Emojis Books Novels & Stories

Shola sent, this time with teary-eyed emojis. She was in front of her computer preparing a file for the company she worked for. It was a bit stressful with all the paperwork, so she wanted to chat with her favorite painkiller, just to relax. "Tell you what, I finished the book you recommended last time. It was a bit sad at the end, but I loved the heroine's story. I think I'll put myself in her shoes for the next few days. From now on, call me Captain Black, the professional avenger." "Ha ha ha... I do have a better book for you that will fit your role as a witch."

Damn, Freckles. The first book I pulled out was called “Images You Should Not Masturbate To”. I snorted, flipping through a couple of pages and shaking my head. That sarcastic streak of hers ran deep. I grabbed another, the title catching my eye: “How to Traumatize Your Children: 7 Proven Methods to Help You Screw Up Your Kids Deliberately and with Skill.” I let out a short laugh, one that came from somewhere I’d almost forgotten existed. Then there were the others—Fancy Coffins to Make Yourself, Do-It-Yourself Coffins for Pets and People, and, for good measure, How to Raise Your IQ by Eating Gifted Children. I shook my head, glancing back at her still sleeping form.

"I actually made an I*******m and F******k account where I help advertise your works, they are amazing and anyone looking for a good read deserves to read your books. The characters are so well developed and the plots are insane." The way she speaks about my books is something else, I can see it in her eyes, how they light up and holy goodness. Did she just say she created accounts just to promote my books for me. And for free? Geez. Never in a million years did I ever think that there was someone out there who was doing so much to help my books get out there. "Uhm, thanks. For... being such a huge fan." I say awkwardly. This is the first time Ember and I are talking without wanting to murde

They wandered through the aisles, running their fingers along spines that held countless worlds within their pages. Emily's eyes sparkled with excitement as she plucked a weathered book from the shelf. "Liam, look at this," she exclaimed, her voice filled with wonder. "It's a collection of love letters from different eras. Each page holds the raw emotions of someone's heart."

I nodded encouragement, curious myself about what Alex had chosen. She took the bag cautiously, as if it might contain something dangerous. Peering inside, her eyes widened. "Wow." "What is it, Em?" I asked, moving closer. She pulled out three books – beautifully illustrated hardcovers about space exploration, female scientists, and a novel featuring a young girl inventor. They were exactly the kind of books she loved, just like her had gotten her yesterday. "These are... really cool," she admitted reluctantly, examining the covers. "I wanted to read this one, but the library doesn't have it yet."

Add to library to gain update as this book will be updated daily, at least one chapter. Thanks for choosing Eat Me out of thousands of book in the application, I'm so glad. And I also appreciate your kindest support towards this book. See you again in a short while and happy days ahead. Love, Ibiso

She came hard, trembling against the bookshelves, her moans swallowed by my lips while I kept fingering her through every wave, drawing it out until she was a shaky, dripping mess. I pulled my fingers out slowly, brought them to my lips, and licked them clean while she watched with wide, dazed eyes. “See?” I whispere d, smiling. “I told you I’d handle it.”

I enjoy reading books as I listen to soothing music. My favorite book is your face. My favorite page is in your eyes. My favorite chapter is in your emotions. My ultimate pleasure in your smile as I listen to the music of your laughter. Forever my favorite book. It's called Dove. ~Humeyra HAMDAN'S P.O.V

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A black car pulled up in front of the house, and he got inside. Ember looked at the books that Ivan had sent her. A bodyguard brought those books to her, and a smile appeared on her face as she gazed at her favorite subjects' books. She took little steps toward their bedroom, feeling discomfort due to the pain between her legs. Entering the bedroom, Ember placed the books on the bed and started checking them. As she flipped through the pages of one book, she discovered a note inside it. Reading the note, her emotions were a mix of surprise and a strange feeling in her stomach. It was a message from Ivan, referring to himself as her handsome, monster, and idiot husband. Although she didn't sm