Contemporary Books Novels & Stories

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Cobalt gestured her hand at the library section as she was already walking toward it. Matthew followed her. There were three shelves that had two sides and were filled with books regarding various topics, or at least one shelf was. That shelf had books regarding magic, medicine, religion, biology, chemistry, and other medical topics. While the other two shelves were filled with novels, comics, and such. “Do you read entertainment books? I’ve heard that people from your realm like them very much.” “I used to, but I haven’t ever since the incident a year ago. There were so many of them that it’s hard to find a new and fresh plot.” Matthew answered while looking at the titles on books’ spine. T

" And your diary? Are you still writing? - Loretta wanted to know, after a while. " More than ever! It's definitely the therapy I've found. But I'm changing it up with reading some books… I've borrowed two from him. "His… Max Anthon? " Himself. " Wow, must be that very erudite literature. - Loretta wrinkles her nose. " That's where you're wrong! They are contemporary. Very current, I would say. Want to borrow one to distract your mind for those hours?

A book was a mystery story, a fiction science, a novel, a thriller. It was placed on the shelf of a certain section and the cover told him if the book was going to be a cozy mystery or a more complex one, if it was going to be a romance historical or contemporary. When you chose a book, you already knew what you were getting. Right? Heads started nodding even before he asked the question. “Nowadays things are more confusing because there's more variety. We still have books of the most classic genres, but there are those that don't fit anywhere. Matters

Cole’s apartment was on the top floor of a converted warehouse building downtown. The elevator ride up was silent, tense with crackling desire. Emily’s legs still trembled from the brutal fucking in the alley, but her core throbbed with anticipation for more. He unlocked the door and ushered her inside with a firm hand on her lower back. The place was masculine and dark – exposed brick walls, black leather couch, metal shelves lined with books and empty whiskey bottles. The air smelled like him – musky, spicy, and faintly smoky.

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

And that's enough to make me learn now. What I'm facing is far from romance and more painful. I snorted, looking at the psychology book. I put it back in the row and went back to looking for something interesting. Maybe contemporary novels, but I doubted that Sebastian had those here since most of what I saw were business, psychology, and a few history books. That's boring. I pulled out the back of a black-coloured book with no title. It didn't seem to be fiction or nonfiction—it was like a document book. Curious, I opened it, and there wasn't any title. It just had numbers 12-30. I didn't understand.

But then, why were all her belongings still here? She stepped toward the shelves and ran an index finger horizontally across the spine of each book, noting the authors. Stephen King. Paul Tremblay. Lauren Beukes. All horror, violence, and morbid. Certainly not what Jade preferred to read. The magazines held a different texture, they were smooth but thinner, and her fingertip snagged every crevice. She plucked a random one out and examined the cover. Vogue. Flipping through the magazine, she noted several of the corners were folded as a bookmark. She glanced over the articles on those pages: Interviews with influential people, food and drink reviews, and beauty products.

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