Booktok Questions Novels & Stories

So for this place I will engage in a Q and A session for you all. Please feel free to ask me anything you're curious about regarding the book and the story so far. This can include the behind the scenes, characters, the inspiration or any plot points. I will explain to the best of my ability (No spoilers though, hehe) and engage with you to the fullest extent. So if there are any questions, let me know. I will keep this updated and am eager to hear your thoughts. The only question I will not answer will be regarding updates so if anyone asks “When will you update?” I will likely not answer. That aside, ask away!

Gabe smiles and nods his head while he stands up and walks out of the restaurant doing the same as the night before, leaving a tip for the waitress The next night As I place his dessert in front of him he looks at me and nods his head. “River, can I ask you another question?” - he asks as I was ready to walk away. “Sure” - I reply but this time I sit in front of him. Gabe looks at me so deeply that intimate me. “What is your favourite book?” - he asks “That’s a tough one. I think I would have to say Second Chance by Peyton Iuga” - I say and he nods his head. I get up and walk away. When I come back from the kitchen he is not there anymore.

Just even numbers and the 5s 😐 Originally, that part was titled 'epilogue' for a veeeery long time, but then it started to look redundant and unnecessary to me . . . it isn't really an epilogue . . So I just used the dot. Lolz. 🍒 This is the Q and A part . . Since I wasn't able to ask any in the story . . 🙃 ~ Honestly, what do you guys think of the book? I dunno, I think the way the book ended was not very satisfying . . 😕

“You’ve read it! Why should I? “We couldn’t answer the question. So, we read again for better understanding.” “What happen to your own mouth that you cannot read it?” Bukky asked with sarcasm in her voice. “I read it already. Fresh pair of eyes are needed.” “It’s not only pair, you will see dozen. Are you reading or not?” “Okay, I’ll read!” Ayo sighed. “Once upon a time, there was a village…” “See!” Bukky interrupted. “Don’t read again. It can make somebody to sleep. Let’s just answer.” Ayo agreed and began answering the questions to the best of her knowledge. All Bukky did was observe and talk at intervals. At the end, she copied not-so-correct answers.

But I know deep inside that I don’t have the luxury or need to know. That’s not my purpose in her life. That’s not my assignment. "What book are you reading?” I asked her, gesturing at the book on the table. I noticed that it had two men on the front cover. “What is it about?” She points at the said book. "This one?" I took a sip from the cup then said, “Yeah.” “It’s a BL book.” I raised my brows. “BL book? What’s a BL book?” She smiled before answering and pursed her lips as she poured tea for me. She placed the pretty teapot on the tray and then looked at me with a funny look on her face. “BL book. It’s a book with illustrations of two grown men fucking.”

"I would give you one or two questions to solve after dinner" "Okay" I said. "Okay? Are you really doing this?" "Yeah" "Bella, this topic is freaking difficult" "I won't deny that fact but once you know it, you know it" I told him and hurried up with my meal. "Okay..." He muttered still doubting me. ** After Dinner, he wrote me two questions in a book but mere looking at the questions, I knew where he got those questions from. Damn! I'm so familiar with textbooks.. "Here" He gave me the note book.

Killian smirked, twirling the glass in his hand. “You have a way with words,” he said. “And if you think it’s a sin, why bother with the details? Our agreement was for you to do what I ask of you. There was no mention of asking questions. Yet, I am willing to answer your questions but only those I feel like answering.” “You are a sick bastard, did anyone tell you that?” I hissed. “I thought that’s how you felt about Asher,” Killian said. “Don’t compare him to yourself,” I said. “And where am I to find this book anyway?”

“What?” “Your sister, she was murdered,” T tells me, strolling forward to slide his arms through the cell. I take a few steps back in response, until my back hits the wall. There’s no way I’m moving from this spot. “How?” I ask softly. He shrugs loosely, and taps his nose again. Oh boy, I could kill him. Time for me to use my own manipulation tool. “What’s the book for?”

Luca observed that the child had prepared stronger objections than either of us ever did for teachers. We found an empty bench and opened the quiz book again. The questions were outdated enough that several answers became disputes about whether the world had changed or the book had always been wrong. After a while, Luca closed it with one finger, marking the page. He asked if I was comfortable calling the afternoon a date. I looked at his hand on the cover before answering. We had spent so long either naming things too early or avoiding names entirely that the direct question felt almost embarrassing. I said I was, provided it didn't come with an assumption about what happened next.

The book's weight was almost a tangible representation of the vast knowledge it held, massive and weighty, and her hands throbs with discomfort as she accepted it. "If you wish to embark on a deep dive into our history and uncover the mysteries of Werewolves, Vampires, Dragons, Werecats, and myriad other Supernaturals, this tome shall be your guide. If you have questions, don't hesitate to ask me. I'll be here to answer them." To Leo's immense surprise and delight, Astrid places a tender peck on his cheek and hushes a heartfelt, "Thank you, dad," before bounding up to her room.