Excerpts From The Book 50 Shades Of Grey นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Then louder, fractured, “You don’t get it.” Grey blinked. “Scar...” She turned away from him, gripping the cold marble sink like it was the only thing holding her upright. Her reflection stared back at her...eyes too wide, skin too pale, breath coming in short, uneven pulls. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It wasn’t the humiliation. It wasn’t Ronan reading out her darkest, filthiest thoughts like they were a fucking performance piece. It was the book. The same damn book. The one she’d been careless with.

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I paced up and down and kept staring at the huge clock on the wall. “2:23 am” and he's still not back. He told me not to worry, but how could I possibly do that? How could I do that when he's literally on a dangerous quest? I fidgeted with my fingers, sipping my tea to no avail, I waited for his arrival. “Maybe I need something to distract me.” I made my way to our room and grabbed the latest book he got me. I returned to the living room and tried my best to distract myself. “Fifty Shades of Grey is one heck of a book.” It's just weird how people term this as sexuality.

Grey growled, gripping my hips harder before returning between my legs, drawing his tongue through every sensitive spot. My legs wobbled. My body shivered. My skin became feverish. My feelings were a mess. Grey, the powerful Mafia boss, the killer, the one who owned me, was on his knees before me. The sole sight filled me with an odd blend of fear, embarrassment, and wicked excitement.

Zoe’s heart hammered so hard she could feel it in her throat as she slipped between the tall shelves of the rare books section. The corner was even darker than the rest of the library — only a single dim emergency light glowed at the far end of the aisle. Dust and old paper filled the air. The risk of being caught made her pussy throb even harder. She heard soft footsteps behind her. The man appeared at the end of the narrow aisle, his tall frame blocking the faint light. His eyes were dark with hunger as he stepped closer, towering over her petite body.

⸻ A name forgotten even before creation. ⸻ A name that made the Witness tremble. 👁️ ⸻ A name that made Nyra cry. 😢 ⸻ A name that made reality scream. 🌌 ⸻ And just before the final letter appeared… The library exploded in blinding light. 💥✨💥 ⸻ A voice echoed from somewhere beyond stories. ⸻ “You were never supposed to find my book.” ⸻ 😱😱😱 ⸻ End of Chapter 57 🖤 To Be Continued…

Her goosebumps broke out over her skin, her senses throbbing, her blood heating. How embarrassing. And, okay, how intriguing. Since the car accident that wrecked her life many months ago, she had experienced arousal only at night, in her dreams. To react like this in daylight, because of a book... strange. She didn’t allow herself to contemplate why. There wasn’t any explanation that would convince her. Rather, she focused on the pages in front of her. They were yellowed and fragile, delicate. And beaded with blood? Small dots of dried crimson soiled the edges. Gently, she caressed her fingertips along the handwritten text, her gaze catching much information.

Scarlett’s POV Every breath I took carried the tang of salt, oil, and smoke the kind that burned at the back of your throat and never left. The city lights had long since disappeared behind us, swallowed by fog. Only the hum of the car engine and Damien’s steady breathing filled the silence. We hadn’t spoken since the explosion. There hadn’t been anything to say. The vault, the files, the answers are all gone. All except the single page now folded in my pocket, its red-circled words burned into my memory.

I smiled. He walked away, leaving me standing there with a stack of books and a racing heart and a desperate need for the day to be over. I lasted exactly three hours before I texted him. Me: I can't focus. All I can think about is your cock.* Liam: Sorry baby girl. Me: This is your fault.* Liam: Come over now. I'm in the books basement , section 4B. I didn't hesitate. I left my books on the table, grabbed my bag, and walked as fast as I could without running. The basement stacks were dim and dusty.

⚠️WARNING⚠️:For matured readers only. This book contains explicit sex scenes, betrayal, age gap( 25 and 52), raw heat, dark lust, forbidden love, possessive Alpha, and dominance. This story isn't sweet. It's not gentle. It's raw, dark, built on extreme forbidden tension. If you can't handle heating, knotting, dark fantasies, drenched taboo obsession, sin that should never exist and an Alpha that will go any length to claim what's his… then drop this book now. Because baby? This story is not your usual sugar-coated, easy romance. There’s nothing pure. Nothing safe or wholesome here. Okay… Okay… I’ve warned you enough and you’re still here. Well, buckle up, because by the end of