Belong Book Novels & Stories

She made her way towards it. *** ADAM I let out a soft sigh as I opened my laptop, it's an apple macbook. I glanced at the screen of my laptop— trying to concentrate but I couldn't get it straight. Something is disturbing my head and brain at the moment that I don't know what to do. I don't need to know what's wrong with me. It's the words that Kathie told me earlier.

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Bearing his love mode was pathetic. Everything was going smooth and normal until I discovered something that I shouldn't have. Something that turned him against me. Something I was not prepared for! Something I didn't know existed! Wanna know what is that? Read the book now. Ps_ It's a LGBTQ themed book. Dedicated to LGBTQ community. Hope you have a good time reading it.

Finally home," Mila shouted happily, throwing my body on my bed, staring at the ceiling vaguely, thinking what she had been through in those days. Previous Everything was like magic, like fantasy and like dreams.. never believable She raised the book with her hands, contemplating it with a thought that seemed very old, even the pages of it were yellow, some of which were torn from the edges! I sat up straight, opening it “ This book belongs to the royal family of werewolves only.” She read what was written in the introduction, biting her lips lightly, eager for what was to come.

I called again, moving toward the door but I got no answer. This guy is not only a nerd, he is also weird and somehow crazy. I wonder how I was going to cope with him when I joined his book club. I grabbed my phone off the table and unlocked it. As the screen popped on, messages flooded in. Group chats messages , especially the ones I've muted for a while now. ‘Arian Smith, Orleans College Book Club President, Accused of Misusing Club Funds.’ I blinked, trying to wake myself from the dream. I scrolled down, read it again and it was still the same.

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It’s been so long since I’ve been home that I would be an outsider now. Thanks again for reading!! Please drop me a gem and a like if you have one spare. I'll appreciate it. If you haven't already found it, I have a Face.book group, Vicki Castle's Reading Coven. Please join it :)

"The book looks appealing to the eyes until you touch it." Amelia's eyes widened in horror and she quickly stepped back. She remained like that as she was too afraid to touch anything. "Why do you have such a dangerous book in your library?" She asked Cara. "I don't know, it belongs to Alphaeus and I've never bothered to ask him why he has such a book," Cara said nonchalantly. 'Tsk,' Amelia hissed under her breath. Cara returned holding a gigantic book and she found Amelia still rooted to her spot.

I said, but the words lacked the conviction they once had. Elder Varyn didn’t push. Didn’t press. He simply watched me, as if giving me space to hear my own thoughts. “Belonging,” he said after a moment, “is not given. It is claimed.” Silence fell again. But this time… It was different. Because now, my mind wasn’t empty. It was loud, conflicted. Torn between the pain I had left behind… …and the possibility that I hadn’t truly let it go.

“This library is only accessible to the Alpha, Beta and Gamma families. It’s got the same type of fingerprint scanner as our apartment.” I didn’t want to sit at the desk, so I grabbed a few of the books and sat on the large couch instead. Easton kneeled down to take my shoes off before sitting beside me on the couch. He turned sideways a little and pulled my back into him so that I was laying against him and could position my legs to hold a book. I propped one of the books open on my legs and began to browse through it.