Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Reading The Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

This reality stole a part of his heart. As he approached, he noticed that she had a thick book on her lap. She was so engrossed in reading that she didn't even notice him. If she did, she would ignore him like always. Finally courageously taking the seat next to her, Jaime sat down, watching her quietly read each page. Never before had he seen Vivian read so passionately as now. This was a strange sight for him, it would take him some time to get used to it. He never knew she was a reader, he never saw any books in her apartment. Reading books makes her look gentle and innocent, he likes this.

Still, Rooming Reeve was the right decision, and she hoped to have an opportunity to make that announcement soon as well. The scent of binding glue and paper filled her lungs as Kit walked through row after row filled with books of all ages, sizes, shapes, and textures. She let her fingertips graze their leather covers, let her senses explore the worlds that lived beyond those covers. If only she had more time to sit and read, as she had often done when she was younger. Any of the Representatives who mentioned a love of books would certainly win points with her, though so far only Jate had come right out and said he enjoyed reading. She supposed many of the others were too busy engaging in a

She was slowly becoming agitated as Harry kept on staring at her and waiting for a reply. "That was a long time ago, Harry, how would you expect me to remember?" Harry raised an eyebrow, staring at her suspiciously. If there was one thing he was certain about, his little girl would never ever forget her favorite book. She talked about it a lot and it seems she read the book more than fifty times. Harry remembewred the fact that she used to explain the book to him, hook line and synched. "Well, it's Throne of glass..." He replied, still looking her up suspiciously.

"Og course, the best supernatural series to ever grace the earth. You like it?" "Like? I love it, I live for it! After finishing up the series, I read up the trilogy," I beamed. Alex's eyes went as wide as saucers. "You're lying! You read the books?" I nodded. "How could I not? The series removed a lot of important plot that was in the book, so I had to read it." Alex looked dumbfounded as his mouth hung open. "You're the first person I've seen that is actively interested in blood strive."

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

The kind of panic that made me want to set fire to the world, only to sift through the ashes for what was lost. Perched on a sofa clearly not meant for someone my size, I fanned through one of the thousands of books the male, Dain, had sent to the suite. Half of these tomes read like textbooks, while the others were packed with fiction and myth. There was no way of sorting between what might be real, and what might’ve been the illusive dreams of some ancient, long deceased scholar. I’d been seconds away from voicing as much when I heard a breathy little whimper, not unlike the one’s my mate had mate last night, sound from across the room.

The sight of new releases from my favorite authors made my heart race. One, two, five, eight books piled in my arms until they reached my jaw and I couldn't hold another without dropping them. "'I'm fucking you because I can't stand not fucking you another second. Haven't you figured it out yet? I'm yours.'" My eyebrows shot up as I turned to find Lucien holding an open book, reading aloud. "These are the kind of books you read?" He grabbed another and flipped the pages. "'She loved the darkness in his eyes, the pleasure he gave her, the way he stopped to watch when she whimpered and wriggled.' Fascinating."

A familiar book for the ride back. Jeffrey leaned closer. “What are you reading?” I didn’t look up. “Philip’s Room by Raven Black.” He looked stunned. “No fucking way! For real?”

Dawn remarked when she wandered into the room one day after class to see the first Harry Potter book in the brunette’s hands. “Hadn’t had time to finish it”, Lena said. She set her book aside and picked up Goblet of Fire “I’ve marked the page you were on”, she told Dawn as she held it out to her. The teen smiled, took the book from Lena and relaxed onto her bed to start reading. Lena picked up where she left off in the novel. ~0~

Three More Hours Later. Done, I told myself. I think that is enough for today's reading. I finished two books today in five hours. “Fear You” Book 2. I started Book 3 “Fear Us” Broken Love Series. I got two more to read again. I am so excited to read them over again. I thought with a cocky grin. But what I didn’t know is. How do they know they were my favorite books? What a strange one. They must have stalked me or asked someone that knows me well.