Booktok Made Me Novels & Stories

Aloe's POV Blake's book release party took place at Portland's historic Sentinel Hotel, the ballroom filled with everyone who'd supported him through Morrison's revenge lawyers, volunteers from the crowdfunding campaign, legal aid clients, journalists, and family. The published book sat on tables throughout the room, its cover featuring Blake's mugshot alongside Morrison's official senate portrait, titled "Manufactured Justice: One Man's Fight Against Posthumous Revenge." "I can't believe it's actually real," Blake said, holding a copy like it might disappear. "Months of writing, editing, revising and now it's a physical book people can buy."

Almost immediately, the group were on guard, wary of their surroundings. They wandered their eyes around the enclosed space. But sadly, they could hardly see from the dark. "Worry not, for I am one of yours. Pal, I believe it's about time you give me a proper introduction." The disembodied voice spoke once again, and this time they realized the other party sounded closer than they expected. It was as though she was speaking in their midst. It was later on revealed that Steve brought a speaking book with them. This sentient book was an a limited edition enchanted artifact he happened to chance upon being sold at Madam Xu's general merchandise.

Michael's pov - As I sit in my office, surrounded by the trappings of success, my thoughts drift towards Tuberose. It has been two months since her book was published, and its impact on my life has been nothing short of remarkable. My business has soared to new heights, and her words have resonated with millions of readers worldwide. The book has become a sensation, selling three million copies in just two months, making it the best-selling book of all time. I owe a debt of gratitude to Tuberose for this incredible achievement.

"No, I hate you. You're a murderer." "Shona, please." Twisting my lips, I placed the destroyed book on the table side and walked out of the room to find him grinning. He nodded to the side. When I changed my gaze, I screamed, cupping my mouth. "I ordered your book. It's not author signed, but a new one. And I will read and mark the notes you made, I promise. Till then, you go through Game of Thrones books since you've trouble watching the series. And they're hardbacks." "But it was too costly." I had calculated the price of them together and they had calculated to total ten thousand, too over the budget I earned per month ever since I stopped using dad's money. "I can't take it."

I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. Carefully. Like it mattered. Like everything mattered now. “You actually started without me?” I asked, nodding toward the books. He leaned back slightly in his chair, watching me. “Had to make it look believable.” I huffed. “You’re so annoying.” “Yeah,” he said easily. “You like it.” I rolled my eyes, walking over and dropping my bag beside his bed. “Debatable.” “Not really.” I turned to argue— And that was my first mistake.

Luca: did he carry you bridal style or what Ember made a noise somewhere between a feral snarl and a wounded animal. “I am literally going to rip his giant fucking head off his stupid tiny shoulders,” she announced, already moving. It wasn’t a plan so much as a launch. She sprang off the couch in one sharp, uncoiled lunge, bare feet barely touching the floor, intent on Luca-shaped violence.

Yes, the books she read were all romance books but not the kind he was thinking about. “This is not the kind of book you would find sunshine and strawberries in, Adriano. And this book is in fact educational.” She responded with a smirk on her face. The book was packed with a lot of heated erotic scenes. Reading a lot of dark romance was the only education she had ever had about sex. It was funny, really. “So, what’s in it?” He asked challengingly. She was at one of those scenes she mentioned earlier and without a single word but with a smirk on her face, she handed him the book. “The page on the right, read it.”

Jake stopped, getting back to his matter, “never mind. I wanted to show you this...” He slid out the book and placed it at the large table which was furthest in that part of the library. “Great, you joined a cult!” Matt scoffed. “What is it?” Gabriel asked, observing the strange symbol on it. “Well, I don't know, yet.” “What do you mean, you don't know?” came Gabriel, “I think a book’s supposed to be opened to know what it is...” “Ok,this is going to sound insane but when I opened it, fire came out of it, literally!”

It was a good thing I wasn’t seen, otherwise Auth couldn’t have written it off since I don’t exactly fit the theme of the book. The monster is from my friend Demon’s book, though I think he is called Daemon now; he would be pissed if I got it wrong. I don’t think Auth gave a title to his book yet, but she knows she wants to turn it into a comic which will probably never happen since she can’t draw and she procrastinates with everything. Plus, it took her three tries to figure out the right book for him. Auth actually created his character first along with his cafe, or was it a bakery back then? He likely still owns a cafe in this rendition, as despite the mismatch with his character, I can’t

I even tried tugging my arm a little, but I realized I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. “Okayyy, kinky. I like that.” It felt like I was in a book. Just seconds away from experiencing a booktok sex scene that would wreck me. My mind went to all the crazy things he could do to me right now. And with two out of my basic senses being restricted right now, the possibilities were endless. Just thinking about it had my stomach coiling with anticipation.