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He shook her from his mind and pushed open the doors to the study. The rug-lined room was bigger than B’s above-garage apartment. Floor to ceiling bookshelves dampened any noise B might made in his whiskey search. There didn’t seem to be a single inch of space on any one of the shelves. Books of all colors, textures, and sizes were packed together. In front of the book spines sat hundreds of little treasures–seashells, pocket watches, glass figurines, and carvings of creatures. So many creatures. B let his fingers drift over the book spines: The Picture of Dorian Gray. The Catcher in the Rye. The Odyssey. Brave New World. The Call of the Wild. White Noise. So many stories he’d never read and

No one was present and I had all the time choosing and deciding what I wanted. "You can buy three books, maximum" Karthik added from beside me. Only three books? Just three books out of all these eye-catching feasts before me? I wish I could buy the whole shelf because there were wide varieties of books also the books I wanted to read so badly which had been stuck on my wish list for years. I could see the Harry Potter series pocking out of the fantasy section; my all-time favorite book. But I had already read them back home so it's a waste of time. I also saw Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys books to my left which excitingly was the crime and thriller section, I had almost read all of them too. I

I'm gonna choose one to three books only, I can't handle reading multiple books at a time. I walk through the billionaire genre sub-section which is clearly inscribed on the long shelf admiring each book I see. I pick up each of the books the book cover and title attracts me to scan through, for some attempting to scan through the main body to check if there's anything that interests me. At last I end up taking down with me three books, which suit my taste at this particular time. Pride of the Billionaire Bachelor, 1095 Days of Dangerous Temptation and Second Chance for the Billionaire.

He was a greenhorn in the finding of books here since he had never been in here talk more of finding books for the Alpha. Another thing why this library was different was because most of the books in here were strange. They were very strange and most of them were large books with hard spines and gold or silver letterings. Most of them did not have any pictures in their fronts; there was usually only a plain brown, black or white cover and then the name of the book with that of the author's. It was a bit unnerving to see books like that especially since all the books I had known since childhood were the ones that had colorful pictures and drawings in them. I wasn't used to these types of book

Why can't they just have one or two really good books, instead of three or four adequate ones? I pick up one of them, see that it's about good and evil fairies that are at war, and quickly put it back. I am not reading four hundred pages of fake conflict and two fairy hunks fighting over a fairy princess. Give me a cliché werewolf or vampire story any day.

The inscription on the drawer read 'staffs only. “The greatest Alpha in the werewolf history.” He read the title out as he did always. Like almost all the books Yugo have him, it was old. This one had a green book cover, a thick book jacket that had began to peel, not the greatest sight. The book had weight. As usual, he opened the last page to know how many pages. It was numbered in Roman numerals so he couldn’t tell how many pages but it was certain that it was over a thousand page.

She said, standing up my eyes wide too shocked to even utter a single word as I looked at the books under the desk that she was talking about. Each book was like a bible, probably having more than a thousand pages and I had to read twenty of them in twenty-four hours. My head was already throbbing as Elizabeth closed the door behind her, my body slumping against the chair, all the excitement of working gone leaving nothing but dread. I picked up the first book, it being so heavy it felt like my arm would fall off. My hand turned the thick leather page, flipping through the pages.

I was pouting while signing some papers as my past time. It is kind of boring since Kuya River already prepared everything. I just hope it is not that extravagant because if it is, I would probably kill him. He's using my money for Pete's sake and I still have other important things to take care of which requires significant amount of money. I glanced at the book placed by the window. It has a leather cover and has over five hundred pages based on its thickness. To think that I have no interest of reading at this moment is just too surprising since I have been with them all of my life.

A Dream House (Continuation) I sat on the beige colored tiled floor of the living room. And I looked around me, the ceilings are neatly painted white, while the walls are covered with medium toned brown wallpapers. I opened another box. From the box I pulled out lots of books, maybe fifty to seventy of them. The books come in different forms, big and small, thin and thick. Our book collection includes about twenty five of Mallory’s bedtime story books, a New King James bible version, a children’s bible, and there is one of my favorite books; Ikigai: The Japanese Secret to a Long and Happy Life, also my favorite novels from Mitch Albom; Tuesday with Morrie and Five People You Meet in Heave

"No, I'd read it, but it's like, Ms. Reeds said our other books were too short, so I'd be showing her, 'You want a long book? Okay, here's a long book.' How long was Lucy's book last time?" "I don't know. Three hundred something." "Well, I'll find a book with three hundred pages. Or four hundred. I'll be showing Ms. Reeds and Lucy, too. Lucy won't be able to stand it that I read a longer book than she did." Jane was standing next to the classic section. "Here's one. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities. Four hundred twenty-two pages." Emily put the dog and the horse books back on the shelf. Jane wondered if Emily would tell her that she couldn't be vice president of Loser Club if she read a