Adult Adventure Books Novels & Stories

His arms wrapped firmly around my waist, pulling me flush against his broad chest until there wasn't a single inch of cold air between us. I let out a soft gasp against his lips, my hands sliding up his jacket to grip his broad shoulders, surrendering completely to the heat pouring off him. The sheer contrast between Ryder and Mark was deafening. Mark was a polished, polite sanctuary that felt like a trap; Ryder was a storm of raw, chaotic devotion that felt like home. When Ryder finally pulled back, both of us breathing heavily into the damp air, his dark eyes were dark, intense, and fierce.

Dust drifted lazily through the air, untouched by the silence that surrounded the room. She wandered slowly between the shelves, unable to hide the excitement in her eyes. "I could spend an entire lifetime in here," she murmured. Mia chuckled. I'm beginning to think you'd choose books over food. Adriana smiled. "I might." Her fingers trailed lightly across the worn spines of countless books. Some were bound in rich leather, others in faded cloth that had nearly fallen apart with age. She passed sections on herbal medicine, the history of forgotten kingdoms, dragon lore, ancient wolves, and magical creatures she had never heard of.

Mary stroked his hair as his warm breath blew over her breast. He sounded so much older than his tender years. And so proud. “I escaped and hid in the cart of a traveling merchant. I rode for a day before he discovered me.” He tilted his head up, bumping her sore jaw again. “Where are we, Mary?” he whispered. “Are we very far from home?” “I’m not sure where your home is,” she said ruefully. “But we are in the lowlands, and I would wager we’re at least a two days’ ride from your keep.”

This creature couldn't just be a figment of imagination, could it? Refusing to be disheartened, Adam refined his search, typing "Library with books containing myths and legends" into the search bar. The first result that popped up was a picture of a quaint shop called Dominor's Shop of Myths and Legends. Below the name of the shop were samples of books available for purchase. Adam scrolled down, his eyes scanning the titles, until they fell upon a book titled "Wolves and Their Subclasses."

If he can see every move I make, how will I ever make a move against him? During my rampage of a small bookshelf on the wall next to the bed, I find classic books such as, The Catcher in the Rye, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, and so on. Spotting amongst the classics a leather bound book with no title or author. I slowly open it and inside handwritten pages are revealed. May 12th 1998

com How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis Currently available: Book 1: Welcome to Probet Book 2: Welcome to Fengarad Book 3: Welcome to Dargot Book 4: Welcome to Monsterland Book 5: Welcome to Nekromel Book 6: Welcome to Requbar Coming soon: Book 7: Welcome to Gorgoth From the same author: Entertaining Tales of Grin the Cheat

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

Gabe rose early in the morning and quickly dressed in his riding clothes, preparing to spend a leisurely afternoon doing nothing but enjoy his solitude in the countryside. It’d been two weeks since he’d come to visit his uncle, and restlessness and boredom began to consume Gabe’s mind. He’d led a busy life of spying these past few years and finding time for leisure was rarely heard of.