Don't Touch The Book Novels & Stories

I had the urge to touch it, so I reached forward for it. "I wouldn't touch that if I were you," I jerked at the gruff voice and turned around. It was an old woman with grey asymmetric Bob hair and beautiful brown skin. She held a walking stick with a snake's head and red eyes. She wasn't green, blue, or decapitated like the others, she looked like a real woman. "That book might be titled 'NAMES', but it is not a good book. Those five letters stand for something, terrible things. Open that book and you won't love what you will see,"

“Because symmetrical arrangements make rich people feel judged.” I blinked once. “That might be the stupidest thing I’ve heard since arriving here.” “It’s called design.” “It’s called a cry for help.” One of the servants nearby choked on a laugh before quickly pretending to dust something. Kael shot him a look sharp enough to peel paint. Then he turned back to me. “You’re moving them too close together.” “No, I’m fixing them.” “You’re making the table look crowded.” “And you’ll make it look haunted with your “design””

my father reprimand them. Me and Mel chuckle, which makes Max clutch his heart dramatically and Li rolls her eyes. "If we cannot touch these books, then why are we here," I ask them confused. "You cannot touch them, but that doesn't mean you cannot read them. The person who touches these books will let the content display on the walls around us. But, it only last there for just 1 minute. You have to write the content as it is, even if you don't understand it. That way we can decode it after we finish writing the content of the books which I feel might help us" Lord Agamanan explains.

"If you want us to put on this act, then we need to set some ground rules for when we are alone. The first is you not invading my privacy." As I speak, I reach out and grab the book he was reading, then hide it behind my back. "The second is that you will not just touch me anytime you please." "Why?" He asks, taking me by surprise. "Are you afraid you're going to want more? I read some of that book you've been reading. You're a very naughty girl." Letting a grin spread across his face, he gets comfortable on the bed. "His hands danced across her bare skin, sending waves of pleasure through her." He begins to quote. "But just touching wasn't enough, she..."

A command. Every time she clenched her thighs or gasped too sharp, he pulled away smirking. Zoey couldn’t look around anymore. Couldn’t dare make eye contact with anyone. But the sense of exposure gnawed at her skin. The place looked too open and crowded and Zoey couldn't bear the thought of being seen. Kole leaned forward. He picked up the book again, opened to a bookmarked page, and began to read aloud just enough for her to hear.

Telling me not to continue anymore. "Don't, never say whatever you saw in that book, not to me, not to Richard, not to my brothers, not even to your son, asbosulutely no one. Except you plan to endanger your life. Mere humans who are not related or of the Ego blood are not allowed to touch that book. It's a miracle you survived. Just how many times did you touch the book." I had no idea how to respond, I couldn't even give an answer as I held my fingers out to count but could not. "A lot." I told him. Malicay was speechless. But that was it.

Only five books were not too thick. “Is this all you have here?” Her eyes narrow. “Yes, these are books you might borrow, Miss.” Her frown grew even more when she heard his explanation. She sighed, then nodded as she said, “Okay, thanks.” When she was about to touch the book, her hand stopped midair. “I won’t get hurt from touching it, right?” “No, Miss. You will be fine.” Although she had doubts, in the end she touched the cover of the book with a trembling hand, and nothing happened after she touched it. She let out a sigh of relief.

he asked me and I knew sooner or later someone would come by to ask me. I didn't want to talk back to him, but I can tell he was waiting for a response. “Yes,” I answered. I tried not to look at him, but I was also trying to not be so close to him. I ignored my books on the floor because I was scared that he would try to do something if I reached out to them. “So, you hate being touched? Is that it?” he asked as he reached a handout and I quickly moved my chair back.

that everyone has, it's just that she's too sensitive. - Um, um. The first sounds rang out, so Riffen took advantage of the opportunity. That finger continued to gently touch and then play with those two small lotus seeds. Then he used his whole hand to dive into Doris's overflowing breasts one by one. The smile on Riffen's face seemed to be extremely excited. But on the contrary, because Doris was tied up, her whole body was uncomfortable, but following Riffen's movements, she shivered all over.

Katie's POV "Ouch!!" I groaned in pain. My hand only touched what seemed to be the protective layer of the book. Like an air enclosing the book inside of it. It left a burn mark on three of my fingers. I felt someone hug me from behind and pull me away from the book. Inhaling his signature scent, my body doesn't need to turn around just to know who was it.