yes, Alph— Nikolai," he said shyly. "It's very interesting and I figured that I should know more about the world I live in," he admitted. I could see the potential that kid had and I knew he would be a strong and intelligent wolf one day.

Took me a long time to complete this one and I am very grateful to some of you who waited this long, those who commented and even drop vote, I can’t thank you all enough. As usual, I always like to update a book immediately after finishing one. But funnily enough, I already started one before this one ended. This book is a bit different from my style. It’s not the usual, billionaire, werewolf, single mom, rich kids and all. Drum rolling! Doooooooo! Dooooooo! It is a “SMUT BOOK.” I mean...Sex Book! You probably didn’t expect that right? Yeah but I am just trying to work out something new and fun for my readers. And I am hoping to do a great job on this one again. The title is—Dangerous Addict

"She's already filled the space she's got and she's storing them in here." Swigging at the beer, I prise off a lid, looking at a couple of titles. Turn Right at Machu Picchu, Mark Adams... Lands of Lost Borders: A Journey on the Silk Road, Kate Harris... The Innocents Abroad, Mark Twain... A whole stack of Bill Bryson titles... Bit of a theme going on there. Wonder if she wants to travel? Get back to the point... "Michael, I mean no offence, but I have to say this. I know they are your family, but you need to keep those dried-up harpies you call aunts either under control or away from Charlotte.

I asked, seeing that he lingered longer around my bookshelf. “I have not picked a choice yet, they all seem interesting,” he said, turning to me. “Do you want me to give you a recommendation?” I asked. “Sure, I will like that,” he answered. “What kind of stories do you enjoy? Adventure, mystery, or maybe something about Romance?” Nathan’s eyes lit up. “Adventure stories are my favorite! I love reading about daring heroes and exciting adventures .” “You see that book over there,” I asked, pointing to the green book on the shelf. “That used to be my favorite book as a child and I'm sure you will love it too,”

The system is old and slow, and it takes a couple of minutes for the book titles to begin showing up. There aren’t many books out there, and to my dismay, most of them are references, casual mentions. The few books bearing the title are mostly by one author, a C. J. Lowenstein. Going by instinct, I reverse search the author’s name, only to realize that all his works are on the Blood Moon Hybrid. He’s written a couple of books. Choosing the first one on the list, I try to check where it is only to find out that it’s been checked out.

I chose three books: a literary novel about a woman reinventing herself after divorce, a poetry collection, and a thick fantasy epic I'd been meaning to read for years. Adrian bought them without looking at the prices, along with a novel for himself—something dark and literary that I made a mental note to ask him about later. "Next stop," he said as we left the bookstore, "requires trust." "Why does that sound ominous?" "Because you're smart." He grinned. "Come on." He drove us to the cliffs south of town and parked near a trailhead. "We're hiking?" "Just a short one. I promise it's worth it."

Back in the rented beach house, he crept past his parents' hushed breaths and collapsed onto the couch, his skin still humming. Sleep came fast, but not before his traitorous mind replayed Jon's hands, his laugh, the way his muscles flexed under sweat-slick skin. ************************* The sun glinted off the pages of Nina's book as she sprawled on her beach towel, her straw hat tilted against the glare. The ocean murmured behind her, lulling her into the fantasy world between the pages—until two shadows fell across the sand. "Das ist kein Platz für Träumereien," a deep voice rumbled. Nina looked up, squinting. Twin towers of muscle loomed over her—Evan and Stefan.

I wandered through the compound until I found myself in the library, as usual. I browsed the shelves for a while before pulling out a thick book about the northern territories. The book was old, the pages yellowed and crinkled with age, but the hand-drawn illustrations were still beautiful. I got comfortable in one of the chairs near a window and began to read. Most of the content was about trade routes and pack histories, but one chapter caught my attention. It described the far northern mountains—the ones beyond the Thornwood, where no one ever set foot.

Our village lay deep within the mountains, hidden away from the outside world, where ruby mines ran through the earth. There was an old legend that said if one could craft an entire bed from ruby and sleep on it long enough, it would grant eternal youth. Ruby was rare and even harder to mine, but that was exactly why our village was so prosperous. Yet, for all our wealth, our village was a strange place. There were no men here, only women. I had two older sisters, but I should have had three older brothers as well. They were all drowned at birth.

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