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Sienna The suffocating silence of the bar seemed to press down on my chest like a physical weight, making it incredibly hard to draw a full breath. I slowly pulled my hand back out of the hidden compartment beneath the dark marble counter, my knuckles scraping lightly against the wood of the interior frame. Wrapped securely in my trembling fingers wasn't a stash of unmarked cash, a black ledger, or a modern weapon. It was just a book. A thick, heavy, dust-jacketed volume that had been tucked away into the hollowed-out space of the bar.

They were going to put Karen's version of events out into the world and let her profit from destroying my life. I opened the manuscript and started reading. The dedication page said "To the ones who dare to love despite the consequences." I felt sick. The table of contents showed chapters titled "First Kiss," "Falling for a Married Man," "When She Found Out," "The Trial," and "Finding Myself After Scandal."

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Since Alexa was an attorney and I wasn't, she would win every time. “Thank you for bringing them back,” Darcie replied, putting the last book on her re-shelf pile. She patted the top one like a good child before leaning back in her chair to take a better look at Book-man. He was still looking politely at a shelf of books, but we had an excellent view of his very muscular backside. She mouthed the word, “Nice!” before speaking aloud. “All done. You have a great evening, Lena. And congratulations on your big case.” I stuck my tongue out at her before Book-man turned around. She gave me a wide, cheeky grin in return. I knew in about thirty minutes she'd be texting me to see if she could get the

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

Hey dear readers! After reading do leave your reviews to encourage me. Also try my other books; Bad boy Stole My Innocence- ongoing Queen of Assassins - completed Thank you! Your Author KK ~~~~~~~~ In the middle of a big room, Celestine laid silently on a Queen size bed all wrapped up in red sheets and duvet. Her big eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings and slightly her eyelids moved upwards. Celestine blinked and looked around the unfamiliar room which was more like a room filled with blood suffocating other people.

I kicked the bookshelf over and watched the books fumble to the floor one by one. My anger finally subsided a bit, but one particular book caught my eye. Brown at the spine & green writing with a colorful picture carved onto the front was one of the books that I used to read to Kennedi when she was younger. I bent down to pick the book up and sighed upon grasping it. “How do you feel now?” Bane asked. “You didn’t have to push me like that,” I said.

I got out a dense packed book and quickly went back to Reuben in bed. He looked confused and disheveled; his inquisitive gaze fell on the book in my hand. He asked, "What is that?" I, in turn, proudly presented it to him, "Lo and behold Your Highness, this right here in my hand is the 5th popular limited edition of Busty Asian Babes. I heard it is so stimulating that you can release at any time." Reuben with book in hand, "..........."

There is no mate bond, but having him close makes me feel more secure. “I can’t wait for you to see this.” He rubs his thumb on the top of my hand as he leads me to a store. It’s rare Bronx gets so excited about surprising me. We approach a bookstore with a dusty, old window display. In gold paint, there is a picture of a pan flute and a goat. The images are peeling and sundried as if they’ve been there forever. Over the pictures are the words ‘The Barded Goat Used & Collectible Books’.

Daniel finished, pulling out his phone, and started dialing when Barbara said, "Oh, no need to disturb Mr. Thornton with something as small as this. I can handle it. So are you vouching for her?" "Yes, I am." She then went on to ask Daniel a series of questions while I checked out the books they had close to the desk on a rack that spun. I saw a book that reads Protective Custody: The Demon King. Interesting, another fantasy-type story. I picked it up and went back to Daniel's side. They were just finishing up, and Barbara returned Daniel's form of ID. "I would like this to be my first book." I said, looking expectantly at Barbara."