Bookshelf Booktok Novels & Stories

Soon I had begun to take every book off the shelf, shaking the pages, just in case, it was in there. An hour passed and I was almost done with the entire bookshelf, but no sign of the damn card. Where the fuck was it? Another few books and I was on the last one, but that card was nowhere to be found. Did it maybe slip under? I placed another book down before looking at the shelf. It was large, made of solid oak. You could see that the bottom shelf was at least five inches off the ground but there was no panel I could take off. Slowly I tried to move the shelf, cursing when I realised it was bolted to the wall.

Bee is silent for a moment while she thinks, “Oh, the bookstore just opened last week in the mall, take her in there and tell her you’ll buy her any book she wants. Or maybe buy her a pretty bookmark?” I feel my heart burning. “Nice idea! You’re secretly smart, aren’t you?” Axel laughs, “Don’t you think?” He turns to me, but I can’t help myself this time, I groan and grab my chest – the pain is getting too much to keep a straight face. “Dude, you okay?”

On the other side of the room, a bookshelf sat in the corner, displaying an assortment of well-arranged books and a few files. In general, the room felt cozy and peaceful. It was just... "Wow! " Christiana exclaimed in awe. She headed to the bookshelf. Her eyes scanned the books and finally landed on a novel. Christian's eyes lit in excitement and she took it. It was one of her favorite novels; VERITY BY COLLEN HOOVER.

he asked. “Yeah, looks great,” I said appreciatively. Personally, I kept things pretty minimal when it came to furniture and decorations, so when Joe told me that he wanted these two shelving units, one on either side of the mantle, I’d been a bit skeptical. “What the hell are you even going to put on them?” I scoffed. “It’s not like you read, man.” Joe guffawed. “Books are a huge chick magnet,” he said. “Bring them home to a house full of books and they’re sure to sleep with you.”

That would be a total disaster for him. Then he walked over to the bookshelf on the side, reached up and took out a book. There was a button behind the book. He lifted his index finger and pressed it. The bookshelf slowly moved to the side. When it stopped, he put the book back, walked in, and then the bookshelf slowly moved back. After he walked in, the whole inside suddenly lit up. The decorations were really fancy, and there was a big pearwood box in every spot, each big enough to hold a spirit beast's body. There were ninety-one boxes like that.

“Who has a special bookshelf?” “My parents do.” Breyona grimaced, the large book in her hands. “It’s where they keep all of their important texts and artifacts. They don’t like me touching it, so this stays between us three.” “How priceless can a book be?” Mason raised his eyebrow at Breyona, but she merely shook her head. “My parents have enough books and artifacts to fill a small museum.” Breyona chuckled dryly as she sat beside me on the couch.

You can read more of my books on this app by searching for 'ktish7' . F B: f b . c o m / k t i s h 7 I n s t a g r a m : @ a u t h o r k r y s t a l w a t t P a t r e o n : P a t r e o n. c o m / k t i s h 7 Make sure to leave comments, reviews and likes. I appreciate your support. Thank you! Hopefully, we will meet at another book of mine.

a sexy librarian. During that first encounter, I struggled to focus my attention on her face (or Janie), because her tits were an eyeful. Either she had big, hard nipples or puffies poking through her bra; they were almost impossible to ignore. The t-shirt hugged her body and showed everything she had to offer; the shirt had "Books Make Everything Better" across the front and I tried to cover my adolescent behavior by asking her about the shirt. She smiled, "I'm in library sciences and I got it at a library symposium...yeah, there are library conventions. I know it sounds geeky, but they can get wild."

Jared's study has a nine vast bookshelf, astonishing, there are various types of books, and just like the library, there are classified labels. Scarlet walked forward and backward with one hand on her jawline. In any case, it's still not sleep time. She smiled like a little cat and moved one hand to and fro on the bookshelf. Suddenly, a dim brown bookcase on the shelf grabbed her eye. Scarlet brought down the book, her eyes brimming with curiosity. A book without a title. Also no profile, nothing. It looks like a naval force brown shell. Scarlet couldn't move her eyes from the book, the book seemed to have sorcery power, inciting her to get it.

“Nikolai will be down shortly. There is sweet tea on the table if you would like a refreshment.” “Thank you.” When Aaron stepped out, I took everything in. I couldn’t help it, I stepped up to the bookshelves and ran my hands over the books bindings, loving the feel of the different textures. In his collection he had vintage books, possibly even a few first editions of some classics, along with more modern titles.