Booktok Sayings Novels & Stories

"Do you know the password?" I sighed and rubbed my temples. "No, that's what I've been trying to find out. It has something to do with the inscription my mom left me in this book…but I can't figure it out for the life of me." Simon set the laptop back down on my bed and grabbed the book instead, reading it's words out loud. "To Alice: Life is beautiful, precious, and worthy of awe." His eyes then turned to me. "What have you tried?" "Respectlife, passionate, trust…You name it, I've tried it." I groaned. "I have no idea."

He said making me laugh once more. "There's the saying 'Don't judge the book by it's cover'." We reached the clearing where more pack members were looking at the culprit. I chuckled. They parted like the red sea and gave way while Earl came to my side. "He's such a hard-headed boy." He snickered and I shrugged. "He'll regret it later." I walked towards the man, standing in front of him and he smirked. "Took you long enough. Did the baby hide and asked for some ego booster from her granny?" I smirked while a loud growl from Sam was heard.

"I don't know how to even fucking read.” I bit down in my lip, my mind running with words I could give that'd convince him. "Well, it's not really just a book,” I said, lifting the book back up. "This is a magic spell book that grants all your fucking wishes. You don't even have to read from it. Just open and say whatever the fuck it is that you want, and it magically gives that to you.” Stan arched a brow. "And why haven't you used it to get you some food?”

“I was planning on going into town anyway, mainly to buy more books.” “More books?” I chuckled at his earnestness. “I'm pretty sure you could build a library with the number of books in the house. Do you really need more?” “There’s always room for more stories.” He gave a small, almost bashful smile, running a hand through his hair. “What can I say… I like good strong words that mean something.” “Was that from, Little Women?” I asked, recalling a line from the book that sounded similar. “Someone reads,” he remarked, pulling out a copy of ‘Little Women’ from the shelf. “I love that line because I believe when Jo says it, she’s not just talking about writing, but about finding deeper connectio

I am crazy… in fact, I have always been so crazy about Jacob but I just never realized it until now. I walk around the library in search of a book I can read to get my mind off all my worries. This is what Jacob taught me, he said and I quote “Books are like a free therapy in a fairytale, once you get intrigued by them you find yourself in a world where no one will judge you and there, you will find peace…. lots of them” I can hear his voice in my head telling me that. I smile, reminiscing about the times Jacob and I spent together, his words always comforting and soothing.

“Besides, The Way of Ah-Tzenul says to invoke the spirit of Ah-Tzenul in your harvest, you gotta give an offering of . . . ” “Books,” she says, grumbling. “Yer damn books. That’s where you’re getting this foolishness from? Hell, I should’ve known. You sitting around all day on your fat ass, reading them damn books, stuffing your head with fool ideas about nothing at all. Why, I oughta drag them books out to the burn pit, pour kerosene over em, and burn em up, and another thing . . . ”

she yelled at me and I started laughing. “I’m kidding! Sorry,” I said as she started hitting my arm and I laughed. “… a place that’s important to you, something that signifies your power, pray to Odin for wisdom and to Idun for your own rejuvenation and slit your throat from right to left…” my voice faltered. “Ha! Very funny Kiran,” she said to me and looked at me. “I’m not kidding this time, that’s what the book says,” I said and she grabbed it and read it for herself.

“Wеll, I саn’t lеt іt ѕlіdе all thе tіmе, after аll, thеу are fictional guуѕ and I’m the rеаl dеаl. I hаvе to mаkе ѕurе I’m dоіng mу jоb іn ѕhоwіng you that magic dоеѕ hарреn outside thе раgеѕ оf a bооk too.” I ѕmіlеd аt his ѕuggеѕtіоn. “A girl does nееd reminding аѕ she tеndѕ tо forget whаt with аll these аmаzіng book boyfriends fіllіng uр hеr dау, іt саn become a lіttlе dіѕtrасtіng.”

we same in unison pointing to each other. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------- “There is no such thing as a good story. There is only something like a good book. A good book is where a reader finds complete solace and comfort; a way to escape harsh realities relating to his life” - R.A Higheels If you liked this chapter, please consider leaving a review!

“Most people would’ve been a blubbering mess. You held it together nicely, my love. I hate to say it, but it does get a bit easier over time. Not a lot, though. Each soul torn from your pack or pride tears apart many more hearts.” “There you go again,” Andi rolled her eyes, “saying the freakin’ perfect thing. Do you have a book of these sayings you’ve memorized for the right time or something?” He feigned a look of disbelief. “You accuse me of plagiarism when I speak from the heart?”