Endless Reader App Novels & Stories

The coworker answered vaguely, "Someone who was trapped by love... "Just throw it away. It's bad luck." The young nurse nodded, still slightly confused. Then she casually tossed the letter into the trash. A breeze drifted in from somewhere unknown and lifted the paper. On it was only a single sentence. [Liam, Ava, if there's another life, can it be my turn to love you?]

Lovely Readers! Hopefully you all are doing fine. I wanted to inform everyone that there is an update on the app. The update allows readers to give gems to the book. If you can't see the new features, update your app and you will be able to see them. Now, I don't know if you all know that my book is participating in an ongoing contest and each view, each review and each gem that you readers contribute will push up the rank of the book.

Just present. Just endless.

Read at your own risk. ****

I would appreciate if you would join me because I will keep my books completely free until the last chapter is uploaded on a free reading platfÎrm. Love, E.P.

no problem can stand in our way. ……… The End Thank you so much for reading the book. Love to all my readers. Alaheeza…..

[The end] "Infinite thanks to all the loyal readers who have taken the time to explore the world I created in this novel. Every word you read is a significant support for me. I hope this story has taken you on an unforgettable adventure and enriched your soul. Thank you for your support, criticism, and appreciation. Hopefully, we can meet again during our next adventure."

"We’re going to write Chapter 121, and we’re going to make it so messy the Ink-Man chokes on it." ​Beyond the viewport, the blackness of the void began to bleed. The "Ink" was coming, a tidal wave of narrative finality designed to end the book here. ​Kael looked at the "Reader's Eye"—at You. ​"Don't close the app," Kael whispered. "We’re just getting to the good part."

Darlene cleaned up and stacked the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher and then sat down at her kitchen laptop and opened the Literotica website. She pulled up one of the stories she had left open for James to find and then skimmed through it, stopping and re-reading a few especially hot parts. When she got to the end of the story her pussy was wet, not only from what she had just read but in anticipation of what she was about to do. Below the end of the story she clicked on the highlighted text, "SEND PRIVATE FEEDBACK," and a new page opened to send an email directly to the author. She began typing:

Giving her aunt a nod as she walked past her. Layla could finally focus on what she came to the library for, although at the back of her mind she wished Nelle could stay longer. She sat down at one of the tables and scanned the books cover. It was covered in worn midnight-blue leather and had no title, though, it was covered in intricate golden designs that glimmered under the light. * buzz – buzz * “Just when I was about to start reading it, great.” Scoffed Layla as she grew weary.