Novel & Cerita Don't Touch The Book

Lily looked at it in awe and followed the queen behind, as they went inside, the wall closed again leaving no trace. The queen gestured her towards a table which was glittering in gold, there was an open book stand that was seated empty. Lily looked at it and unknowingly touched it, the moment she touched it the open book stand glowed, and it also gave an electrifying feeling, causing goosebumps all over her body.

I would have bled for a chance to read them. I’d never met a single person who even recognized her name. But there it was, sitting on his shelf. I glanced from the book to my hands, then back again. My brain screamed at me to leave, and walk away. But I couldn’t. I just wanted to touch it just once. Just for a second. What’s the harm? I stepped closer, stretching onto the tips of my toes, my fingers barely grazing the book. Almost there. “Just a little—”

Apparently hitting the popular girl with logic was the wrong thing to do. “Alright.” I mutter slowly, reaching below the counter. I grab the rag I use for dusting and start wiping over each book. I know it's not what she asked for but there is no way she’s going to get me to lick these books. I love a good hardback but not enough to go to second base with one. Silence falls between us; each of the girls keeps her eyes on me as I slowly move from one book to the other, when I get to the fourth book, the bell above the door tinkles once more.

His gaze fell on the book just as Luna stepped closer and picked it up. Luna slowly reached for the book, then read it. “Human story began with cardio.” Luna read the title of the book in a low voice. “Hm?” Luna furrowed her brow, this was the first time she had seen a book like this. "Come in, Nick. Make her feel comfortable, don't be too stiff with her." Donna warned him. “Tonight I'll guarantee you will have all sorts of fun, son.” Donna gently rubbed Nick's shoulder, then gently pushed his son so he would quickly enter his room.

Emma flips through the book, finds the page she wants, then leans towards me and puts the book in front of my face. Before I can even look at the illustration my skin prickles at Emma's touch. Her shoulder is pressed against mine and her arm is hovering over my stomach. Her clean scent fills my nostrils and a strand of her hair floats to tickle my neck and cheek. I brush the strand away, making Emma chuckle nervously. "Sorry," she says, tucking the hair behind her ear. She leans back, but our shoulders still touch. "So, do you still want to hear the story? Or are you too old for the pictures?"

It seems to be another language entirely. As I was about to place the book back on the desk, a strange sensation rippled through my body. It was as if an invisible force was tugging at me, urging me not to let go of the book. I tried to shake it off, but the feeling only intensified. It was like a whisper in my ear, telling me to keep the book close and not to let it out of my sight.

Uncle Al tapped on a seemingly ordinary leather book about cooking and grinned, “is our ticket. Place your hand on the book.” I copied his motion and kept an eye out for the little girl who seemed intrigued by what we were doing. “Uncle Al, there is someone watching us.” He followed my gaze to the little girl then replied with a heartless shrug, “Don’t worry. She will not remember any of this tomorrow.” Before I could ask him why, I felt the book tremble under my palm. “What the hell?” “You might feel a bit queasy from this. Just relax, Phoebe.”

This was slimy and as transparent as water, even the smell was neutral and natural. I tried to keep the book but I couldn't, and so, I went through the whole content and that was when I started feeling the urge to touch myself more. which I did, but I instinctively flung the book under my sheets when I heard a knock on my door, pulling my hands out of my panties frantically as the voice of my Dad who never failed to come check on me every night before bed, came just as usual that night, my heart thudded hard and my face was all flushed. and after making sure that I was completely unbothered, he gave me a kiss on my forehead just like every night, before he exited the room, and that was when

Walking to the pool that was just beside the house , I pulled off my nighties and leaving my pants and bra , I got into the water slowly . I didn’t want to make any sound as I didn’t want to get his attention . I dipped my head into the water and stayed there for a while before bringing my head out . I slowly pulled my hair down as I swam to the shore of the pool . I stayed in that position for a while and at the same time read the book that was with me . I didn’t know how much time had passed but I was exhausted . Dragging my tired body into the mansion , the only thing that could notice was the faint light coming from the kitchen .

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