Booktok Politics Novels & Stories

It was nearly 5:30 PM according to the clock, and would soon be a new moon by the look of it. He perused the books in the case, briefly scanning their titles. There were some dusty World War II tomes below, most likely George’s, and several of Glee’s books on cooking and gardens—and where was she, anyhow? He saw volumes about ancient Egypt and the pharaohs, the construction of the pyramids and such, while the upper shelves were filled with political books, everything from Pat Buchanan to Arianna Huffington, William F. Buckley Jr. to Gore Vidal. One title caught Richard off guard and made him laugh aloud: On Politics and the Art of Acting, by the playwright Arthur Miller.

just to ask questions about the books he ordered me to read. Still, I pushed aside the documentaries on Kianka and looked at the ones he had recently given me. I did not know where to begin, so I flipped through their contents. There were five books in total. They covered court politics, pack histories, diplomatic decisions, and other matters that carried weight I was not supposed to touch. After a long moment of hesitation, I chose the book on court politics. I forced myself to focus, line after line, letting the information sink in. Knowledge like this was never meant for someone like me. Not for a slave, not just for an Omega.

"Elvira got to where she is today because of her own gun and her own brain. She doesn't need anyone handing her opportunities, and she definitely doesn't accept threats disguised as terms." Luca's words landed like a slap across Vincent's face, loud enough to make the Torrio family members flinch. The Ferrero family's roots and influence in South Ilyria were something the Allen family could not compete with for the time being. Right after that, Elvira spoke, calm and composed.

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.

“I feel like an idiot, and… I apologize too much. “ He smiles around the cigarette in his mouth. “Yeah, I noticed. “ He is even cuter when smiling. “I am working on it. “ I explain, trying to sound serious, “I’ve inherited this from my sister. “ “The things we inherit from our siblings, “ he shakes his head. Jaka brings the drinks and we start talking. He is actually very funny. We talk about movies and TV shows, then about sports and all kinds of things. Then about politics and art. “It’s like in the book you’ve been reading, “ he says. “How do you know what I am reading?” “I saw when I came in. “ “Oh… But the book is not political. “ "No book is genuinely free from political bias. The opin