Arranged Books Novels & Stories

***THE END (OF PART 1)*** Part 2 starts from the next chapter. The book is divided into two parts because they're set years apart. Thank you for reading this far, I promise Part 2 will be better.

What a fucking mean thing it would be if she said it was over? I bite my lip, staring at her breasts. I don't know why she chooses dresses that leave so little to the imagination. I am mentally taking it off and throwing it across the room. I air the Cote de Nuits, slowly shaking the wineglass from its stem. I keep the glass close to my chest while I stroll toward the ladies. Another bottle of Cote de Beaune sits on the table in the process of decanting.

Her lips pressed together in a tight line, she looked at me for another hard minute before nodding 'Alpha' at me and walking out of the library. While I sat there, hoping she either bought my lie or at least is just willing to help me, no questions asked. I was just packing everything back, trying hard to place all the books where I had found them, which proved to be a bit difficult since I had taken so many and the books were not arranged in an alphabetical manner. It had been in a chronological manner, which I found out after a painful twenty minutes of trying to match letters and serial numbers.

When Claire is being a slacker and leaving me to do all the work, one of my favorite things is rearranging her food in the refrigerator. This drives her absolutely bonkers. I take her Tupperware boxes and place one on the highest shelf in the back of the refrigerator and the other on the lowest shelf. In addition, I ensure the cap of her milk is on extremely securely so that she is aware that it has been consumed. This minor victory is one of the things that makes Kerry and me happy, and I just know that Claire is going to be absolutely over herself when she goes to collect her lunch.

I took her laptop bag making her frown in confusion “follow me” She raised an eyebrow, but I could tell by her exhausted state that she wasn’t in the mood to argue. Her eyes widened when she saw that her things were all out of her room, and when she turned to ask, I motioned for her to head to my room. The maids were in there fixing up her things in the room, her side of the closet was being organized, and her personal belongings were on the bed waiting for her to organize them where she pleased. “Blake, what is this?”

So concerning Daniel and Kathie marriage I was think we should get them married by next weekend" I said. The two women nodded their head. " That is good" my wife said. " We will start the wedding preparations as soon as possible" Mrs Donald said. " It is not a loud or noisy wedding, you it is an arranged marriage it is not based on love or feelings for each other.. it is against their will.. we will only invite friends, families and business partner" Donald said. I nodded my head. " There is no problem on that" my wife said. " I also agree with you" Mrs Donald said.

I say hiding the book behind me. "Okay now, I obviously have to know." He says with a smirk. "It's nothing," I say smiling. "Oh it's something. Oh my God it's Porn?" He says flat out laughing now. "No it's not, I say. It's a romance novel with occasional sex scenes." I say explaining. He reaches out and collects the book from hand. "It's say erotica right here, so it's obviously porn." He says laughing. "Okay maybe it's an erotic romance book." I say with a blush creeping up my neck.

The boy had commandeered what appeared to be an entire shelf’s worth of books, arranged in an elaborate configuration around him that I couldn’t immediately identify as structure but he was clearly very invested in it. He was talking while he built, a continuous, confident narration of his own process that required no encouragement and no audience response, just a voice that had apparently decided the room needed filling and had taken on the responsibility enthusiastically. Margaret stood near the far bookshelf, arranging some books on the lower shelves with the expression of a woman who had made peace with the reorganization of a room she had maintained in careful order for decades. Arthur

Descriptive head plates hung in the corner of the walls, labeled Space books, Cyber security and tech, medicine and engineering and the third section was a comfortable three bedroom apartment with individual bathrooms and a kitchen. "It's… wonderful." Luuk said subconsciously. It was even better than he thought. Just a glance and he noticed the books were arranged in order of years they have been published. To arrange hundreds of thousands of books in the order of year of publication was a feat only Ruben could have accomplished. Luuk could see himself spending comfortable sleepless nights here. It had all the knowledge he could ever dream to acquire. He was excited. Ruben could see the wave

The titles were written in elegant script, and I could feel the history and knowledge emanating from each one. The shelves were arranged in neat rows, and I could see that they were organized by subject matter. On my left, I saw rows of books on mythology and folklore, while on my right were books on astronomy and the sciences. As I continued to explore, I noticed that there were cosy reading nooks scattered throughout the library. Soft armchairs and couches were positioned near windows, inviting readers to sit and lose themselves in the pages of a good book. I began to search each book, scanning the names that were written in bold. I searched for hours, until the sun had given away and the