Ascendance Of A Bookworm Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

As usual, all the students are looking at us, mostly looking at Cream or the others, no one ever really looks at me or maybe I can't see it because I'm always looking at the floor but all of a sudden when Coco suddenly turns and says "Ah, Caramel!" I jump a little, Cream's hand being the only thing holding in me place as I say "Y-Yeah?" He's carrying up his phone "A fanfiction about us both is ranking number one in fanfic on W*****d!" A visible cringe shows on my face as I say "U-Us?" Chocolate turns around completely, now walking backwards as he says "Yep! Me and you! Yeah, yeah, I know I can't like kiss you or whatever but in this book, you really like sex! Which isn't a lie, you literally

It was the exact shade of peach as Nabanita's book cover had been, though a little worse for wear. Aspen pulled down a notebook and turned to face them. "I'll need those titles for my TBR, please?" What did he say? Had Lumen noticed? How were they proceeding? If Aspen had read her mother's book, if she still had it, that was good, right? He licked his lips. The sooner they figured all of this out, the quicker he could get Lumen out of here. "Hey, I recognize that one." He put his elbows on the desk and pointed at Nabanita's book. "Isn't that one about a woman who grew up a Creedite?"

I finished, clutching the book tightly. He looked surprised at first, then understanding flooded his eyes as he nodded, allowing me to do my thing. I walked over to one of the tables in the library, placing the book on top of it. I can't lie, I was really excited to see what she has written in this book. Out of all the spell books I've read, especially the big one Dan gave me, written by ancestral witches, none of them were really written by Ameris. The only exception was some of her "creation" spells she had inputted in the book. Other than that, there was nothing else.

“This shouldn't have happened. It was a huge mistake. What the fuck have I done?” Mason tried to touch my face, but I smacked his hand away, ran out of the toilets and back towards the bus. As I ran away from him, I heard him call out, “Freya please. You're my Fianna, I love you.” To Be Continued… This story continues in book two, Abandoned By An Alpha. Thank you for reading, and I hope you like the series so far xoxo

*This is why we survived. But Ravel's shout shatters the vision. "Kelly! Don't-!" She's too late. --- **The Communion** The throne's light floods me, fusing with the static. The Bastion's roots surge into my veins, its memories becoming mine. I see the garden's birth-a cosmic entity forged to nurture, twisted by mortal fear into the Bloom, the Seeds, the Hunger. Alaric kneels, tears in his eyes. "It's chosen you. The first **Ascendant**."

He flipped through it, landing on a page with illustrations of snarling wolves under full moons, runes etched around the borders. “I’ve read things like this,” he said quietly. “Old folklore texts, occult manuscripts and stuff a professor lent me for a project on symbolic archetypes. Lycan households, pack dynamics, blood bonds that transcend human will. I always thought it was allegory—metaphors for fate, desire and control. But the details match what you’re saying: the awakening at nineteen, the unbreakable pull and the rituals to seal or sever.” He closed the book, meeting my eyes. “And Kianna… She's always been different. Heals from scrapes overnight. Avoids crowds on full-moon nights li

Mr Collins instructs after he's finished his angry typing. “Reading what?” I ask. “That,” he points to a book that's on the couch where Theo had been sitting moments before. “What the…” I start to ask, then shake my head, “Right away, Professor Dumbledor,” I snark, picking up the book as he leaves the office. The book looks like a modern school textbook, but the title, ‘The Spark’ has me turning to the first page eagerly to finally get some freaking answers!

He traced the random typewriter marks down my stomach, dipping into my navel, then lower, lapping at the creamy mess between my thighs, tongue scooping his own cum from my ass and feeding it back to me in deep, filthy kisses. I trembled through aftershocks, thighs quaking, clit oversensitive but still throbbing for more. When he finally spoke, voice hoarse from hours of dictation and groans, he pressed his forehead to mine. “The book is done.” I smiled, and pulled him down for a slow, filthy kiss. I tasted ink, cum, and myself on his tongue. “Then we start the sequel tomorrow,” I whispered against his lips. “I have a few chapters of my own I’d like to dictate.”

Caius walked past, holding a small box of documents, probably for the faculty office; he hadn’t finished his clearance since he was a new student. One of the Alphas, Ash, one of Miguel's clique who was known for his bad temper, grinned and blocked his way. “You’re that transfer Beta, right? Heard from Dax you've got a mouth. I didn't even arrive school yesterday and a new Beta was insulting my friends. What do you think you are?” Caius stopped, paying no attention to Ash. “I have somewhere to be.” Ash smirked. “Then you’d better ask permission to pass.”

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1