Bl Books Novels & Stories

My reasoning is because I was focusing on finishing off high school, had to deal with graduation and family matters, and most of all I was unmotivated and I have been. Yes, I know it sounds like an excuse but I'd rather write Blinded when I'm motivated rather than write crappy chapters that I don't enjoy writing. So for the month of June, I'm going to take a break from writing, find some sort of motivation, and overall figure out what direction I want Blinded to go. So for right now, it is a goodbye unit next month. Sorry for the delay. -L.N.F

She was slightly taller, her skin looked more tanned, and her eyes that were previously light hazel but now, I couldn’t even place the color. Her features seemed enhanced. She sat beside me and handed me something, I looked to see that she handed me a book. I squealed in delight. Finally! Something to distract me!! I can’t keep thinking about murderers and mythical creatures! I’ve even forgotten that I’m human, at this point. I slid my palm across the smooth cover of the book and admired the cover. On the cover, read “To kill a mockingbird.” After studying the cover and tossing the book up and down, I smiled and looked up to speak to Eve when I caught her staring at me with a strange express

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

Yes, I had good friends in my last school, but none of them could beat Luna with their care. I was wondering why did I feel so strange after seeing this boy? Never before, with no other human being, has anything like this happened to me. Besides, this boy's aura also had a strange structure - it had a human part in it, but also some other part, unknown to me. Maybe my mother could recognize what it was, but I did not meet many creatures on my way, after all, my mother protected me effectively, especially against the bad ones. I knew I absolutely needed to learn more about Oliver Blythe, but how could I do it while avoiding talking to him and developing a possible relationship?

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POV: Frederick I held the clear folder under the yellow basement light. Darla Waid’s signature gleamed in blue ink, clean and stamped without a trace of a tremor over the Balboas' bond. I turned my head toward Luke. His face was completely pale, his jaw clenched so tightly that the muscles bulged under his skin. His eyes were not looking at the page; they stared blankly at the brick wall with a blind, murderous resentment I had never seen on his face before.

But I know deep inside that I don’t have the luxury or need to know. That’s not my purpose in her life. That’s not my assignment. "What book are you reading?” I asked her, gesturing at the book on the table. I noticed that it had two men on the front cover. “What is it about?” She points at the said book. "This one?" I took a sip from the cup then said, “Yeah.” “It’s a BL book.” I raised my brows. “BL book? What’s a BL book?” She smiled before answering and pursed her lips as she poured tea for me. She placed the pretty teapot on the tray and then looked at me with a funny look on her face. “BL book. It’s a book with illustrations of two grown men fucking.”

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I walked towards the bookshelf, admiring everything. “Interesting, aren’t they?” Maleigha admired them next to me. Her closeness made my heart skip a beat, as I was so focused on the books. “I’ve never seen anything like this before.” I glanced at her and she smiled, “Blue Lake houses some of the oldest and most important books known to our kind. Packs from around the world travel here for information.” She looked proud as she explained this, but deep down, I had a feeling her father used these as leverage.

He sneered. We walked out of his apartment, our heads hung low. I thought things would have turned out differently. "Damn it. And I bet we can't break in again," I sighed as we settled into the car. "Who needs to break in when we have all the info we need," Blake smirked as he revealed the book. "Now this is what I wanted to show you," he gulped. Opening the book we saw different locations and pictures of Aubrey along with them. "This is psychotic," Xavier stated as we flipped through.