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or so he says. But I can't tell Cindy that, so I gather every bit of courage that I can find and puff out my chest, "Don't judge a book by its cover. I'm not always quiet, and there is more to me than meets the eye." After speaking, an uncomfortable silence falls, and I stare down at the ground while my heart pounds so fast I fear it might punch its way out of my chest. This is the first time I've ever stood up for my chance. I'm proud but also...terrified—what if I sounded ridiculous right now?

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I’ve always been crazy about books. Ever since I was a kid, I’d spend hours in the library, running my fingers over the covers, breathing in that old paper smell. It’s like the stories were part of me. My name is Eliza, and I run this small library in a quiet town. No one comes here much, which is fine by me. It gives me time to be alone with my books. But my love for them has turned into something more. I have this secret fetish. I dream about the characters jumping out of the pages and touching me, holding me, doing things to me that make my body heat up. It’s embarrassing to admit, but just thinking about it gets me excited. My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I

Allie snapped her book shut with a loud thwack, the sound cutting through the quiet like a slap. I glanced up from my laptop, where I’d been slogging through Southern Europe’s summer booking reports. Her groan was long and theatrical, forehead wrinkling so deep she looked carved from stone. “I am dealing with a conundrum,” she declared, pivoting her body toward me as though about to present a case in court. I leaned sideways, catching the title on the spine. “A conundrum about the sexual liberation movement of the sixties?”

Marco asked, and they all turned to me. Oh! Freaking goodness me! These people were out for my life and they definitely will be getting it. I cast them a glance, clearing my throat in the air. “Oh… I… it’s about the book I read in the library. It’s really… really interesting and…” “And erotic.” Vera completed with an arched brow, and I pressed my lips into a thin line, nodding my head gently. “I would love to try it.” Imani squealed beside me while I just forced out a smile.

There's too much to talk about to try and fit it all into one week. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, snapping me from my depressing thoughts. The name flashing on my screen made my chest hurt. **Thank you for reading! I hope you're enjoying the book. Follow me on I*******m @rae.knight.author for contests, character decpictions, updates, and more.**

END ‘Love is the most beautiful thing’ This book is purely my imaginations and originally owned by me. My name is ABUBAKAR Azeezat, known ZEEZEEFORTUNE. “Thank You For Reading!”

It was the best kind of job for me, I loved it and I got paid weekly, enough to eat, after my first paycheck, I had spent a full week starving, I tried to ask for my money beforehand but my boss who’s the meanest person ever, said no. How could such a cold hearted person be responsible for one of the best places in the world! There was no sleeping with a storm outside, I was up most of the night, I was up early and ready to go to work, I was slipping but pushed it down as I got out of her car and quickly walked over to the bookstore. I walked over to the children's books area, I was thankful no one was around as I sat down in a beanbag after grabbing a few books to read.

The CEO And Me Author : Bayu Hidayat Translator : Yuriko *** Author's POV The clock showed seven in the morning and it was time for Sagara to clean himself in the bathroom. The handsome young man must ready at eight o'clock because the relatives and peoples At eight o'clock in the morning, the handsome young man must be ready because the relatives and people who will accompany his wedding car have started arriving to this house. Now Sagara's footsteps he directed to the bathroom in his room.