Aesthetic Booktok Wallpaper Novels & Stories

It transforms the adventure through my collection into something truly extraordinary! ASIN: B0DQ81GWJC ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to my talented art designer, Rebekah, for the stunning digital paintings, that you can find on my P*******t page just by searching Unusualdee, and the beautiful book cover. A special thanks goes to Light and Gem for their invaluable feedback as my Beta readers. I also deeply appreciate all the other wonderful members of the SBAR (Smut Book Avid Reader) club for their unwavering support throughout the journey of compiling these smut stories. Your encouragement means the world to me.

I was so happy that all these were available. And the walls were filled with different kinds of wallpaper that were emitting some rays, and it was so calm, they were filled with photos of celebrities like Selena Gomez, Zandaya, Rihanna, Cardi B, Nicki Minaj, and Billie Eilish, although I was not a fan of any celebrity, I just loved all their music. Then I took a closer look at the bed. The bed is king-sized, and on it is a light-dark blue duvet with a big blanket folded on the end, alongside two normal-sized pillows sitting on top of my bed behind a small, blue square pillow.

I was about to have a new chat default wallpaper. Another message came in, from her but I hesitated from exiting the picture, taking in every bit of her beautiful body displayed in the picture. The way her hair was pulled down one neck, her collar bones slightly revealed, the perky, hard nipples, the shape of her body, the way she knelt so prettily on the bed. Every single bit of it, I took in, before finally and very hesitantly clicking on the exit button. Her message read. 'Enjoy my misuse of power.'

Feel welcomed to check out my other book. Much love❤

And that she was mine. "Woah, it's beautiful out there," Shayla said as she looked down at the lake, stretching a hand out and dipping it into the cold waters. The smile that stretched over her mouth was giddy and childlike, which was rare, so I fished out my phone and took a picture of her. Now I knew what my new wallpaper was going to be. "It really is beautiful," I said, smiling as I kept staring at her. She was admiring the beauty of the nature. I was admiring the beauty she possessed. We were both admiring unparalled beauty, after all.

Her lips parted, her eyes wide with surprise. Because the room was already done. Soft, warm colors painted the walls, hints of gold and blush pink, soft greens and deep blues, a perfect balance of light and warmth. A plush rocking chair sat in the corner, beside a cozy little bookshelf filled with classic children’s books. A crib, handcrafted, elegant, and waiting. A soft rug covered the floor, and in the corner, a small easel sat, with blank canvases ready. She turned to me, her eyes wide. “Alex… what is this?”

Well, at least for the next six months but damn I could so get used to it with its stunning lake view. “You must know who I am.” She says like I have nothing better to do with my time than stalk famous people on I*******m and the such like. Okay, so I do my fair share of scrolling and stalking. I don’t, however do a lot of looking her page it’s mostly beauty shots in bikinis and a whole load of random selfies. Personally, I’d rather look at the bookish feeds since I’m a bit of a self-confessed book nerdy-geek person.

Across the gloomy grey wall, was the silhouette of a giant wolf painted in black. “Wow.” I reached out, my limbs still oversensitized from our spontaneous outburst, and was about to touch the wolf’s magnificent dark head, when Alexander gripped my wrist. I frowned as he placed my hand across my waist, standing behind me and propping his chin on my shoulder. “It’s still wet.” A spark of awareness shot through me, when I realized he was getting hard again. Did he mean something entirely different? “It’s beautiful.” Alexander touched my shoulders, urging me to face him. He cupped my cheeks and gazed at me with all the dark hunger and brilliant love. “Yes, she is beautiful.”

It’s very open and welcoming, reminding me of Justine. She urges me to look around, and I excitedly circle the room, taking it all in. A large gray plush sectional lines the wall of glass. The cityscape acts as the perfect backdrop with the sun setting behind it. There are black end tables on either side with built-in lamps, and they are littered with books. Massive shelves tower the walls full of trinkets and pictures. Even more, novels pack the spaces available and are organized neatly amongst the clutter. I blush, recognizing a few titles, Justine and I have much in common.

my laugh becoming more and more uncontrollable. “You should be happy I don’t crave werewolf brain, no one will be safe in this house” she says with a mouthful. As I step closer to her, I notice the intricately designed wallpaper in the room, adorned with delicate floral patterns that add a touch of elegance to the space. The room itself is neat and tidy, with soft lighting that creates a warm and cozy ambiance. “Are the wallpapers new?” I ask out of sheer curiosity and she gives a honest response. “Silver was out for some time and she thinks they’ll look lovely in the room”.