Bookworm Wow Novels & Stories

he asked with furrowed brows and suspecting eyes. "This is called intra librum, literally means inside the book. Here you can enter the world of the book and experience it first hand," His eyes suddenly glistened, his mouth opened while turning around—the same expression when he first toured the meadows of Pixie Realm. "You mean to say I can enter a book from here?" "Yes, that's what I said," Doom excitedly scanned the book titles. He kept on asking me if I was telling the truth or just pranking him. He asked several questions about how it worked and the likes. He finally grabbed a copy of the book he wanted to enter.

Xavier 's pov I was sitting in my office library engrossed in my work . Different cases require different references to various clauses and sectons of warewolf penal codes . My library consists of multiple books ranging from legislatures,civil law books to historic fictions. You name a book at it will be here in my library. I got up from my seat and searched through the multiple shelfes looking for the red covered book which has a case similar to the present one at my hand.

As I perused the books, I could feel Aidan’s gaze on me. The shop, much like the one downstairs, boasted an impressive selection. These were books to be enjoyed in the coffee lounge, not purchased or taken home. A smile tugged at my lips as I reached the romance novel section. So, Well Thumbed had these too. I wondered if they had hidden gems, perhaps something I hadn’t read or that Uncle Alex’s book club, Bound To Please, hadn’t discovered yet.

It felt just spectacular sharing this beneath my students' noses. One rose and came to me with a book. A young man with a classic novel, Dune. "Um." He stared at Mr. Douberry. "Can I check this out?" "Of course, you can," I said. "Mr. Douberry's just walking me through a problem on my computer, but the check out's still working." I squeezed down on that dick, savoring him in me. I wiggled my hips just to get some stimulation. "This is an amazing novel. Very deep and very satisfying. Really expands you and fills you up."

“Excuse me, sir? Will you be checking any of these books out?” He tilted his head at her in confusion. He had reserved no books. The robrarian expected his question and spoke once more. “Your friend with the tail thought you would need these.” She showed him the different titles. The Lust Chronicles, I Am What I Am Accept It, My Lycanthrope Lover, How Not To Be An Asshole, and more. He nodded his head in understanding. She was a cheeky person when she wanted to be. He liked that.

Interesting… Just probably not helpful. I continued deeper into the archive. My fingertips brushed lightly across worn leather spines as I walked. One shelf. Then another. The farther I wandered… The older everything seemed. The books became thicker. Their bindings cracked with age. Some titles had nearly faded away altogether. I stopped. Something… I frowned. I wasn’t sure why. My eyes drifted over the shelf in front of me. Slowly… My hand reached toward a weathered brown volume. It hovered there for a second. Then stopped. “No…” I whispered without thinking. My fingers slid to the book beside it. Again… I hesitated. My gaze settled on a faded leather spine with simple gold lettering. Recor

"Oh, Goddess! What did you say to him?" I groaned again. "Please, can we not talk about this right now?" "Okay, but you better tell me later." And that was when I prayed silently to Artemis that later would never come. I prayed that she'd just kill and burn me. --- Thanks for reading the preview of the next book in the series, Wolfborn! If you'd like to keep reading, please search for 'Wolfborn', now complete on Goodnovel. While this book does introduce some new characters, it also continues the story of Jasmine & Blake. Happy reading!

Her next words, though, had my skin tingling with excitement, and it brought a pleasant smile to her own face. “There are amazing books of all genres in here. If you’re a book lover, you can always pop one out for a read—as long as you take care of it and always return it,” Danny said with a glint in her eyes. “As night watchers of the vale, we’re allowed to take three books at a time.” She laughed softly, and my lips curled into a smile of my own, holding back my bouncing excitement. This was exceptionally thrilling—until a scent assaulted my nostrils. Citrus and sandalwood.

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!”

“They knew what they were doing. But maybe-maybe, they used potions. Would they risk the easiness of runes? If I had them all, they-they would be so easy. But potions… they are all around but so, so, hard to manufacture…” I shifted my focus to the unsteady stack of books on the table and saw one on top with a red decorative cover that was so hard to comprehend but the image of red horns, which were in a deeper color, was easy to decipher. The title said; WOUND (Wolves Understanding of Demons) I was so shocked by that last word that I whispered out, “Demons?” The Zeta froze and I cursed, hiding myself behind the bookcase again. Escaping would be impossible because he’d see me running out of t