Novel & Cerita Booktok Reading Chair

Said she and left before I could say anything to her. Opening the door, I was met with floor to ceiling books. There was a ladder off to the right side with wheels on the top that had a track that went all the way around the room. A large sofa sat in the middle with two arm chairs on either side with end tables and lamps connecting them. There was a balcony straight through with a rocking chair and a thick blanket draped over the back of it.

My curiosity got the better of me as I walked in like someone in a trance, completely mesmerized by the floor to ceiling shelf of books. “Beautiful,” I blurted, stepping further in. It was the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. “It's so beautiful.” It was different from anything I have ever seen. There were no desks or wooden chairs in sight. Instead, there were are arrangements for all kinds of settings. Comfy window seats, l-shaped sofas, mats, even coffee table sitouts. It was like a dream. You could read books comfortably in whatever posture you liked. “Excuse me, ma'am,” I heard behind me and immediately stiffened. I was lost staring that I had forgotten there was someone else in he

One she would regret later on. Speeding through the house, I ended up in my office. Books lined the right side of the room. One couch sat in front of the shelves. Her couch. She would sit there for hours, reading me the books she and Ozias were discussing that week. When the same tired position grew uncomfortable, she would prop her legs up on the back rest, head dangling to the floor.

Erik didn’t usually make me wait very long once he heard the stomach growling. He was leaned against the door, arms crossed, gaze fixed on me. “What’s up?” I ask, sitting up a little more. He raises his brow at my question, pushes off the door and approaches me. I watch him the entire time as he circles around his desk and stands beside his chair I was still sitting in. He grabs the back, and turns it to face him. I was a little surprised how easily he did it, like I said, this thing was like a miniature throne. It was made of solid wood, and definitely didn’t have wheels or spinny features like the office chairs I was used to. His arm stayed on the chair, pinning me in as he towered over me

Maybe Zion had had the room freshly painted, although for what means she couldn’t be sure. A huge, cream faux fur rug covered the wooden flooring in the right side of the room, thoughtfully placed before the rustic log burner which resided in the wall. Keeping with the theme, a double mahogany book shelf leaned against the wall in front of her, filling out the space just before the door. Brielle couldn’t be certain, but if she had to guess she would imagine there would be around 100 books neatly stored in there. Besides her was a cream, velvet reading chair that looked out through to the window. It was strangely large, big enough for perhaps herself and all three of her mates to rest on.

A book appeared from there with a cover made of hard stone. Altair walked over to the wall beside him doing the same move as Duke Elrica had shown them. Likewise with Adir, he went to separate himself from near Altair to take a book. Duke Elrica brought out enough Mana from under his feet to bring up chairs and tables for them to comfortably read books. "I think it will be very hard if it touches my ass," said Altair who was carrying so many books in his hands. "Don't worry, the seat feels comfortable to sit on," said Adir, who was also nearby.

Peeking around the room, I ensure no one is in sight. Climbing onto the chair next to the bookshelf, I run my fingers along the spines of the books. Jessica told me that it would be the one with no writing. Finally, I find it. An old tattered book that has clearly been looked through a thousand times. Standing on my tiptoes, I carefully pull the book off the shelf and slide down onto the chair.

She slowly edged her way around it, and then dropped into the plush office chair with a sigh. So comfortable. So tempting. She almost wished she could fall asleep here. Jia let her body slump in the chair to test exactly how much she sank into the cushioning, which turned out to be to a considerable depth. Well, she thought as she fought her way back out, she was not going to do that again. The leather squeaked and whined until she struggled back onto her feet, and she turned around to look askance at the Satan Chair that threatened to suck the soul out of her. Nope, she thought. She rolled the chair back with a push and eased her way back around the desk again.

"I know that not everything you might not know. I want to read from the beginning until now, and I can find many interesting books here anyway." Riley raised his hand to show an ancient book with ancient writing. There was written how to read the ancient writing on a chair sitting quietly leaning back, watching the woman who preferred to sit on the floor, with several stacks of books around her. "Are you looking for a different atmosphere?" "That's right, don't you think spending time in a different way is a great thing? I want to add more things to my life. We've been through a lot, and sometimes I feel like life is so hard. Relaxing while reading a book here can make my boredom disappear."

The books were arranged like in the study room, from the floor to the ceiling – but this one was far more enormous than the latter. In the study room, there were built-in ladders on the side of each of the shelves to get the books she needed up to the ceiling. Unlike here, they were using wood ladders to get the needed books, most especially at the higher part of the shelf. It was better, though, because they could move it from one shelf to another. She loved to read, and she was really fascinated – it made her want to discover new things from the book itself. There were ten wooden rectangular tables placed in the center of the room – each had five wooden chairs with foam on it.