Novel & Cerita Booktok Bookshelves

I muttered with a look of awe and admiration. It was like stepping into a fantasy library. The walls were soft-tone red with flecks of black and white. Shelves and shelves of books were neatly arranged in a circular manner. In the center was a little table with an unlit scented candle and two rows of beautiful bookmarks. Three chairs were alongside. There was also a coffee maker in the corner and a soft looking couch.

I felt rested and calm now, so I got off the bed and started making my way with Romy to the library. When we get there, it looks like a library from a classic black-and-white movie. The bookshelves were built-ins with thick mahogany columns carved between them. The shelves went from the floor to the ceiling, and there were those moveable ladders to get to the higher shelves. At the end of the library was a large fireplace. On each side was a floor-to-ceiling window with dark green curtains that hung from golden rods. There were four very large chairs that looked like they could double as beds, with plush upholstery. They were positioned in twos, with a small table between them to hold drinks

I ran my hand along the woodwork beautifully crafted to match the rest of the apartment. "How?" The shelves were partially filled with the books that arrived from Palo Alto, as well as all the ones I'd already picked up from Columbia, with plenty of room for more. In the corner was a beautiful plush chaise lounge. The large modern light hanging above made it the perfect spot for reading. "I-I don't know what to say." Nox wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. "Say you won't leave your school shit on the dining room table."

Olivia would faint more than once if she could see this right now. I slowly walk between shelves, running my hands across the dark brown, sturdy wood that holds the books, feeling its smooth lamination. Every corner is perfectly labeled, so whoever is in here can easily find what they need. Whoever maintains a place like this definitely knows what they're doing. I stop, curious, at an aisle and reach for a first edition book on "The Technicalities of Wolf Shifting." I have no interest in it, but the vibe in the room prompts me to pick it up.

’ I nodded to myself, running my fingers across the spines of books, some cracked and worn, others bound in strange leathers that smelled faintly of ash and herbs. The air thrummed, like the heartbeat of something alive, waiting... My eyes scanned every title until a corner shelf drew my attention. Hidden behind piles of dust and forgotten tomes were a few books. I went there, well, my curiosity pulled me there. As soon as I touched it, dust flew all over. I coughed, covering my face. Then again, I went forward. They're books related to kingdoms. Some plants, but then, at the end row of the shelf, I saw a book. It's leather cracked, its cover almost entirely obscured.

I let out a long breath I didn’t know I was holding, and walked toward the library. The room was huge, with tall shelves reaching all the way to the ceiling, filled with thousands of books. There were books about history, science, art, and politics, but most of all, there were books and files about business, finance, and power. They were arranged perfectly, organized in ways that made sense only to someone who knew how the world worked.

I can also do that to know the history of JBC Publishing, but I'd rather leave that place and stay somewhere more comfortable. I scanned each bookshelf to check where I can get books about the company. There are many kinds of books here. It's divided into different categories. The first one is engineering textbooks. The second is accounting. There's business, management and the last one is all about writing and publications. At least I know where I should go next time. At the corner end, there's a small corner where the logo of the company is painted. Below that is a table with different books. The one on top says, JBC and It's Beginnings". So this is what I needed. I grabbed some books and

As gorgeous as it all was, Elaina found herself going farther, to the end of the room, to a section of books that looked terribly old and for some odd reason appeared the most interesting. There were leather chairs in this part of the room as well, single high-backed ones the color of rich caramel. Reaching out, she let her fingers brush lightly over the tattered spines of a couple books, stopping as if by no control of her own on one. The name TREKAS was printed in letters so worn she could barely see them all. Elaina pulled that one from the shelf without a moment’s hesitation. Before opening it, as if knowing already that this was going to take some time, she’d backed up until she sank in

Pulling the dust covering away from his latest creation, he tossed the cloth to the floor. In front of him stood a large bookshelf. It was about nine feet tall and six feet wide. It had six shelves on it, divided in the middle as it was two different bookcases. He had made it into two pieces to male it easier to transport, but they attached together and formed one large bookshelf. It was dark wood and it had ornate hand carved modling around the frame.

For me. "All these books....you have started reading?" I moved towards the bookshelf, looking at the collection in awe, running my fingers over the spines of the books, feeling the texture of the leather and the paper. There were classics, contemporary novels, and even a few non-fiction books that caught my eye. The shelf was beautifully arranged at the corner of the room with books that were arranged, neatly and meticulously. "Uh-huh," He shook his head, coming to stand behind me, "I thought you might like to read sometimes, that's why I arranged this setup."