Booktastic Books Novels & Stories

They eat silently. After lunch they went to the shops. Alicia is excited because she likes buying stuff for Elise. They enter an expensive store of dress but Elise didn't like the idea. She said that she does not need it and she would rather buy books than expensive dresses. Alicia is broken hearted but didn't pursue the thought. She just ordered a few dresses and got out of the shop. Apparently, the store they went to is strange. The book store is bigger inside and feels more like a museum. Is this the central bookstore? Elise can't help herself to be amazed. A spectacular view of endless shelves and magic lights hanging on like a little lamb.

They entered, drawn in by the aroma of well-loved books and the faint rustling of pages turning. A pleasant bookseller approached them as they surveyed the shelves, their eyes wide with wonder. "Are you looking for anything in particular?" she said, her voice kind and welcoming. Lucian grinned. "We're open to surprises; what do you recommend?" The bookseller's eyes twinkled with enthusiasm. "Ah, then, let me introduce you to our Book Club, which meets here every week to engage in fascinating literary discussions, and you're welcome to join them." Lucian and Ravena gladly accepted the offer, intrigued by the thought of participating in conversations with fellow book enthusiasts. The next week

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

Just delete the book from your library and add it back. Thank you! Sincerely yours Author Blackangel

When Darius calls and asks if I want to get out for a bit, I say yes before he even finishes the question. "Luna and Cathy are having a shopping spree," he says. "Thought you might want a breather." "Please. Anywhere that's not here." He picks me up twenty minutes later and drives us to a bookstore in Brooklyn I've never been to. Small, independent, the kind of place that smells like old paper and coffee. "Come on." He takes my hand and leads me inside. We wander through the shelves aimlessly, no destination in mind. He pulls books at random and reads me the back covers in dramatic voices that make me laugh. I find a cookbook with ridiculous recipes and show him one for "deconstructed cereal

The doorbell over the door rang when he entered, and for an instant, he stood still—not uncertain, but due to the strange warmth that rushed up to meet him. It smelled like cardamom tea and old parchment. Music was playing softly in the background—something acoustic, not jarring. Books lined every wall, their spines lovingly lined up by color and genre. A shelf of poetry books sat in the corner, surrounded by dried lavender and hand-painted bookmarks. And behind the counter. she stood there. Lena had just rolled a stack of children's books under the register when she looked up—and they made eye contact. For the first time.

My heart could burst. "You, are so incredibly sweet" I mumble gently against his lips, still humming from my rather frenzied kiss. Rhodes's shy smile sends a warmth through my chest as we walk into the tiny bookstore, about as narrow as my apartment back home in London . It's walls are packed full of books and wildly beautiful quotes from underrated authors, I end up with a large stack of books in my arms secured by my chin as we finish touring the place. The whole time Rhodes stands beside me, pointing out books with amusing titles or a cool poster hanging high up on the wall.

They had always been able to maintain the innocence of their bond, but it was couples like Asha and Young that added a little kindling and a lot of reminders as to why those moments were so important. As Young stacked the mountain of books on the counter, the older woman rang them up while the man gently bagged them in their custom tote bags. Young was surprised to find that the actual name of the shop was ‘Book Haven.’ It came extremely close to Asha’s description of ‘book nook.’ “Find everything alright?” she asked. Young paused his unloading to watch Asha’s face light up like the sky on 4th of July. “Yes! It was so hard for me to pick just a few,” she excitedly relayed.

She smiled at both books, thanked me and paid for both of them. It was almost closing time at the bookstore, but so far, I was in such a great mood. I loved it whenever I was able to convince Miss Winston’s customers to buy books. The woman had actually come in for a cookbook, yet somehow I had managed to convince her to take two paranormal romance novels and one normal erotica. Today had been a busy day. I was quite thankful for that, because it kept me from thinking about Lucia and Daniel. “Congrats on your sale,” Miss Winston said, appearing in front of me. “Keep up the good work and I’ll give you a promotion.”

Alizeh: 'I know, but I can't control my laugh! Varun: "I can say this also with that other meaning, but I am not like that na!" Alizeh: "I know that you are not like that, I know it really well knows! by the way when is my book coming!" Varun: "Maybe 23!" Alizeh: "Yayy, I will keep it with me always!" Varun: "You can also keep me with you always!" Alizeh: "I know, you can also keep me!"