Booktok Wall Lean Novels & Stories

Books had been removed from the lower shelves to create walls, blankets had been draped over furniture to create a ceiling, and pillows had been strategically placed to create what R apparently considered an impenetrable fortress. Phoenix sat cross-legged inside this construction, his tall frame folded uncomfortably into the limited space, holding a flashlight while R arranged toy soldiers around the perimeter. "We need more guards on the east wall," R was explaining seriously. "That's where the dragon will attack. He always goes for the weakest point." "Smart dragon," Phoenix agreed. "Okay, let's reinforce the east wall. What do you want to use?" "Books," R declared. "Big books. The ones ab

My insides were shouting out of curiosities. My eyes spied around the room to look it around. Out of four walls, the two of the walls had large shelves with the books that I may have never heard of. With that huge collections of books I could easily predict that Mr. Black must have been really studious person. No wonder he was always the topper in his young age and he always inspired me. The huge desk was arranged in front of the wall with the comfy chair behind it. There were all sorts of stationary items in the desk and some of the plants at the corner of the walls like they had been watered and cleaned everyday.

I refused to be oppressed. I went over to a mini bookshelf hung at the left-hand corner of the wall. I had never checked it since I started living in Adrian's house. When I glanced through, it was filled with books about success, productivity, leadership, and other bullshit that would only fuel my boredom. Nothing fun was on the shelf. Fuming, I walked away and stood by the window. It was a nice view there because I could have an overview of the estate. But it wasn't attractive anymore, maybe because I had viewed it more often.

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. There were leather chairs in this part of the room as well, single high-backed ones the color of rich caramel. Reaching out, she let her fingers brush lightly over the tattered spines of a couple books, stopping as if by no control of her own on one. The name TREKAS was printed in letters so worn she could barely see them all. Elaina pulled that one from the shelf without a moment’s hesitation. Before opening it, as if knowing already that this was going to take some time, she’d backed up until she sank in

As if she often noticed it on someone, but this someone was always absolutely not interesting to her. Huge bookshelves stretched over two floors. They were separated by a platform supported by metal supports, fenced with railings that barely reached the waist. It ran along the entire wall and ended with stairs located on both sides of the entrance. In the center on the ground floor there were square sliding tables surrounded by soft-looking chairs and a high bar counter, behind which Yuna was busy preparing coffee. “It’s a pretty cozy place,” Leah said, looking around. — I would stay to live here.

He placed the plate of food from his hand onto the table, right beside his laptop. "You're no different from Satya," I complained, combing the view from Ben's thin mattress up here. There was no longer a bookshelf, but large books were neatly arranged on the table attached to the wall. Not dusty either. Either because he likes to read or because he likes to clean. "Same in terms of things?" Ben moved the curtains that blocked the light from outside. The window design almost filled the wall like in the pantry. "The game is rough." I adjusted the position of Ben's T-shirt that covered my body. It's oversized, but it covers most of my thighs. The masculine scent of the soap I had used in the ba

He says, pushing me through the door and into the store. I lead him to the back room where Mrs. B put a bunch of comfortable couches and armchairs as well as lamps for gentle light. Bookshelves line every wall, stacked to capacity with beautiful leather bound books. There's even a bronze, gliding ladder that she doesn't use anymore, but she calls it her pride and joy.

One part of the wall to the left was made of glass, which showed the garden outside, some meters away from the outdoor swimming pool. Elise was also impressed by the large collection of books inside the library as though she stepped into Belmont library itself. There were shelves in an inverted L shape to their left while the right had the desk and sofas as well. There recessed and sconce, cool lighting fixtures. She thought it must be nice to read books in this library. It was quiet and cozy. She settled on the long sofa, while the others were still standing, looking and admiring the impressive room. “Mazoi, how are you?” Diana asked the Egyptian big guy, who was sucked into their place and

She turned and stepped back into the house. “Well,” she said over her shoulder. “Come inside before the Alpha starts growling.” Cassian did not deny the accusation. Inside, the house smelled strongly of herbs and smoke. Books filled nearly every wall. Old ones. Some bound in leather darker than Ava had ever seen. Others made of strange materials that looked more like bark than paper. Leana cleared a wide wooden table with a quick sweep of her hand. “Let’s see it.” Ava carefully placed the book in front of her.

Bright and comfortable. I had entered the library, Ozias trailing behind me. Books lay atop almost every open surface. Stacks of them were lined within the walls. Several others just stood as end tables. Between it all stood Albert, with his balding white hair. Frustrated with the lack of book shelving places, he cursed beneath his breath. Organizing such a mess would prove close to impossible if not given more space.