Booktok Man Novels & Stories

asked Mrs Tepes. "We were invited by the owners. "said Mrs Smith 'How am I going to get information about Phoenix with her hanging around.' Thought Emma. A group of cameramen entered the bookstore. They surrounded a bulky man with curly brown hair who sat on the wooden chair near the door. Mr Walter stood near him. "Good evening everyone! I welcome you all, to the grand opening of this bookstore. Thank you for coming here. We have a very special guest today here with us. This is Mr Luca Alexandro, the famous paranormal investigator. He chose our store to release his first book."

I don't know what he will think when he finds out the truth. "She's at home," I answered. "Ah... That boy was playing with me, he said he didn't know me. Thank you It's so lame!" said Mana. "Yes, sir. I also wanted to ask you something..." The old man sounded like he was confused. "About what?" "Well... I cleaned the room that Mam Nicky used. And... I saw a book there. Under the pillow. But the book is not his.'s Mam Kelly's... Bennet.."

Oh my days please just comply with me, dear handsome stranger. “I’m not getting it for any child. And I grabbed it before you did, so I don't see why I have to give it to you. If you’ll excuse me.” he says in a deadly deep voice that made my knees buckle and was equally as dismissive. He left immediately after he said what he had to and I was just there, rendered speechless by how rude and sexy this strange man-child was. Cause WHY THE HELL was he reading a teen book!! Of all people to snatch my beloved from me, it was a grown ass man, now I have to look for another store cause I'm unfortunately a huge manga collector, NOT an e-reader fan.

The man said and Ria laughed. "She should be given an award for the world's worst mother ever"Ria teased and the man only chuckled. "So when would you show me the book,I came looking for?"Ria asked. "I'm not showing until, I'm ready to do so.. you are just a stranger,like I haven't met you for so long..so I can't just give you the book and who knows you might be a vampire in pretence of a werewolf"He answered.

I jumped out suddenly as I found the man's book-like journal and her voice at the same time. "Alright, dug in all of his communication platforms and history" "Copy that" I unfurl the book wide yet floundering to perform clasping the phone and the other on the pages. The book it was like his diary where he sets his satisfaction and further fantasy beyond more a dream but gruesome desires. It was unsettling while reading his strategies and reasons starting from beginning to end. "He has contact with Lydia Manskim in Callme" She responded at last and then I closed the book.

Suddenly a chill seizes me, and I wonder if what I saw earlier is about to play out again. The punk's gaze darts from the handsome man to me as he weighs his options. With a curse, he wrenches his wrist free and steps back. "You're not worth it, you stuck-up bitch," he mutters, shooting me a venomous glare before he slinks away. "Is this your book?" the handsome man bends down, picks up the copy of What Great Paintings Say effortlessly despite its weight, and asks. There is concern in his green eyes but also admiration as he casually thumbs the edges of the book. His sudden appearance is a relief, and I'm grateful but also bewildered.

He nodded and lowered his voice: "Girl, can you stand up straight?" "Huh?" Her whole body stiffened, in disbelief, reaching up to rub her face, thinking: Am I not as beautiful as Rosa Roja? Why is his reaction so different from other men's? Come to think of it, maybe it's because people who read books like to act nice. "I..." She kept trying, persistently calling again. "Okay, don't call again!" That person immediately put out his hand to stop her. "My name is Libro."

the woman agreed with Lyra and the man looked at me. “Please, back me up here,” he said and I shrugged. “I actually agree with the ladies. There is nothing like enough books. Get her more books, king.” “She prefers this book men to me. Why should I help her do such a thing to me?” “You should still get her the book. She knows that the men in these books are fictional and will actually make no sense in real life.” Lyra scoffed and picked up the book the woman had pointed to. “This book here has my all time favorite male character in it, Thor Nelson. After reading this book, I prayed for a partner like me for weeks. I still do.”

My eyes skim over the text as a small smile plays across my lips when I finish reading. My girl has a kink for heavy smut and dark romance! Perfect! I carefully place the book back where I found it, not wanting to risk damaging one of her possessions and twist on my heels. I take in the man in the kitchen that nervously fumbles with his shirt, not knowing how to carry himself. "Relax Bart, your girl still has until the end of the night to come home. You still have some hours before all hope is lost." I say almost casually.

She let out a breath, shaking her head as she left the chair before pointing at me. “Let me break it down for you to understand. The bookshop you lockpicked— don't even fucking argue against that. I know for a FACT thai I locked it— and intruded on is MINE and it's on the other side of this room which I ALSO own because I own the entire BUILDING.” She huffed indignantly.