Ensnared Book Novels & Stories

Mili was too inquisitive to read that novel just by the cover of it. Her intriguing eyes froze her at that very spot, before the tall racks of books, for an unknown amount of time. She quietly turned the pages of that book, and the abstract paintings throughout the book made her pulse beat faster. Never in her life has Mili gone through an erotica. But she now had one in her curious hands. The contents on the very first page were enough to make her feel something jittery; curiously, Mili turned to the next page. She was so damn invested in the book that she could not feel it when Daniel stood behind her, towering over her frame and observing her reading those naughty lines.

For the first time, doubt crossed Lucian’s face. Soren shifted awkwardly. Ewen didn’t move, but his expression grew serious. “If that’s true,” Ewen finally said, his voice low, “then we have a bigger problem than we thought.” Lucian was quiet for a moment. I could almost see him processing everything. When he spoke again, his voice was measured. “You said you felt something pulling you here.” His eyes searched mine. “What if it wasn’t the book?” A chill ran through me. I looked at the pedestal where the black book lay, its cover untouched. The title- The Truth You Refuse to See- mocked me.

“Sorry, but I’m coming in.'' Nolan entered Venessa’s room in haste. He holds a book that seems to be on its deathbed since the pages are slipping out from the book and every one of them looks ancient. A weird smell is spreading from that book that makes others puke. How old that book can be! Venessa nods her head and says, “What’s that in your hand?”She is holding her nose to prevent herself from smelling the odour. “This is the answer to everything that has happened so far. I had a doubt, but didn’t realise I could pin on it easily.”Nolan hands the book to Venessa who first rejects to take it because of the smell but then carefully receives it. Some pages slipped while they were exchanging.

SELENA Learn from me. Or destroy everything. I clutched the old book to my chest like it was the last lifeline left in a crumbling world. Its leather cover was cracked and worn, the edges stained with the dust of forgotten truths. My fingers trembled around it, but I couldn’t let go not when everything I’d believed in had just shattered before my eyes. The silence in the library was no longer comforting. It thickened around me like fog, heavy with unseen eyes. Watching. Waiting.

Oragon whispered protective runes, turning the vault into a maze of magical deterrents. I focused on the book, letting it hum softly, sending pulses of light that could defend and distract. And then the trap sprung. A series of illusions flickered into existence...copies of us, perfectly mimicking our movements, meant to confuse and divide. “Selene, don’t follow them!” Fenrir shouted, tearing through a shadow clone. But instinct pulled me. I swung the book toward a figure, and it dissolved, but another appeared immediately, faster, sharper, with a dagger that cut into my shoulder. Pain flared hot, and I stumbled.

Henni said, “Look, you explained it to me last night. I think I read the in-between the lines on how they work. Though god knows I don’t understand it, I do see it. I think as long as you don’t hide anything from the light, our friendship won’t suffer. I just won’t be willingly spending any time with them. I really don’t like them.” “Neither will I.” he laughed at the statement. “Actually, I don’t foresee spending much time with them now that I know I am the next in their sights to snare. It would only get worse if I was there in front of them. I might like a little pain every now and then but not willing to deal with their claws.” “Like you are a prized animal.” She said with a smile. “I c

I closed my book and leaned back, staring up at the ceiling. “What is wrong with me…” I whispered. Because this wasn’t just attraction. It was worse. It was a curiosity. It was tense. It was something pulling me toward a man I had no right to even look at. And the most dangerous part? I had a feeling… He knew exactly what he was doing.

He must be filthy rich if he owns that car. Shaking her head, she cautiously checked her locker, and luckily, there was nothing inside it. Innessa grabbed her books and headed to her first class. She took her seat, and the rest of the day was rather uneventful, thankfully. She was placing her books in the locker after her last class when a hand banged on the locker right beside her head, making a loud rattling sound, causing her to jump in fright. Her head snapped to the person, and she stiffened when her eyes met with Henry's brown eyes.

Flibanserin, in layman's terms, is an aphrodisiac. What the hell had happened? Brandon had been the one to bring that package up. And I remembered his exact line. "Probably the Prime Day backlog. A lot of packages came through the hub beat to hell. Just the outer bag, though. The inner box is fine." Him. Of course it was him. I went down onto the rug. How had everything lined up that perfectly? The outer packaging destroyed. My body on fire for no reason I could explain. The toy that would not turn off. Him, back at the door within the hour.

KAYZER'S POV The scent of sweet, thick incense hung heavy in the warm air of the room. I opened my eyes slowly, feeling a deep wave of exhaustion washing over my body. I was lying flat on the soft mattress, staring up at the shadows on the ceiling, completely unsure of how much time had passed. Beside me, Anita moved in her sleep. Her head rested close to my shoulder, her body pressing against my side as her bare chest brushed repeatedly against my skin with every quiet breath she took.