Booktok Made Me Read It Novels & Stories

The older lady patted her shoulder lightly while returning the smile then headed back to her business leaving Amy behind. "Where do I start from?" Confused Amelia whispered. "What kind of Christian books would be less boring?" She exhaled deeply while her fingers traced through the books on the shelf. “‘Ahaha!” exclaimed confused Amy as she picked out a book from the shelf. “What could this be about?” wondered Amy while she read the synopsis of the book in her hand. She read out in an undertone, “Filled with faith and inspiration, Break Out will challenge you to build a new prespective, let nothing hold you back…” Nodding her head in concurrence to the words she read, “ hmmmmm…. I certainly

If Alpha King and I encountered bad guys and no one to protect and help us, I would not become your weakness. I was sitting quietly reading a book when Alpha King came over and snatched the book from my hand. “Is the book so interesting?” He looked at the book and then put it in its rightful place. I was sure Alpha King had read this book many times, otherwise he wouldn't have known its exact location. "Very interesting." I said, displeasure evident in my voice. Alpha King snatched my book and wouldn't let me continue reading, how could I be happy? Moreover, he took the book away just as I was reading the interesting part. I hadn't memorized where I was reading so if I wanted to continue re

Some part of me wanted that. Not because I wanted the power. Not because I wanted to collect people like trophies. Because the thought of being wanted like that; to be chosen like that, made something in my chest go warm and tight. All because I had read... things. Books. Ones that I pretended they were "just entertainment." Stories that had made me squirm under blankets and bite my lip and tell myself I was being ridiculous. But the ones that had gotten me the most... the ones that lit my skin up and made my pulse race, were the ones where the woman wasn't lonely in love.

Marco asked, and they all turned to me. Oh! Freaking goodness me! These people were out for my life and they definitely will be getting it. I cast them a glance, clearing my throat in the air. “Oh… I… it’s about the book I read in the library. It’s really… really interesting and…” “And erotic.” Vera completed with an arched brow, and I pressed my lips into a thin line, nodding my head gently. “I would love to try it.” Imani squealed beside me while I just forced out a smile.

“Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ” He shrugged, flipping another page. “I keep telling you not to judge me with your assumptions.” “I'm sorry if my assumptions don't fit your personality,” I said, taking the seat across from him. “Why this book?” I asked, stealing the opportunity to know what the real Kael is like. “I like books that… make me think. And this one does.” “Think about what?” I asked, hoping my curiosity wasn't obvious. “Is this some sort of interview?” he asked, placing the book on the table without closing it.

“Sure thing, sweetie. I’ll bring it right up.” “Thanks Etsu.” “No problem, kiddo. And the tarts on the house.” As Etsu walked over to serve the other guy Caitlynn reached into her bag and pulled out her book. For today it was The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. She turned to her bookmark, slipped it out and began reading from page 193. Her gaze swept across the pages, dark brown eyes drinking in every word in the tale told by Death. She loved this book because the characters intrigued her, most specifically the main protagonist, Liesel.

Thiago The book I had brought with me was no longer a book. It was a punishment. I had read it once, twice, then again and again because I had nothing else to do. By now, I could practically recite the entire thing word for word. I knew which page contained which sentence, how many chapters it had, and even the exact paragraph where I had once found an interesting argument about pack treaties.

Deciding to try one more time, I opened the book, and this time around I didn't just flip through the pages, I decided to go through the words one after another. After spending hours staring at the strange words m, they slowly began to make sense. "I can read it!" I squealed excitedly, drawing the attention of everyone who looked at me like I'd lost my brain.

Hmmn, seems he likes this book a lot. I stopped and turned back to him curiously. “Can I have the book please? I’ll tell you where you can d******d the P*F online. You can read it anytime you like.” He said. I scoffed. Really? “Maybe you should take your own advice.” “No, I can’t read a book online. I don’t know. Feels… feels like…” he paused briefly taking his eyes off me. “Feels like I’m not getting the whole package or so.

“Here. Read.” I took the book, running my fingers over the cover. I wasn’t a bad reader, I even liked books, but there wasn’t a shred of me eager to read anything right now. He must have noticed my reluctance, because he insisted, dropping a motivating spoiler that the answers I was looking for were all inside that book. I didn’t believe it, but I tucked the book under my arm. I left with my heart beating faster than it should. An uncomfortable sensation sat in my stomach. Like I was surrounded by a giant puzzle, but the pieces had been glued together the wrong way.