Booktok Ruining Reading Novels & Stories

Verity walked round the table, pulled a chair beside me and sat down, looking at me with great interest. “Inside books?” she whispered, as if we were discussing top secret information. “Before my brain short-circuits. Explain it to me.” “Ok. Listen. Wordswood had libraries everywhere, right?” I closed my book and concentrated on explaining all that Ruin showed me. “Yes.” “And what are libraries or universities running on?” “Books!”

But the ache in my gut twists like a cold, sharp hook. I bury it. Crushing it under a layer of ice. Freezing it in place. "Don't be ridiculous," I scoff, walking to the wardrobe and unbuttoning my jacket. "I don't have a sentimental bone in my body." "Then why the book?" she asks, unzipping her dress. "It’s an asset," I lie smoothly. "First editions appreciate in value. It’s a better investment than that paperback trash you usually read. Put it in the safe if you want to protect the equity."

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to spoil it for you.” I smiled and crossed my arms over the other. “No, it’s fine. Your input just makes me want to read it more. He treats her like sh*t and she acts so dumb and defenseless so I’m happy she gets to hurt him once.” He gave me a strange look before he burst out laughing. “Why do you sound like you hate the main characters of the story you’re reading?” He asked. “Because I do. Most of these modern book relationships don’t make sense. They wouldn’t work in real life. He’s toxic and she’s too naive, but hey, their s*x scenes are terrific and at this point, that’s all I’m here for.”

She lets out a cry of pleasure, while he licks and sucks, moving his fingers into her wet …. “Urgh!” I groan and close my eyes. Every single frickin time it’s the same. I can’t even read a trashy book without thinking of him. It’s not easy hating someone. I press my legs together to dissolve the aching itch that forms between them as I throw the stupid book on the ground. Kiara peeps out of the closet. “Melaena!” She’s using my full name for effect. “Stop reading yourself into a climax!” A pair of jeans hit me in the face before I can react.

You enjoy the fluff, get your panties wet during the snu-snu moments, and fantasize about things that only happen in fiction. 'You like to read these crappy books because you want to fantasize about the things that you can never have. These books make up for your boring reality. These books have twisted your expectations of a real man. You drool over fictional characters but you won't look at a real man,' My younger brother had chastised me once, 'and these authors make your wallet thinner by manipulating your mindset and making you addicted.'

The Reader stumbled backward. Their faceless hood twisted violently, body bending in impossible angles. “You’re not supposed to hesitate!” they gasped. Liora clutched the book to her chest. “Then maybe this isn’t the final chapter.” “You can’t stop what’s been written,” the Reader hissed. “You can’t outrun the ending!” The floor cracked beneath them, Not ground, But text, Pages of her life peeling apart like skin, And rising from between them, Was a figure made entirely of titles. No face, No features.

I simply nodded quickly, my eyes still not leaving the book. Minutes and hours passed as I got more and more engaged inside my book, but I didn’t care. This book was too interesting, and I couldn’t stop. God, this is why my parents stopped buying me books. They always made it sound like that’s all I’m ever good at and that it would “distract” me from doing the “important” things in life. Like trying to win the heart of a blood-sucking monster. “Interesting,” I heard a familiar voice say before my book was snatched away from me.

She smiled, placing her hands on her waist. "Really? there's a library? Yes!" I clenched my right fist frantically in the air, excitement written all over me. Back at home, A Library was an abomination. I guess I forgot to mention there was a rule about books also? Well, here it goes. Eric had concluded that books lie. He had this ludicrous theory that books trap people. He said it's similar to a disease, a terrible sickness that has no cure. Makes humans rapted in an imaginary world, completely forgetting what reality brings.

“That book is filled with lies, no wonder why they wanted to burn it!” “Alpha, I searched for anything I could find out about this book. This book was only prohibited and hunted to be burned because it talks about a forbidden topic. A relationship between an Alpha and an Omega was viewed as profanity. It was so indecent that they don’t allow anyone to talk about it.” Beta Alek explained. I scoffed at him. “I thought you’ve already read that book before you brought it to me. Tell me, do you really believe that this book makes sense?” I asked him.

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