Ensnared Book Novels & Stories

"Don't mistake me, Luna. I don't trust you. I don't trust your judgment, your methods, or your ability to handle what you're playing with. But I trust what will happen if you keep fumbling blind through this even less. You are reckless and stubborn and dangerously naive. But reckless or not, that book chose you, and that terrifies me more than anything else." That actually shut me up for a second. I cleared my throat, deflecting like always. "Fine. But if you try to snatch it out of my hands again, I swear I'll bite." Her lips curved in the faintest, most humourless smile. "Noted." We walked the rest of the way in tense silence. My half of the book felt heavy against my chest, like it had a

Can he ignore the attraction he felt for her, feelings that resurfaced after ten years? What will Alyssa do when she is stalked by the man who has been invading her dreams since the day she met him? What will she do when she is whisked away to a deserted island by the unpredictable Nicholas Donnelly? Can she tame her heart or surrender to the sinful temptations? Read this third book of the Temptation Series to find out!

Kassady simply said Davies was a bit dissapionted, he was trying to start a conversation with her, but she just shunned him off. He knew he couldn't get his way with her because she's really hard to crack. They both became quite, while stealing glances at each other. Kassady stood up as she walked over to the book shelf. She was bored and wanted to keep herself busy. She decided to read a book, she stretched herself but she wasn't tall enough to get the book. Neither was her hands long enough to reach the top shelf, so she climbed on a small chair then she was able to reach the book.

Opening the doors of the library she met Janeka and Freya, they glanced at her. “Where did you get that book from?” Freya asked, her gaze meeting the unfamiliar book she was holding in her hands. The book had a thick black leather cover with a golden seal on its top. Earnestine tightened her grip on it when she noticed footsteps approaching. She turned and met Sabrina walking in. “The car is good as new.” She told them, but soon she noticed the awkward look on their faces, walking closer to Janeka, Sabrina glared at Earnestine urging her to speak up.

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Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

Panic set in as she stumbled to her cloak, patting it down twice with trembling hands before realizing the book was missing. Taking a deep, steadying breath, Evee composed herself and stepped out into the corridor. The noise grew louder, chaotic voices merging into an unintelligible roar. As she emerged into the open, her heart sank. A mob had gathered, their anger palpable, faces twisted with rage and betrayal. At the forefront stood Justina, gripping the book high above her head like a trophy. By their reactions, it was clear they had some idea of the book’s contents.

Attractively annoying nerd. I move away before I get further irritated by the sight and I walk to the other shelf. I can’t get that image off my mind and my mood is officially ruined as I look through the names of the books. "Oh, there." I stand on my feet and raise my hand in an attempt to grab the book on the upper shelf and as the tip of my finger touches it, a hand closes over mine and grabs the book. "A pretty girl like you shouldn’t have to struggle. "

I couldn’t drag more people into my mess. With a small flick of my wrist, the book rose again. This time, a mischievous thought crossed my mind. I guided the book until it hovered just above Brienne’s head, circling like a lazy predator. My lips curved into a small smirk. One flick of my finger, and— The door creaked open. I froze mid-air, my hand suspended. Eliana stood at the entrance, her eyes wide as they darted between me and the floating book. The spell broke; the book crashed onto Brienne’s head. She groaned and turned away, still half-asleep.

Late at night, on the bus, a hand slowly crept under my skirt as a man's warm breath brushed against my ear. As I was pressed against the glass door, I couldn't see what the man looked like. That only made my other senses more sensitive. All I could feel was his knee pressing against my thigh. "This is the first step of your addiction, Miss." … It was the height of summer. The air was suffocatingly humid, even at night, with the clammy feeling that typically comes right after rain.