Novel & Cerita French Booktok

“I’ll ring these up and bill Master McCabe.” “Oh, that’s not necessary. I can afford a couple of books myself.” Hana tried to stop Finch, following him to the register. “So…did we stop here for Hana to get her ancient book fix? And oo those look interesting. You’re sharing.” Pam asked, leaning on the counter to see what books Hana was getting. “This book itself is two hundred dollars.” Finch held up the first edition of Jannot: A French Rabbit by Mireille Marokvia. “And this one is five hundred twenty-five.” He held up the copy of The Birth, life, and Acts of King Arthur by Thomas Malory.

“The east wing rebuild. Formalizing the Varga-Decker alliance. Your mother’s financial structure. The regulatory process. Gregor finding his next step. Théo, eventually.” “That’s a lot.” “Yes.” “Good.” He looks at me. “I’ve had enough of nothing coming next,” I tell him. “I spent years surviving. A lot coming next feels correct. He smiles fully, the rare real one I keep collecting. “Yes,” he says. “It does.” My phone buzzes. A message from Théo: What is your favourite book? I show Lucien. “Answer him,” he says. I do. Forty seconds later another reply arrives: he’s read it, he prefers the second half because the first half is about fear and the second half is about deciding not to be afraid.

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I whispered. “Yes.” He leaned casually against the nearby shelf, watching me with that quiet, intent gaze that made my chest tighten. “I thought it might help her practice her French. She’s determined to improve lately.” “That she is,” I replied, my fingers grazing the smooth leather as I opened the book. The scent of ink and parchment rose faintly, familiar and comforting. As I read aloud, the French words rolled off my tongue, flowing naturally from memory. “…mais parmi toutes ses filles, la plus jeune était la plus belle et la plus douce. Tout le monde l’appelait Belle.”

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After the party last night, saying goodbye to Ella, I asked her out for lunch this time, it was my turn to ask her out, she said yes. We went to our home with a big wide smile plastered on my face, this was the best birthday ever, how did she even managed to find a little that likes reading and books. She even work in the book shop, see my love for stories did pay out, we found her, we still didn’t know how to ask her about being a little, or being our little to be exact. But we did agree on taking things slow with her, on letting her get used to us on her own terms and conditions.

By the time we get back to my place, I’m so horny I nearly rip my dress off. The next day, he takes me to an old bookstore that has been run by the same owner for over sixty years. She refuses to alphabetize anything, but when Damien asks her for a specific book, she knows exactly where it is. It’s cramped and crowded, full of volumes of rare old books and gorgeous hardback covers. Damien buys sme a copy of Pride and Prejudice in French.

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Eliza grabs her bag, and puts the things she’d hidden in her bra back in it and tucks it away under the clothes in the chest. But takes a bag of sweets and sits in bed with the book she’d found. There isn’t much else to do right now, she isn’t tired and the book’s interesting. Maybe not as interesting as the ones Morpheus had given her to read, but she isn’t about to be picky. It’s harder work to read, being in French, but at least it’s a language she knows.