Booktok Made Me Read It Scratch Off Novels & Stories

Her aunt gives her a small smile and nods, Celine finds the bookmark and opens to the page. The woven bookmark has a faded blue tassel and was made of woven threads depicting wolves running in a forest, at the bottom of the bookmark was an old wolf’s tooth with a hole drilled through to be able to tie it onto the bookmark. She puts it to one side to look at the page it had been marking. It looked much like many of the others she had seen flipping through. But its words had her feeling like her world was slipping through her fingers and she was unable to do anything to stop it.

He nodded and submitted our evidence. It was the complete redemption record for every single scratch card from the book Mom gave me at the start of the semester. 20 minutes passed. The judge frowned and looked up. "We have verified the codes on this book of scratch cards. Indeed, everything the defendant has provided is authentic. "This book of scratch cards cost 500 dollars. The total amount scratched from it was approximately 265 dollars. You intended for the defendant to live on just over 200 dollars for an entire semester?" Mom scrambled to defend herself. "She… She has good luck. Didn't she win five million? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

“I just…yeah. I don’t know.” A spot started to itch directly behind my ear. I ripped off my hat to scratch it, then slammed the hat back on, feeling even more exposed by Isobel’s penetrating stare. So I cleared my throat and started walking up the path without her. “I checked out all these books from the library this weekend about building bookcases, but the most useful tips I found were actually on Pinterest. And what do you think of this…a hidden passage bookshelf door?”

I opened the first page, and there was a post-it note stuck on it: "I've highlighted all the places that I thought you might like. Hope that might help you with your search. —B" I flipped through the pages of the big book and noticed that Blake had gone through the entire book, highlighting the ones he thought I would like. He even wrote notes and comments on why he thinks I should check them out. There were at least hundreds of them! And on the very last page of the book, there was another post-it note stuck on it: "I'm sorry... I miss you :(" Oh, shit on a stick. Even I had to admit, this was really sweet...

he advises. I thank him with a nod and watch as he bounces back behind the counter to finish his own book. I pick through a couple that have interesting covers, but after reading the jackets I put them down. It takes me forever to finally find one that sounds like it may work. The Business of Business sounds boring enough to put me to sleep. I don’t want to spend any more time digging through stacks, so I grab a random paperback that’s sitting on the edge of the table before heading to the counter. “Excellent choice!” the bookkeeper chirps as he rings me up. “This one here is a riveting read,” he says, holding up the paperback I hadn’t even glanced at.

A smile that had the Smith women swooning and had Claire rolling her eyes with disinterest. "I read when I get time" Only thing I read was fire manuals and a daily magazine on how to grill your meat right. Nothing more. "Really? Well I guess we have our man. How about you start us off Mr Cutler?" Claire challenged. I looked at the book's cover. Shameless they called it. More like trying to write porn on pages if anyone asked me. I had frisked the pages. Roughly and every page had a sex scene about the female lead getting stretched and filled with—

Lisa's POV I slammed the heavy book shut, my fingers tingling from the weight of flipping through so many pages. My eyes burned, not just from staring at ink for too long, but from the fire of triumph rushing through me. I had done it. I had read all of them—the very same books Enzo had marked, the ones he had teased me about, the ones he said would never hold my interest for long. Every word was carved into my mind like scratches on stone.

But one book suddenly caught my attention. The book was scintillating and I was fascinated by it. I’ve entered this room so many times yet I haven’t noticed this one. But then the glistens suddenly disappeared. Was I just imagining? But I’m sure I saw it. I walk slowly towards it and took the book, it looks old and dirty, I wipe the dust on its thick cover that seemed to be made of wood’s skin, and slowly read what’s engraved on it. “The Cursed T-Tattoo?”

Could you please tell me why I cannot read the next page or any other page? [Host has understood 1% of the content of the First Page] [The Second Page will be accessible after the Host gains 100% on the first page] You!! AGGHH! Why aren't you letting me be overpowered! [I've overpowered the host enough. Get to work!] As I thought of destroying the book, I became furious, but I calmed down immediately. Relax, it's nothing to worry about. There is no free meal available. I got a gist of how the book works, the reader moves onto the next page once they have understood 100% of that page.

Well I am obsess, I was supposed to think but hey one book wouldn’t take all my time right? “Fine, one book and think about your situation” “Okay tala, thanks!” I found a good book to read, the cover was faded and the front page is teared, upon opening the book it was already at page three. It was weird but I read it anyway. It was full of interesting stories and now I realized it is not a story book or a novel, it is about different kinds of beings. It was amazing how many beings there are, now I wonder if Lucas have met all of them for me. I smile at that thought