Dark Academia Booktok Aesthetic Mga Nobela at Kwento

I'm about to taunt him when he slams his lips on mine. …. I do make some tiktok for my characters when I have free time and I just dropped an edit of Nikolai and Adrian. Feel free to check it out. My handle is “Books_haven”. Thanks for your support!

I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding, my legs suddenly planting themselves in a spot so I couldn’t move. “Scared to put on your usual uniform? That’s odd,” Ace spoke while smoke poured out of his mouth, “I’d like to figure out why, but we haven’t got all day and there’s dicks that need exciting so get to it.” Dicks that need exciting? Those words set off something insanely primal within me and it was the perfect motivation to get me longing towards the lingerie. Something about doing exactly those words caused a sweet tingle in my core that I knew all too well.

“You know what’s funny?” “What?” “I used to think healing would feel dramatic.” She glanced around the apartment softly. “But actually…” A faint laugh escaped her. “…it feels like choosing curtain colors and arguing over bookshelf placement.” God. Adrian laughed quietly. “Which, for the record, you are losing.” “Absolutely not.” “I refuse to let you organize books by emotional vibe.” “It’s called aesthetic intelligence.” “It’s called chaos.” She shoved him lightly while laughing. And God. That sound. That lightness.

No, I don't even know who to trust, but! Meanwhile, Delmom was isolated, and she managed to find her grandfather's research notebook and when she started reading it, she got completely scared and looked at every photo she had kept there under lock and key. His whole life story was there, including who the Kaolins were and before he died he left a letter written to Delmom. That with every comma and line of this letter written and left by his grandfather he sighed because he didn't believe in his true life story. "I'm different and that's it? My dreams were real, so that's what I was going to turn into a monster, what do I have to find out beyond that?

•|•|• There she comes! See how the dark days cease? A mate for one, a savior for us all. •|•|• [Kayos Adren Prime] Tucked away behind countless rows and aisles, I work quietly, a calm silence around me. A pristine comfort, warmth I revel in. Focused, I straighten piles of books beneath the dull flicker of candlelight. Silver rings gleaming beneath the yellow glow. Alchest scampers by shifting down the endless rows of books neatly stacked in piles down the wide oak table.

Aesthetic's POV: “ I see… “ I murmured while looking at Spade's cold eyes then gulped many times to settle this uncomfortable feeling. “ I’m Aesthetic, but you can all call me Thea. “ I stated while wearing a fake smile on my face. How can I even smile if I know that I was sorrounded by these non-human creatures? They're all gorgeous but the fact that they have some hidden fangs inside their mouths make me wanna run away from here. “ We know. You were the one who stopped us to get inside Ace' office once. “ The man named King said with his fearful aura. There’s no doubt that he’s the sin of wrath, he’s so scary even when he talks. But why are they all considered as sins? I remember that ther

I've never been so captivated. Collins, keeps ranting beside me, but his words fade into the background as I'm entranced by Aura's elegance. She walks with a grace that belies her inner turmoil, her shoulders squared, and her head held high. Despite her cute height. She dusts a log and sits on it, one of the books I bought her rests in her hand. Just as I'm entranced, Ace appears, waving at her with a charming smile. He begins to stroll towards her, and a burning sensation erupts within me. Unease, hot and primal, courses through my veins like liquid fire.

I despise him so much and it is so hard to hide from this world when you know that every corner of this Academy is shouting Cayden's name. We just went to the shelves and I looked for a book to read because. I was thoroughly checking the books when I touched a book and it felt like I was suddenly electrocuted so I immediately let go. Shit, is this what they call static? I was curious, I looked at the book and I raised my hand again to touch it and this time I was not electrocuted. I took the book and looked. It is a brownish color book with moleskin. It looks old but still, it is in a good condition. I just read the title of the book.

Under one roof, they resembled a bickering old couple, exhausting the atmosphere. Getting dressed, my eyes wandered to the drawer where I hid Damon's book. Recalling his scowl when he couldn't find his diary, I felt happiness and guilt. I yearned to read the book once I figured out how to unlock the magic in his journal. Tracing my finger over the leather-bound book, I closed the drawer as a knock echoed through my room. "Coming," I called out, and to my surprise, Damon stood in black slacks and a white formal shirt, one button down, giving a view of his muscular chest. I dare not stare as his sharp jawline, well-set hair, and green eyes look captivating.

I asked, seeing the smile she had on her face. "So I was working on a project about urban legends and i decided to share them with you" I should have figured it out myself that Adele would never talk anything outside the context of her academics. She was a book freak! "So,, I would start with Anabelle" I gazed at her in a bored tone, erasing all she was saying out of my head, as I stared at her beautiful face. Without a doubt, Adele is by far one of the most beautiful girls I had laid eyes with. The way her hair dropped naturally around her face, gave her a mysterious look.