Give Yourself Goosebumps Books Novels & Stories

I pull back with a gasp, but no one else seems to notice the golden glow that is beginning to permeate through the book. I look up at the men. “Do you see that?” I whisper as the words begin to shift, and the writing begins to change. They all shake their heads and gaze down at the book intently. Creighton looks back at me in question. “What do you see?” I shake my head as I try to form words. I’m sure I look like a gaping fish. “I…I…the book is glowing, and the words are changing into…” I have to stop because my body begins to get cold, and my vision begins to dim. The glow intensifies and spills out of the book, moving like dribbling water in my direction. I try to back away, but it’s like

His low voice rumbles against my ear. It sends my mind reeling and the hairs on my body stand at attention. My skin prickles with goosebumps. Oh dear, I really am screwed!

I returned in the same tone. Something like a mixture of fear and pride genuinely coming from far away gave me goosebumps. I felt as if a ghost hand touched my face, in a very personal and affectionate gesture. I responded to the gesture, closing my eyes and tilting my head. The touch was real, as if he were really there, in front of me. As if there were no light years separating us.

I remembered Richard and anger filled me up. I'm tired of all this. I think I should go home now. I’ll call Harley later and explain. As I was packing my stuff into my tote bag, I again felt that. This time all the hairs on my hand were standing. I became still. What the hell was this now? I waited. I looked at my hands and the goose bumps stared right back at me. I shut my eyes. The other times I always turned and saw nothing and that's why this time I didn’t want to turn.

My mouth opened in silent panic, my hands flailing, scratching at my throat, my chest, the sheets. Goosebumps flared on my skin, I could feel someone was here. Someone was killing me. There was a weight pressing against my chest, like hands I couldn’t see were holding me down, stealing every breath. My vision blurred. Stars danced at the edge of my sight. I thrashed, heart hammering, and my eyes landed on the book open on the desk. It was glowing again.

My skin prickles with heat. I look at the white ceiling, and Jace pulls my hair a bit harder. His fingers then suddenly touch my naked leg just underneath my dress. My body tingles from his touch, goosebumps racing up my legs and spine. The ceiling disappears as I lose my sight, overwhelmed by the sensation of his touch. His fingers slowly move up, brushing against the fabric of my dress. His hand, so soft, expertly discover my skin. My skin erupts with jitters. Goosebumps race down my leg and up my body. I even feel a tingle in my neck. My breath hitches again, and a twinge of lust rushes along my spine from his touch.

"Please help" Goose bumps spread all over my body. I felt a pebble of warmth in my chest and I grabbed hold of that comforting feeling. It was almost like there was a tiny burning sun where my heart was and my instincts shouted at me to grab onto that and wish again. "Help", My voice was barely audible.

' my inner mind questioned. I'm about to consider her questions but no, I won't back away. Who knows I may find the missing 30 pages or even find another book if I have luck. Letting out a loud sigh, I stepped inside the building with shaken hands. My urge to find the book may overcome my fear but I can't betray my soul. Goosebumps taken over all my body when I heard the sound of my own breath, it's like someone is here with me and I'm hearing their breath but deep down I know I'm alone.

A book catches my eye and I pull it out. Passionate love. Two couples hold each other in a seductive way on the cover. Ugh... Seriously? I grimace at the book cover and shove it back to where it belongs. I would really like to have a chat with the authorities here. I look through the titles carefully when dark waves of power touch my skin and cause goosebumps. Shivers run down my spine as the wave enwraps me. I know this wave very well. It can only belong to one person. But how is this possible? I turn around to the source of the wave and find it coming from outside the library. He is definitely nearby because the waves wouldn't have been strong if wasn't.

He nibbled at my lower lip for a while, then went down to my neck. I felt an icy sensation on my skin. I might never get used to his touch. Goosebumps covered my skin as he nibbled on my neck. I knew he was taking all restraint not to sink his teeth in there. He wanted me to be ready. The thought of him marking me always sends shivers down my spine and into my wetness. Someone is willing to accept me and is eagerly waiting for my approval.