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“Nope. Shell is a card-carrying member of the audiobook and podcast book club. I’m pretty sure that if she had to actually read something not for school, she’d probably burst into flames.” “She always has books with her.” “Zack is an avid reader. She gets him the book of whatever she’s listening to.” Neo leaned in close to her ear. “He’s recently discovered the draw of the H. E. A. And if it goes the way he’s hoping,” he lightly nipped at her earlobe. “they’ll be writing out their own pretty soon.” “What?” Jolene squealed and then moaned as his teeth grazed against her neck.

he said and smiled. I just slightly nooded at him. "There's no use of covering it. Just order something for me. I'm hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet. Also, get Colleen Hoover's 'It ends with us' book for me, please. " Many people say that the book is a sad story, so I will try it. I really like novels with a sad theme. Maybe because I've experienced sadness and pain in my life, that's why I have the same taste when it comes to books.

So comfortable. I made my way to the library and old playroom, so pleased to see all my books were still on the shelves. I grabbed one of my favourite first books in a series and curled up on the couch to read. This right here is my favourite thing to do, other than nap. There was just something about a nap that made me feel so cozy and happy.

“I do. Although, on many nights, I simply like to read with only the lamp on, and the moonlight shimmering overhead. It’s utterly enchanting and so peaceful.” She could picture him like that, reclining on the day bed, a book in hand, the moonlight filtering on him. So sexy. She shook her head to clear her mind from those tantalizing images of him. “What sort of books do you like to read?” she asked. “I read a lot of philosophy—Dostoevsky, Plato, Socrates, Kant...” “That’s…deep,” she said, still skimming over the shelves. “I also read thrillers. Dan Brown, Lee Child, and Matthew Reilly.”

I decided to take a bath, so I started to fill the bathtub with warm water and placed a coconut bath bomb in it. While I waited for the tub to fill, I went to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of white wine, which happens to be my favorite, and grabbed the book I'm currently reading. I walked to the bathroom, locked the door behind me, undressed, and jumped into the tub. I rest as I feel the warmth throughout every inch of my body and relax my muscles thanks to the warm water and the coconut scent. I begin reading my novel, which talks about a boy who is a mafia leader and falls in love with his childhood best friend. I don't know why, but I have always had sympathy for mafia books. The

“You mean besides bridges and roads?” “Yeah, girl, give me something juicy.” “Everyday stuff. He likes comedies and action movies. He’s always reading some book or another. His favorites are thrillers, but he also reads boring nonfiction—biographies and stuff like that.” I tilt my head as I recall some of our conversations. “And when he talks about those boring books, they aren’t boring. He even listened when I told him about what I was reading or about the latest trends in prom dresses or midriff tops. Not just nodding—well, because we were on the phone—but actually listening. He remembers what I say and asks questions.”

⊱♥⊱╮ღ THE CONSEQUENCES III ღ╭⊱♥≺ ★✎✎★~KOFI'S POV~★✐✐★ I don't know what to respond, and I'm hesitating right now as I feel my cheek is hot. "Yes, I haven't started to read them, but thanks to these books. I like it a lot." I smile awkwardly. Then, I glimpse Lucas's eyes roll over, and my awkwardness went away as I giggles.

I nodded and looked up the name, once got to the checkout stand, finding it rather quickly then did the whole check out process for reserved books before putting in a bag for her. "Have a nice day. Enjoy the new book" I said smiling at her, she thanked me but was still standing here. I got more nervous the longer she stayed staring at me. "Ma'am, do you need something else? We have a coffee shop that sells delicious drinks and sweets. I always grab a few before I leave" I said which wasn't a lie. I always got at least a drink and cookie at end of my shift before cuddling in for the night in my car. I looked over at the clock and saw I still had about an hour left of my shift.

"Well, sometimes I watch T.V. I like, well, love to read. So I do that a lot when I'm alone." "Like what? Romance, crime thrillers?" I shrugged. "Sometimes. I really like the classics. Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, George Elliot (who was a woman, by the way). I also like the Russians, like Tolstoy and Dostoevsky. 'War and Peace' is amazing." "You've read 'War and Peace'?" "Yeah, twice. It's excellent." I cocked my head. "How about you, what do you like to read?"

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”