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“And don’t even get me started on Nicholas Sparks books and Nora Roberts. What do they know about love? I’ll tell you – nothing, nada. Delusional little people. Ugh. Do you want to know about love? I’ll tell you – it sucks! S-U-C-K-S. It is stupid and you should never love again. No one should ever love again.” Evan whispered to Zivah in a low tone. “Do we have to stay here?” Zivah nodded. “Yes, at least now she’s talking to us. Yesterday she was talking to the Ice cream tub, complaining about how those love quotes are all lies and the whole world is filled with hate.” She paused, pointing at the two empty Ice cream tubs. “She ate it all. In one sitting. That’s DEFCON 2.” “What’s DEFCON 1?”

***** That evening, after the bookstore closed, Evan walked with Alex toward the river. The sky had deepened into twilight, and the town lamps glowed warmly along the streets. Alex glanced sideways at him. “You’ve been unusually quiet today,” he said. Evan rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m planning something.” Alex raised an eyebrow. “That sounds suspicious.” “It’s for Clara,” Evan clarified. Alex stopped walking. “What kind of something?” Evan hesitated for a moment before answering. “A surprise vacation.” Alex blinked. “A vacation?” “Yeah.” Evan leaned against the railing of the wooden bridge.

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

It was not until 3 in the evening she actually broke free from him. "Ahhh!" Yawning she was not surprised to see Tali sitting nearby in a chair. The woman was reading a book. Something she loved to do. She making up for lost time still. Especially with Melinda having given her a tool for her to talk with her son. "Morning Tali, did you sleep well?" "I did. Do you need any assistance?" Cassandra closed the book and gave Melinda her full attention.

he asked, still seeming bored and uninterested, but still he waited for her response. Anna swallowed hard, trying to focus on Evan’s question. His touch was distracting, but she wanted to answer him properly. “Um, not exactly,” she began, her voice soft. “I just...I really like plants. And learning about nature.” She paused, feeling a little self-conscious. “It’s kind of my escape from everything else.” Evan’s thumb continued its gentle motion on her thigh, and Anna found herself relaxing into his touch. She looked at him, wondering if he would laugh at her or think she was weird. “I know it sounds dorky, but there’s something peaceful about being surrounded by greenery and fresh air,” she a

Eve said with a long sigh then she stood up, making Evelyn raise her head to look up at her. “I'll get going now. It's already nearing five in the morning. Time passes by. I'm going to visit you again after a month. Also, I read about that book—it was psychotic to the point that I'm going to be stressed just by reading the novel from chapter one to chapter five hundred. Damn.” Eve complained while pouting, making Evelyn's eyes widen as she looked at her. “What's the ending? No, the plot?” Evelyn asked but Eve cheekily smirked at her.

Evan’s lips curled up in a gentle smile, he shook his head then went ahead to sit next to him, he stretched out his hand to take the book from Nathan’s hand, then threw it on the bed side table before turning around to focus on him. As Nathan watched him do all this, he couldn't help but gulp nervously, although this Evabs was so seductive that it drove him crazy, but…Somehow, he feels uneasy, but he didn't say a word and continued to observe what the young man was doing. Evans sat with his legs curled up on the bed, he raised his hand to Nathan’s face then touched it gently. He slowly trace the man’s gorgeous face like he was trying to feel every inch of God’s wonderful creature. His lips p

But I was more terrified. Another notification from Evan. “So 7 it is. Bring your fag bag of toys. You want me to wear those work boots you liked so much?” I didn’t respond. “I’ll take that as a yes.” It’s now 1pm. I’m unsure of what I’m going to do. I can’t risk the blackmail. Evan doesn’t really seem that bad. He says he’s looking for someone safe and consistent. He’s clean and just tested. Maybe he just knows how to push my buttons and it’s all part of the game? He’ll be nicer in person. Everyone is an asshole online. Besides, I’ve been looking for a good Alpha for a long time. He seems like a genuinely good guy, other than the implied blackmail. He said he was into cuddling and kissing.

"I'm in the mid-dle of a book called Christine right now. I circle different authors, and when I find ones I like, I go through the backlist, but not all at once, and I'm back on Stephen King for now. After that one, I'll read Carrie and The Shining, then find something else to read." "Really?" Evan said, glancing at me, a wide grin on his face. Before I could ask why he was so happy, he told me. "I love Stephen King books. There are some newer ones out, but some of my favorites are some of the older ones. How did you get into it? It's all horror stuff. Most people get squeamish." I shrugged. I got squeamish about bugs and snakes, but what's there to be scared of from a book?

I stare at him. Sophie makes a sound behind me. "Daddy said he sent a book," Evan says helpfully. Of course he did. Of course Derek told his three year old he sent the book. "Better than the book," I say. Evan grins, wide and uncomplicated, and it is Derek's grin but also not Derek's grin at all... something entirely new, and I stand back up with the clay Arlo in my hands and feel something move through my chest that I was not prepared for.