Crossbody Pocketbook Novels & Stories

Lizzy mumbled cute obscenities as she scratched around in her bag for her phone. The phone stopped ringing as she produced it from the satchel from hell, which had to contain the The Da Vinci Code, Johnny thought as he stared at what had tumbled out. Lizzy repacked a mix of tampons, lipsticks, nail polish, carabiners, lollipops, teabags, fuzzy dice and a lucky troll keychain. “Ethan will be mad if I don’t answer,” she said as she shoved a pair of pantyhose into a front pocket.

After a moment, Nathan chuckled, and he said, “I almost forgot that it’s your Birthday! I have a present for you. It’s in my pocket. You can get it if you’d like.” “A present?” Crystal exclaimed happily. “For me?” After everything that had happened at the bar, she’d pretty much forgotten that it was her Birthday. “Go ahead!” Nathan laughed and said, “Take a look!” Crystal reached one hand into each pocket and frowned when she didn’t immediately find anything. His pockets were large, though, so she went deeper and moved her fingers all about. Through the fabric, she could feel Nathan’s strong abdominal muscles, but the pockets seemed empty. Then, just as she was about to give up, something se

She slid open the glass door and went into the clothes and accessories room facing different sections of the room with Bran’s wears, Sophia’s wears, another section for Bran’s shoes and Sophia’s shoes, and another section for Sophia’s handbags. Then a glass drawer-like compartment filled with Bran’s wristwatches, rings and neckties, then another section in the compartment was filled with Sophia’s jewelries, wristwatches and silk scarves. She carefully skimmed through the section for the clothes as she hoped to find something and at that moment, she found a brown leather laptop bag. Henna pulled it out and placed it on the compartment for jewelries as a platform to open the bag up and then sh

That only a handful of people could ever afford this growing pile of presents. She still had one gift to unwrap. It easily came in the smallest box of the lot but it still required two hands to open. Elena almost gasped when she saw what was inside. Inside was a medical go-bag. It was clearly custom made. It was a similar style to the one Elena always carried with her, but this one was made out of a more durable fabric. It also had more dividers, perfectly measured out to carry her smaller tools that usually slipped to the bottom of her bag. There was even a zippered section that could hold her personal items like her phones—so that they wouldn't get lost but also wouldn't get in the way whe

The room was already half-empty, the shelves skeletal and dusty, smelling of old paper and the stinky, metallic tang of his sweat. In the center of the room sat a black leather duffel bag I had never seen before. It looked out of place against the refined mahogany. Jordan unzipped it slowly, the sound of the teeth catching like a serrated blade in the silence. My breath hitched as I saw what was inside. It wasn't books or documents. It was a collection of dark, heavy leather—cuffs lined with sheepskin, a series of silk ropes, a faceted glass plug that caught the morning light, and a long, supple leather crop.

He then stored the mokeskin pouch in an inside pocket of his robes. ------------- a/n: sorry for dropping this set new I was choked up with many things please my followers please bear with me.

if so maybe they will come here late. Putting his hand on his pocket, he picks up a box that is smaller than his smartphone. It is also thin which is why it is not hard for him to put it in his pocket. "I never thought I will have a chance to use this..."

Ruby Still in deep thought about my visions, I locate my locker and attempt to open it. There’s no combination lock. I rifle through my bookbag to see if maybe Alice slipped a key in there for me, but there’s nothing except a notebook, a pencil case, and a pouch of toiletries. Inside the pouch is only a hair comb, a makeup compact, and… diet pills. I roll my eyes and zip the pouch back up again, planning to dump the pills down the toilet the next time I go to the bathroom.

The air inside smelled of leather, metal, and something faintly metallic. Her stomach twisted as she approached the heavy oak desk. The top drawer was locked, but the one beneath it opened. Inside lay a sleek black handgun with two spare magazines and a combat knife. She stared at them, pulse roaring in her ears. These weren’t for show. This was preparation for violence. She closed the drawer quickly and turned to the bookshelf. A worn leather album was tucked behind some files. With shaking hands, she opened it.

He nods and leans to the side, pulling something out of the large hidden pocket he had down his leg. “I assume you know how to use a book and inkhold?” Tearing out the front pages he hands me a small hardcover book, bound with leather and rope, as well as what reminded me of a pen but I had to assume it was a modified bird feather, similar to how people used quills, just without the ink in a pot or the fluffy touch. Funnily enough, I don’t hesitate to take it and start writing notes about some of the things I have heard about today.