Booktok Room Novels & Stories

Yet this place had a more elegant touch, curving corners that led to even more books in a room that she’d had no idea was as large as it turned out to be. By the time she’d made it to the other end, she’d passed through the room’s center where four leather couches sat facing one another, a huge area rug covering the floor beneath them. There was also a fireplace nestled deep into the back wall surrounded by an intricate rock design. As gorgeous as it all was, Elaina found herself going farther, to the end of the room, to a section of books that looked terribly old and for some odd reason appeared the most interesting.

We came back to the living room and kitchen where he twirled in the space. “Now! Jordy!” Basil snapped his fingers. “The books!” His assistant came forward, pulling out four different books, thick enormous books and basically slammed them down on the kitchen counter. Walking over, I peered at them. Basil came up behind me. “There is a book for bedrooms, kitchen and bathrooms, living room and lounge, and outdoor spaces. Look and show me what jumps out at you.” I nodded. Sitting down, I opened up the bedroom book first. Flipping through the pages, I stopped about the fifteen pages in.

But Kaitlyn wondered if they'd ever be able to, Jackson was like mist. He faded away when you tried to grasp it. She walked up the stairs to her bedroom, and the emptiness felt different this time. She sat on the bed, noting the yellow photo album laying innocently in the corner of the room. She crossed the room and opened it. Then without thinking, she left her room, standing outside of Jackson's old room. She took a deep breath in, before walking in. It was neat, and cold. Untouched.

“These rooms are typically reserved for seniors since they aren’t as reckless with their magic, but I think a safe space to practice might do you some good.” The Librarian led me down a hall to the left of the room, one hidden behind the third row of book cases. Along the walls were doors trimmed in silver. They had symbols stamped on them in dark paint. She unlocked the first door with a standard metal key and ushered me inside. The room was entirely empty apart from a metal table against the far wall. One look and I knew it was bolted down. In between the light fixtures embedded into the ceiling were heavy duty sprinklers.

Chapter 35- Elnora POV Being with the King is easy. Much easier than it had ever been with Brogan. As he walks with me arm in arm down the streets of his kingdom, I watch as he proudly points out all of the different shops. “That bookstore has a secret room in the back for all of the best seller human books.” He whispers to me as we pass by a spectacular-looking bookshop. We wave into the shoppers through the window as I window shop the items within. “Are the books that are in the regular part of the store all vampire written?” I ask, intrigued by the thought. “That is correct. The books that you will find here are written by the vampires who reside within the different kingdoms. So if you f

the witch whispered into the child’s ear. Clara’s POV I entered the secret room with Erik following me from behind. I could feel that he wanted to ask me many questions, but I chose to ignore them. He must be opening our link for me to handle it. I focused on walking while looking around, the room was in front of us, and the room had nothing in it. The room has only one table in the middle and a chair. My eyes grew big when I saw a book on the table. I hurriedly walked towards the table and took the book. I hugged the book on my chest and turned my back to leave.

At first I was confused as to why we were at the bookshelf but he suddenly inputs his passcode on a keypad at the wall and a door opens up in the middle of the bookshelf. There was a secret room behind the door. He pulled me along as he walked inside the secret room which has a mini kitchen, a mini living room and lastly a bedroom and also a bathroom.. He dragged me all the way to the bedroom and threw me against the bed aggressively.. “You need to be reminded of the fact that I own you and you can't do as you please…” He spoke and began unbuttoning his shirt while I moved further away from him… I knew something like this was gonna happen but wasn't expecting it to be too soon…

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.

Walking in I look around, finding it empty I close the door behind me heading to the bookshelves that were built high. This should be the biggest room of the whole pack house. The smell of books, and the warm atmosphere is tempting to sprawl on the floor and enjoy it. Walking from one shelf to another, it is built like a semi-circle. I hope I don’t get lost in it. No, that would be what I need at this point now with a nice massage and a cup of coffee. I wanted it so badly I could literally smell the sweet aroma. “Hailey” “Ahh” I yell, jumping, knocking down some books.