Booktok Problematic Novels & Stories

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

I had found nothing of use in these books so far. There was so much information in these books. That wasn’t the problem, the problem was finding that information. There didn’t seem to be any kind of key or system behind what each book contained. So far I had skimmed through one book on the history of my subspecies of werewolf, one diary and a book about using our skill to unlock magic. That book was interesting but it didn’t really help me solve my current issue.

Makes it harder for any spies listening in to get what it is we’re talking about… “But I do have a problem right now Froggy that I think may involve you…” And here it comes… get ready for it, Nate… ”What do you mean by that, Sir?" ”We recently have a few chapters missing from your other book, and it may seem that you have sold it to another publication. You do realize that you’re an exclusive writer with us and you’re not supposed to pass your books to another company, right?” ”What book is this, Sir?” ”The Accountant’s Records.”

“Bree, what was that?” Brianna was occupied flipping through the first book, so she didn’t answer at first. He saw her shocked expression and got by her side to check the name of the book she was reading. ‘The peacemaker fallacy: waging war as a business strategy’ Nate frowned, trying to make sense out the title. “Bree, what is it?” “Love… it’s about the Council. All of them, look.” She got a few pieces of paper that didn’t belong to any book and showed him what she saw.

The woman nodded, “But then you would find yourself in a lot of trouble with a lot of uncomfortable questions to answer.” “You broke into my home and into my bedroom. I think you'll find that no one will question my actions towards you inside of this room.” He snarled. The woman laughed, completely unconcerned with his threats as she went back to reading the book in her hand and sipping at the drink in her hand. “You know, there’s so many things written in here that could be used against you, Alpha Luke. It’s pretty revealing. If this book were to fall into the wrong hands…”

I read until my eyes burned and my head ached. Nothing. Not one single record of an alpha being marked from the inside out. Not by a mate. Not by anyone. My frustration grew sharp and ugly. “That’s impossible,” I said aloud, voice echoing softly. “Something like this does not just happen without precedent.” I looked around more to see if there was something I was missing… I looked toward the inner safe and saw a book. The book did not sit with the others. It rested alone on a lower pedestal, darker than the rest, its cover smooth like stone but warm when I stepped closer. The title shimmered faintly, letters shifting until they settled.

“What book?” “Yes, it was a book. To be honest, I don’t know why Father banned many of those kinds of books. It was mostly about mating, about rituals, about something Lycans and something wolves.” “Really? I’d like to see the book.” “Trust me, if you ask Father, he’s going to flip. I would suggest you instead sneak around and try to find that book yourself. But until then, you have to act like a Lycan. Stop running away from your problems. Last night you ran. Tonight… are you going to run again, or will you face your problems?”

I called again, moving toward the door but I got no answer. This guy is not only a nerd, he is also weird and somehow crazy. I wonder how I was going to cope with him when I joined his book club. I grabbed my phone off the table and unlocked it. As the screen popped on, messages flooded in. Group chats messages , especially the ones I've muted for a while now. ‘Arian Smith, Orleans College Book Club President, Accused of Misusing Club Funds.’ I blinked, trying to wake myself from the dream. I scrolled down, read it again and it was still the same.

Jake stopped, getting back to his matter, “never mind. I wanted to show you this...” He slid out the book and placed it at the large table which was furthest in that part of the library. “Great, you joined a cult!” Matt scoffed. “What is it?” Gabriel asked, observing the strange symbol on it. “Well, I don't know, yet.” “What do you mean, you don't know?” came Gabriel, “I think a book’s supposed to be opened to know what it is...” “Ok,this is going to sound insane but when I opened it, fire came out of it, literally!”

“Better.” His uncertain tone conveyed a different answer. I raised a curious eyebrow. Sighing, he pulled out a notepad I’d seen him scribbling on. “I’ve finally found a few books that mention the fake mate bond, and specifically our version of it. The problem is that when they do mention a way to undo it, which most don’t, they all have a different solution.”