Booktok Box Novels & Stories

As the man allowed Nathania and Keith to enter a very deserted bookstore after weeks of being closed according to royal regulations. The shop wasn't very big, but the books inside were plentiful and neatly arranged on the shelves. The man took a drawing book and a brown box containing three pencils, an eraser and a small knife. "If you want books and drawing tools, I only have these!" said the old man as he handed her the book and box in his hand. "It's okay, I just need this. How much do I have to pay?" "No, you don't have to pay for it. Just take it, it's old stuff!"

And before she could react, she had already questioned him. "Oh?" Marcus raised his head and looked at her, "Which of these?" "Those at the back." She answered as she pointed at the four piled up thick books who obviously looked worn out. "Oh. I found that inside the box at the library's storage room. It was interesting hence I took it." Marcus nonchalantly answered. As he looked at Minerva who had a complicated look at the old books, he couldn't help but offer, "Read it if you want. You could also take that to your room."

I keep my father's boxing gloves together with his trophies and souvenirs in the last open box. -The plane leaves in two hours, we have to go- my mother appears in my room, I nod, and with nothing more to say she leaves. I close the box and look at my now old room remembering some moments lived in this one. I take the box and a suitcase that is the last thing left and leave the house leaving it in the trunk. I get into the car and I see from the window the house and my mother talking to the real estate agent and give her the keys and then get into the car. She starts the car and I watch as we slowly drift away from the house until we disappear from my sight.

She tore the box open. Inside this box were a dozen books. Most looked the same—typical bindings, mostly classics. But one book stood out immediately. It didn’t look anything like the others. It was thick, overstuffed and weathered, with leather binding. It looked as if it had been through a war. And it looked ancient.

“He’s not home right now.” “Actually, these are for you,” he tells me as he grows closer, causing me to lift my brows. However, as he reaches me, he holds out the box and I’m able to get a look at what’s inside. “Your books,” he informs me the same moment I spot them. “Keith said you requested a few titles. I just picked them up.” “Oh my,” I say, taking the box from him. Immediately, I lower it to the step, taking a seat beside it before I pull out two of the books. I read the titles before I glance down again, scanning the others that still lay inside.

Though there were many poisons recorded in the book, there was nothing noteworthy about their features and traits that I could use to compare them to the poison of the snake. After a while, I reached my limit and started to give up. I filed the books back to where I’d found them, and just as I was about to leave, I noticed a large wooden box in the corner. I approached it curiously. It was made of black wood and had some intricate carvings I couldn’t make out across the top. Most importantly, it was locked with an enormous gold lock. When the librarian walked by, I pulled her aside. “Are there any books in this box?” I wondered.

Curiosity spread through the room as everyone gathered around. Daniel carefully opened the first box. Inside were dozens of children’s books. The second contained handwritten bookmarks decorated by students from every class that had participated during the reading week. One by one the volunteers lifted them from the box. “Thank you for reading with me.” “Please visit again.” “My favorite dragon was the grumpy one.” “Books are better when someone reads them out loud.” Emily held up a bookmark covered with bright yellow stars. “This one is beautiful.” Oliver pointed to another.

My mind drifted immediately back to Blake's face in the steam. I closed the book again. I take the phone and scroll the website to order some items. A smirk appeared on my face after looking into those. I add to cart: 4 long ropes to restrain, a cock ring with vibrator, a cock vibrator, and a male stroker. Tonight. Ten thirty. Baby Silver, I thought, looking at the quiet library ceiling with its old stone and its indifferent quiet. You will understand everything tonight.

Somewhere in the city—several stories above, in a steel and glass building—Julian Blackwood lay in his dark, sleek bedroom, staring at the book she had given him. He'd never intended to keep it. When Lena Carter had offered it to him—those gentle words, that thoughtful crease between her eyebrows—he'd intended to refuse. But something in her eyes had taken away his intention. It was neither flirting nor pretense. It was genuine. Silent. Generous. He hated kindness. It broke things open. Julian gazed down at the book. The cover was unadorned, the title in gold print: *A Man Called Ove*. He remembered Lena's words:

… [3 days later] “Recently, The Pattinson Publication launched their first book publishing app along with 30 exclusive books. Among all of those, the book that gained everyone’s attention is named ‘Fragrance of LOVE’ by Tuberose. So far 100k ebook copies have been sold. The Publication has removed the book from the app and it’s only available for ebook and paperback.