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Coco sighs, standing up from the ground, finally, before he dusts his clothes "Be free to do whatever you want with her. Just keep her face in one spot. That area is mine. All that's left for me to stake a claim is pee on it" I grimace "Gross" "Oh, don't worry" He grins as he says the next words "This sort of pee is actually good for people's faces. Especially girls" I'm trying to understand what he's talking about before a blushing Caramel pulls me to his room. The place is spotless, just like the last time I was in it, my eyes falling on the books on his desk. Children books that I'd read myself. I wonder why he reads them anyway, but I don't ask. As soon as he's gone into the bathroom, re

“What about me?” “What do you do when you’re not working?” I opened my mouth, then closed it again. Kieran’s eyebrows lifted. “Interesting.” “Shut up.” “You mocked me.” “I have hobbies.” “Name one,” he challenged. “I read.” “What?” “Books.” “I understood that part,” he said, grinning. I kicked him lightly under the table. He looked delighted. “Mostly thrillers,” I admitted. “Medical stuff sometimes. Occasionally terrible romance novels.” “Terrible?” he asked.

Rhode says with a cheeky grin, laughing behind me as I head straight for the first shelf and start to quickly scan nearly every single book in the 'Top 100' section. "This is so cool" I say with quiet glee as I wander through the shelves with the scEloiser gun, scanning books with interesting blurbs or titles. Rhode follows beside me with his own scEloiser gun, tapping it against a few books that I may have missed. "Didn't take you for a political biography kind of girl?" Rhode laughs as I scan more books. "I like to remain informed. Plus if you have them then people assume you've read them and think you're smart" I giggle as I reply, wandering over to Rhode and wrapping my arms around h

The spines of the books seem to whisper secrets, their titles and authors a testament to the vast expanse of human knowledge and creativity. To my left, a cozy chair, its plush cushions and soft blankets an invitation to sink in and get lost in a good book. A side table holds a steaming cup of coffee, its aroma wafting up to tease his senses. The coffee shop in the corner, with its bustling baristas and gentle chatter, adds a lively touch to the otherwise peaceful atmosphere.

I couldn't help but wonder about what secrets they concealed within these pages. Leaving the ladder behind, I made my way towards a cosy reading nook tucked in the corner of the library. With a soft thud, I placed the books on the table, and grabbed the silver one, its coolness seeping into my fingertips. I opened it gently, its pages whispering promises of untold tales.

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It is Divergent, insurgent, and Allegiant first edition series, the notebook, The fault in our stars, and Shakespeare books. "I didn't know what kind of books you like, so I just picked the ones I think you might love"a voice startled me, and I placed my hand over my chest. "You scared me, " "Sorry," there is a dark grey wardrobe just behind the door. And a matt on the floor, a white round table at the corner. "It's fine really, I think I will read them. It's been a while since I have read an addictive book, maybe I will find one in these books. Who knows"I shrug, and sit on the bed.

It's been forever since he had last had a coffee that is this plain . ********* Hey lovelies! Add my book to your library okay? It's time for some adventure .

Maybe that is the reason why I have no problem in communicating even if I don’t talk to people much. ‘This Time I Will Not Love You' This novel sounds so hurting. I think I won’t be interested in this since I have no love life or whatsoever. ‘To The World I Wish…’ ‘Reckoning Love…’ ‘Mystery Caller' ‘Untold Secrets…’ ‘Unfolding Secrets…’ JUST WHY THE HELL DOES IT SOUNDS SO SPOOKY?!?!? “Alright let’s look for other books to read...” I tried to calm myself just to not let me feel the spookiness in the titles of the books I saw. A very interesting book caught my attention. Unlike the others, it was… handwritten.

A reader? I feel drawn to the shelf like a moth to a flame. My fingers trail over the spines — classic literature, philosophy, ancient history. Lost in the titles, my eyes land on a beautiful leather-bound edition of Wuthering Heights. I rise onto my toes, straining, my fingers just brushing its edge. It wobbles and then falls from the shelf with a heavy thud that sends a cloud of dust into the air making me sneeze twice.