Booktok Phrases Novels & Stories

Author : I'm sorry if there is still so many typos and flaws from my book, please tell me if there is a major typo or some phrases that feel stiff, I'll revised it immediately. And please leave a comment if you read this book you guys.. Thank you so much 🥺💗 ... To be continued…

I followed her instruction and when I did, I found myself reading out word's on the first page of the book. "Spell one; Possession technique." "No way, I can read the book!"

Wounds that don’t really heal. But my ears were attuned to these sarcasms from my best friend. Every time he said something like this, I felt a strange urgency within. To arrive at the moment when I would make it big with my book. To arrive at The Booker. I would take those words in, like you swallow a bitter-tasting Saridon when you have a headache. And I would become quiet for a moment. He would understand, as always he did and then try to pacify me with kinder words.

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He pleaded, his mouth forming a pout and it looked really adorable on him. My books. The books The very reason I couldn’t even slip into a café without being hunted like prey. I pasted on the kindest smile I could muster, though it probably came out looking more like a grimace. “That’s… flattering. But I’m sort of…” “Wait, wait!” the girl cut me off, clutching her phone screen in front of me. “Can you say the line? The line from chapter twenty-one?” She cleared her throat, over-enunciating as though performing Shakespeare at the Globe Theatre.

Stephen let out a small chuckle. "Go to sleep." [Hello lovely readers! Welcome to my book! Hope you are enjoying it! Please support me by leaving me a rating and review! Your precious words mean the world to me! Love you all!]

I tilted my head, searching for the perfect instance to use in my argument. “Gangsters, no offense, and books is like bread and something like…” I thought hard enough. “Meat?” He raised his eyebrow. “When I say bread and meat, I don’t mean as in a burger.” I slowly pushed the book back into its slot on the shelf. “Unless stacked with other ingredients as a burger, bread and meat don’t seem like a possible combination.” He looked more confused than I was. “An unlikely combination, but it doesn’t make it any bad.” I chuckled.

She placed the leather-bound book on her lap with reverence, brushing away the lingering dust with her trembling fingers. The book creaked open like it hadn’t been touched in years. Its pages were yellowed and fragile, but tucked between random paragraphs were faint markings—notes written in delicate, slanted handwriting. Leah’s heart thudded as she scanned the lines, searching for meaning. On the third chapter, Sofia’s voice came alive. “Nothing is ever truly what it seems. A beautiful prison is still a prison.” Leah’s brows furrowed. She flipped another page. More underlines, this time around a quote from the book’s protagonist:

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He bit his lower lip with a baby look and Jeffrey sighed in exhaustion. He clicked his tongue and raised his eyes to Zayn, "You just read the last line of the book for me and that is not a lesson. A prince doesn't have to marry a princess, it could be anyone perfect. Your mate" "Mate. I've heard people saying mate, what is it?" He inquired inquisitively and the library keeper responded, "A destined partner. You'll know more when you come of age. Don't try to change the topic of our discussion, my prince. Tell me, the lesson learnt in this book"