Booktok Man Novels & Stories

"It's Uncle Kramer's house, so no offense is taken. What are you reading anyway, at night? Sone steamy CEO romance? Or cute girl's exaggerated first kiss?" "Shut your weird mouth," she scolds lightly, then shows him the book cover. Mahone glances at it and reads the title loudly, "The New Orleans Voodoo Handbook. What_ you're practicing black magic now?" "Whatever," she says, widening her eyes. "Hey, hey! Why are you undressing in front of me? I can be your buddy, but you have to remember that I'm a girl, too!" she covers her face with book. "So what?" he throws the shirt on the chair, showing his perfect six pack abdomens, smirking at her shyness. "I know you don't have bad thoughts about m

He bit the omega's earlobe, slowly and sensually. Booke felt terrified. Her wolf was telling her to get out of there as fast as she could, but she simply could not; the man who was cornering her against the tree trunk was quite strong. Booke's backpack fell to the ground the moment she felt that man start to touch her butt above her pants.

With every step I took, the soft dress rubbed against my bare thighs, reminding me that I had no underwear on. I looked around the room. Private leather booths lined the walls, separated by thick curtains. People were talking softly in low voices. I walked toward the back corner booth, looking for the broad-shouldered man from the profile picture. Instead, sitting in the darkest corner of the booth, was a man quietly reading a small leather book under a dim light. He wore a neat dark suit. His hair was styled nicely with a little gray at the sides. He wore black glasses on his nose. He looked quiet, smart, and calm—more like a lawyer or a college teacher than a man who wanted total control.

Warm palms, his thumb moving slightly, and I couldn't convince myself it was the champagne or the chandelier light or the weight of everyone watching us. BookTok has done irreversible damage to my brain. All it takes is one dangerous man, a hand at my waist and a low voice telling me to ‘follow his lead’ for my common sense to pack a suitcase and leave without saying goodbye. I pull the sheet over my head, giving myself exactly three seconds of mortified delight, then drag it back off and stare at the water stain on the ceiling. It looks vaguely like Ohio. My apartment feels smaller than it did yesterday morning. Reality presses down with the weight of poor construction and decades-old pipes

“We can get someone to grab a few for you. What titles would you like?” This was my heaven. This was my everything. I quickly went to the videos I had saved on the tok, jotting down all the titles that had been recommended. “ Thank you.” The man nodded and as soon as the door closed, I grinned like a psycho. Twenty minutes later not only did they have my food but books too. “Thank you so much.” “Anything you need, we will be outside.” When the door closed I jumped, not sure if to go for the food or books first, a whole pile of dirty filthy books waited for me to devour.

"It's Uncle Kramer's house, so no offense is taken. What are you reading anyway, at night? Sone steamy CEO romance? Or cute girl's exaggerated first kiss?" "Shut your weird mouth," she scolds lightly, then shows him the book cover. Mahone glances at it and reads the title loudly, "The New Orleans Voodoo Handbook. What_ you're practicing black magic now?" "Whatever," she says, widening her eyes. "Hey, hey! Why are you undressing in front of me? I can be your buddy, but you have to remember that I'm a girl, too!" she covers her face with book. "So what?" he throws the shirt on the chair, showing his perfect six pack abdomens, smirking at her shyness. "I know you don't have bad thoughts about m

Since Alexa was an attorney and I wasn't, she would win every time. “Thank you for bringing them back,” Darcie replied, putting the last book on her re-shelf pile. She patted the top one like a good child before leaning back in her chair to take a better look at Book-man. He was still looking politely at a shelf of books, but we had an excellent view of his very muscular backside. She mouthed the word, “Nice!” before speaking aloud. “All done. You have a great evening, Lena. And congratulations on your big case.” I stuck my tongue out at her before Book-man turned around. She gave me a wide, cheeky grin in return. I knew in about thirty minutes she'd be texting me to see if she could get the

He went straight to the bookshelf at the back of the shop. “Are you new here?” a sudden grumpy voice followed him behind. “Uh….” Ryan almost jumped off at the voice. He turned around to see an old man about above fifty years old, approached him, trudging. “Hello, I’m the owner of this bookstore.” That man replied, his voice shaking, “I’m Nicholas, you can call me Nick.” “Yeah, I’m new here, just moved yesterday down the alley,” he stated, holding a crime novel.

He told himself and kept the book as he continued his fight with the strange man. " That book..." the man paused and shook his head. " Its been a thousand years already. It can't be the one." The man mumbled and flew in for an attack but it was just like the rest and it didn't touch Alex at all. " Lets just end this fight before things get complicated!" The man said as he could already see Pa Yang, the King and Nicklaus coming their way. " Not like they can get here anyway because of the barrier but I really must end it before they get here because I don't trust your old man!" The man uttered and formed a very big flame with his hands.

but it's fine they changed their minds faster than I thought. "So this is the section." My eyes widened when I saw a book. “What kind of book is this?” I almost let out a curse when I saw the cover of one book in that section. On the cover there was two men almost hugging each other only wearing their underwears. “Secret to longer homosexual relationships, Male edition,” I read the title out loud. I can't believe with my two eyes that there was a section like this in a bookstore. Am I that innocent to know about what is this?