Crossing Book Novels & Stories

He cupped my breast fully, squeezed, and then pinched the nipple hard between thumb and finger It hurt sharp and sweet at the same time. I jolted under him, a small cry slipping out of my mouth. I grabbed his wrist, pulled his hand away and crossed my arms over my chest to cover myself. But it was useless. Between my thighs I was soaked, the silky shorts already drenched around the crotch, clinging wet to my folds. My clit throbbed with every heartbeat

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It didn’t take long for Keion’s Politics of History assignment to consume him. In fact, the same day he decided his research topic, he headed to the library during lunch time. He pored over the limited passages written in the books he could find and scribbled notes, intending to go by Mrs. Greens’ classroom again after school. One particular book, written by none other than Dr. Calum Daley, held more insight on the Chule Kingdom than he had hoped to find in the school library. Happily, he tucked it under his arm and kept browsing for possible additions to his book list for the week.

Aidan slowly pushes into me and I moan loudly. 'It's a good thing this room is sound proof.' Aidan chuckles down the link. We stopped talking durning sex the moment we got the link. I moan and gasp as he pounds into me. I arch my back every time he pulls out and slam into the bookshelves as he pushes back in. Our moans and panting fill the room until the sounds of books hitting the floor join us. As the first book hits the floor I cum, hard. We keep going till most of the books are on the floor.

Hello dear readers! In this book, you will see some character cross over if you have read my two previous books, however; these are all stand alones so there is no need to read the others before reading this one. If "split chapter" is written in the title, it means that there will be TWO POVs for that chapter. Also, this book will have scenes that can be triggering for readers, including: torture, allusions to rape, child abuse, kidnapping, and violence. This is your only warning before you proceed, so please be advised. There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further.

Hashmuk whisphered against his ears, licking his earlobes. "Hashmuk, I have something to do." He tried to wriggle himself free from his grip when he recalled that him and his friends had agreed to meet at the palace’s library to dig deeper into the magic books they had carried along with them. "What do you want to do? Can’t it wait?" He asked, trailing kisses down his body. He wasn’t given time to respond because the next minute Hashmuk captured his lips for an itense deep kiss. Kelvin smiled through the kiss, closed his eyes and gripped Hashmuk’s hair. With one swap, he turned him so that he would be on top and captured his lips, pulled him against him for another heated kiss.

For three years, I used my family's mob ties and my own money to pave the way for Declan's crew. He was the boy I survived the streets with as a kid. But at this month's sit-down, his newly hired secretary, Roxy, tossed my casino ledgers and club records onto the table in front of all the guys. She accused me of skimming profits and slacking off. "These underground banks, these smuggling docks," she read the numbers out loud, her voice full of fake outrage. "Every time she bribes someone, she skims thousands of dollars! She's lining her own pockets." "I say the Boss strips her of her club manager title right now to save our cash flow." I glanced at Declan, the boss of the crew. He knew

"Whatever happens, we face it together." "I know." "You're not alone." "I know." He squeezed. Held on. The Bookstore The store was small, wedged between a coffee shop and a used clothing store, a hand-painted sign swinging in the breeze. Crossroads Books. I stood across the street for a long time, watching. "He doesn't know you're coming," Adam said. "I know." "If you're not ready" "I'll never be ready." I crossed the street. Opened the door. The bell chimed. The store smelled like paper and dust and something else coffee, maybe, or the candles burning on the counter. Shelves lined every wall. Stacks of books covered the floor.

” I asked, frustrated by the sassy words. “I really don't know,” Emily said, flipping onto the next page. They even wrote more about this problem. How the crossing over worked initially, the explanation of parallel worlds, alternate universes, doppelgängers. Signs of being from another world after total memory loss, and stories. A bunch of stories of people who have suffered from this. “Author?” Nikkie asked, and Elaine flipped the book over. “MoonCub.” She replied, with a sigh. “Well, let's find MoonCub. " We have the map, don't we?” Nikkie said, snatching the book.

୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ What choice would Izzy make when her two worlds finally collided?