Booktok Shelf Novels & Stories

“This library is only accessible to the Alpha, Beta and Gamma families. It’s got the same type of fingerprint scanner as our apartment.” I didn’t want to sit at the desk, so I grabbed a few of the books and sat on the large couch instead. Easton kneeled down to take my shoes off before sitting beside me on the couch. He turned sideways a little and pulled my back into him so that I was laying against him and could position my legs to hold a book. I propped one of the books open on my legs and began to browse through it.

“They’re yours too. Take whatever you want.” “Really?” Her eyes sparkled. Lucas chuckled. “Yes. Pick them quickly.” Almost flying, she ran towards the shelves that made Lucas shook his head smilingly. “I promise to take only one or two books. Any recommendation?” “The shelves at the inner corner, I called them section of imagination. I put all books that entertain me there. You’ll like it.” She let a chuckle escape as she stepped towards the corner. “Section of imagination. What an odd name.”

The books were similar in sizes, and has no unbalanced pattern. "Here!" Nathan shouted. "Shelf No. 21..?!" he frowned. I felt the disappointment in his voice. But why? "Does the arrangements of the Shelves were—" Ella was a bit shocked, covering her mouth. "They were arranged randomly!!" Aaron concluded, and panicked. He rapidly thrown all of the books in his chosen shelf just to find the Encyclopedia! "Oh, here!" Trixie gladly shouted. She was jumping in joy! "Encyclopedia No. 13, right?" she smiled.

“Sure, sure, but I made sure that every reader will feel rewarded for their efforts.” Chastine was puzzled at what he said. “Rewarded? What’s the reward?” Duke-X explained about his new archive storing system. “The book itself.” “Huh?” Juste was more puzzled than Chastine and Maxill. “You see, I made modifications about the archival system in this library. Books are now shelled inside each egg that keep them in their top condition.” He added, “you have to get the book that you want from the box machine where the eggs are stored. The box machine has claws that you use to get the egg from the box.”

he said. “Really?” I asked, curiosity lacing my voice. He nodded once. “You’ll see.” I followed him to the library, the scent of old pages and cedar filled the air. To the left, I noticed a new shelf, small, polished, and unlike the grand spiral ones towering around us. My gaze caught on a delicate gold tag at the top: ‘The Juliens.’ My lips curved without meaning to. He set the books down carefully, arranging them as though they were fragile pieces of our story.

The chair is slightly smaller that the throne in the court hall, meaning it is still too big for a study room chair. There are two shelves at either side of the room. One shelf was for books, almost a hundred of then were lighted by the date they were written and the other shelf was for expensive wines, a few pure silver weapons and liquor glasses. They had brought in all of my valuables from my chambers and had organized it well in my new chambers. Which was why the brown letter was sitting on the top of the desk, trying to compel me to read the content. I let out another sigh before I looked over to the book shelf. Most of the books here are from my previous chambers, some are from the lar

I stopped walking and walked towards the shelf on my left. I tilted my head sidewards to read the titles of the different books in front of me. They're too many I wanted to read something that's worth my time. I was looking at the books arranged on my eye level. A rainbow-colored spine of the book caught my attention. I pulled the book slowly. The nail of my pointing finger touched the top edge of the book as it easily popped in front of me. It created an inch of a space where the book was inserted. I almost had a heart attack when someone on the other side of the shelf grinned in front of me.

Somehow after all this time that still managed to catch her off guard. She looked away before the emotion could become too obvious. "Pale yellow " she said softly. Alex smiled. "Pale yellow,” he repeated. He added it to the notes. The bookshelf discussion came next. That conversation lasted twenty minutes. Possibly twenty-five. The bookshelf itself was beautiful. It was oak. It was custom-made. It stretched from floor to ceiling. Lillian loved it immediately. The problem was determining where the lowest shelf should sit. According to one of her parenting books accessibility mattered. Children were more likely to read if books were easy to reach.

he asked. “Yeah, looks great,” I said appreciatively. Personally, I kept things pretty minimal when it came to furniture and decorations, so when Joe told me that he wanted these two shelving units, one on either side of the mantle, I’d been a bit skeptical. “What the hell are you even going to put on them?” I scoffed. “It’s not like you read, man.” Joe guffawed. “Books are a huge chick magnet,” he said. “Bring them home to a house full of books and they’re sure to sleep with you.”

I go the opposite way, painstakingly reading each and every title. “Callie!” Alice exclaims excitedly. “I think I found something.” I hurry over, seeing her pull a smaller black book off the shelf. There’s no title on this book, only a gold Baphomet overlaid on the leather. “The Book of the Beast,” I whisper, eyes lighting up. “I think you did find something.” She cracks the spine and I lean over, heart racing. And then the library doors open and close with a boom, echoing throughout the entire room. Alice and I both jump, and she quickly shoves the book into her cloak.