Booktok Guy Novels & Stories

I promise to write a longer and chapter and yes it won’t be late before I drop the episode 5 . Pray the laptop man could fix my laptop guyssss!!! So tell me , how is the book so far ??? Is it boring ?do I have to spice things up ? Or are you still cool with the flow !!! See ya next chapter 😩

' And now that the price is already high they kept quiet and stayed in confusion while watching the fight. Murea: 260,000 Rugh. Bad Guy: 280,000 Rugh. That Guy: 285,000 Rugh. Slowly and slowly the price kept on climbing and Murea dropped out. The price of the book is now, 360,000 Rugh. This is not a joke. They are really killing the atmosphere here fighting for the book. The fight is now between the two demons. Listening to the whispers of the other demons there I learn that Bad Guy was actually called Hage Raker. And That Guy is actually called. Veca Abdon. This fight is really intense. Just how much cash do these guys have- Cash? It couldn't be! Have I been played by Her yet again?

Gabe smiles and nods his head while he stands up and walks out of the restaurant doing the same as the night before, leaving a tip for the waitress The next night As I place his dessert in front of him he looks at me and nods his head. “River, can I ask you another question?” - he asks as I was ready to walk away. “Sure” - I reply but this time I sit in front of him. Gabe looks at me so deeply that intimate me. “What is your favourite book?” - he asks “That’s a tough one. I think I would have to say Second Chance by Peyton Iuga” - I say and he nods his head. I get up and walk away. When I come back from the kitchen he is not there anymore.

Weird,usually he isn't free for anything but work. We went to the bookshop first and there it was, the books I wanted. Books by Ana Huang. The trainer was a boy, dark haired and tall. "Would that be all, pretty girl? ", he asked with a flirty smirk. " Yes,... " I was about to thank him when Rowan answered. "Is that all love? " while snaking his arms around my waist and giving me a kiss on the forehead. "Yes? ", confusion took over my entire face. And the guy was staring straight at where his hand was.

This fuck Mikhail Zubrinsky could buy and sell three third world countries and still be a multi billionaire. Why the fuck he needed to get caught up in this shit was anyone's guess but I guess once an agent always an agent. It had been fun pitting my skills against the best The Rus had to offer. They thought they were so slick, thought they were getting one over on the good old U.S. of A but they were fucked. Even now as we speak the rest of my team was busy rounding up his lackeys. His front man had been the first to go down, then the assholes that'd been peddling this shit from Kansas to Texas.

Toby asked, a smile rested on his face as Yara looked at him in perplexity. "Barnes?" She asked, Toby nodded in affirmation. "Yeah Barnes. The guy smiling like a creep behind you." he said the last sentence with a playfully, popping the two cans of soda open before handing one to Yara. Yara spurned around almost spontaneously, staring jaw drop at him. Barnes? The writer of the best-selling book, the guy who most mystery thriller readers wanted to meet up with. He was damn popular but never revealed his face to the media except vague pictures of him on his rimmed glasses and eccentric dressing.

He suggests as he motions towards our surroundings. - "Is there anyone you can think of who could give us any insight about it?" I instigate. -"Yeah, but you wouldn't like to know who he is." -"He can't be worse than dead, can he?" -"If anyone were to know about two-spirit wolves inhabiting the same host, it would be Elder Theo. He is the only bookworm I can think of." Matt unveils. -"Never mind, he is worse than dead." Matt chuckles at my comment.

“Is Mr. Matthews the same as those people that you just mentioned?” Buchanon leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. “They’re all the same. Mr. Puzo wouldn’t have been annoyed if he hadn't told me that Gail’s identity was fake. That damn b*stard, how dare he make a fool out of me!?”

"Ooh, harsh." Brian rolled his eyes and sighed. He hurried his steps and turn to the next isle. He came face to face with a sleeping figure. A man was tiptoeing next to the sleeping student. "Oh, shit. Why can't I grow five inches more right this moment? This fucking book—" The girl woke up with a start. She looked at him. "What the everlasting fuck are you chattering about, you sick—" The book that the guy was trying to get stumbled out of his grasp. The shock in the guy's face turned into horror. The hardbound book clashed with the girl's face.