Bottom Feeder Books Novels & Stories

“This is tasteless. Just tasteless.” I held the lurid paperback up like it was evidence in a crime. “It’s called Underwater Sex.” Only Alonzo would send me something like this. Only Alonzo would think dumping nearly a thousand books on my doorstep—delivered in crates so heavy the movers cursed—was some grand gesture. I hadn’t even wanted to accept them. But returning that many boxes would’ve cost a small fortune. So, instead, my friends and I had spent the afternoon in my spare bedroom, trying to sort through the chaos.

I said to him and then turned to Melissa to add, “Mel, please… Let me talk to him” I turned to Dan and then added, “Can I please get that book?” “Yeah, you need to come downstairs in the basement…” Dan replied. “Why?” Aria asked him immediately. “Because that book is downstairs. We keep such books there…” He replied to her. “Such books?” I asked him. “Yeah, historical and very old books” He said and I nodded. “Okay, I’ll come with you…” I said to him. “Yeah, we’ll come too” Melissa said and Dan immediately turned around.

This time, Desiree made sure to keep her eyes on the back of his head and not any lower. Elijah stopped in front of an office that had Desiree's name on the nameplate. "This is my office, and that one is yours." He pointed at the average-sized room built right next to him. "You will find my schedule and my last secretary's planner in your desk drawers. I want you to have a look at them." "Okay," she said. It wasn't that much work. This meant he wasn't one of those people who gave a lot of work to their workers just to assert their dominance. All she had to do was endure his harsh words, and she was good to go.

So I wandered. The penthouse was vast, like a maze of rooms all too clean, too empty, as though no one truly lived there. The guest bedrooms looked like hotel suites. There was even a gym with equipment that was so polished that it looked unused. Then a library lined with books, all about wealth, dominance and control. As I kept wandering I came across a door. Adoor left slightly ajar. And it was his office. The air changed when I stepped inside. It was smaller than his company office, but it breathed him more. Dark wood shelves lined the walls, stacked with books. Notebooks and files lay arranged in neat piles, perfectly squared at the edges. The faint scent of leather and ink lingered, sha

The light grey carpet muffled the footsteps, providing the readers with a quiet environment. The Library's bottom floor is populated with school/college/work reading materials. Any factual information required for the pack members' diverse researches can be found there. That's where we sat earlier, by the werewolf encyclopedias. You can find fiction, science-fiction, romance, supernatural and miscellaneous themed books in the upper level. Since it's more of an entertaining floor, it has sofas and reading nooks all around instead of having your regular table chairs set.

The center of each floor contained tall shelves filled with the newer, more popular and useful books. The third and fourth floors were as different from those below as night was from day. These were called the “stacks” and contained tens of thousands of old books that were rarely, if ever used. Leesa had never had any reason to venture up into the stacks, but apparently Cali had, because she led Leesa through an old wooden door into a dimly lit stairway at the far end of the first floor and guided her up to the fourth floor.

The once innocent lad is now at the ripe age of ten years old and for five years, learning and living under the headmaster’s world. Within the smallest of rooms and on the bottom floor rest a space that has been lived in for nearly five years. There are two cots on opposite ends of the squared-off chamber and on each end right by the beds are a pair of twin desks. These davenports have been through endless generations of usages it seems. The top of the wooden surface has tally marks and names carved inside the framework. By the looks of it, a knife did most of the work. Its legs are thick and provide a foundation for the four legs to hold up the endless weight of others' subsequent life duri

We came back to the living room and kitchen where he twirled in the space. “Now! Jordy!” Basil snapped his fingers. “The books!” His assistant came forward, pulling out four different books, thick enormous books and basically slammed them down on the kitchen counter. Walking over, I peered at them. Basil came up behind me. “There is a book for bedrooms, kitchen and bathrooms, living room and lounge, and outdoor spaces. Look and show me what jumps out at you.” I nodded. Sitting down, I opened up the bedroom book first. Flipping through the pages, I stopped about the fifteen pages in.

Tears of joy started to well in her eyes again. “Our room is just there.” He nodded to the door to the right of the room. Of course she started walking towards it and found that one of her steps sunk in just a little more than the rest of the flooring. “Hmm.” She took her weight off and placed it down again kind of bouncing her weight. “What?” Robert crossed the room to her observing the ground. “The floor seems off here. No big deal it’s probably just the house settling. I will worry about it in the morning.” She assured him.

Kelsa realized that the doctor's plan was feasible but extremely difficult to execute. How were they going to hide two life babies from two scary bodybuild guards without them making a sound? Actually, this basement did not have a window. It was specifically designed with only one way to exit. The door. What could they do? "Yes! I know what to do!" Doctor Brown said excitedly as he thought of a plan immediately. He used gauze to cover the mouth of the little ones and used plaster to shut them up. After that, he hid them behind the door in an orderly manner.