Good, Clean Ya Books Novels & Stories

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" I rolled my eyes at what Gelo said. People who say that thing annoy me the hell out of me. They’re usually the types who don’t read. Did I say something wrong? I hate people telling me that. And to answer your question, I would like to tell you that in books we have fancy words, characters we treasure, and striking lines that make us cry. Reading a book also releases stress, improves attention span, and widens our vocabulary. " I can’t argue enough with a person like you. Too smart. " I stood up again and gave the broom and Clorox wipes to him. We had to start cleaning if we wanted to finish it before lunch. Usually, I listen to audiobooks whenever I’m cleaning. But Gelo was here, who woul

He shook her from his mind and pushed open the doors to the study. The rug-lined room was bigger than B’s above-garage apartment. Floor to ceiling bookshelves dampened any noise B might made in his whiskey search. There didn’t seem to be a single inch of space on any one of the shelves. Books of all colors, textures, and sizes were packed together. In front of the book spines sat hundreds of little treasures–seashells, pocket watches, glass figurines, and carvings of creatures. So many creatures. B let his fingers drift over the book spines: The Picture of Dorian Gray. The Catcher in the Rye. The Odyssey. Brave New World. The Call of the Wild. White Noise. So many stories he’d never read and

I need something to forget about my mate and that is a hot fvck! Moments later, Ezra was in my chamber, I loved him for one thing; punctuality. *** We kissed each other and it feels primal, filthy, and boundless. I rubbed my body against his addictively, barely remembering to breathe. I held his head with both my hands and he was holding mine with one and the other placed at the small of my back. And I want it to move over my body. Fvck, I want it so badly! I feel his groins pulsate under mine and it drives me crazy. I stand up to change my position and sat back on him with one leg on each side.

"I built the entire system! The computers and surveillance all have records! Those tycoons aren't idiots—one look, and they'll know who the real culprit is!" Unhurried, Maya stuffed a cleaning rag into my mouth. Her eyes gleamed with delight. "Thanks for the reminder. I'll destroy all that evidence, then. The virus is gone, so your system won't be needed anymore. "And while I'm at it, I can even take credit for Elijah. This will definitely help his future." She slowly closed the cabinet door. As it shut, the look she gave me carried the faintest trace of guilt.

Chapter 1 – You’re Trouble, Aren’t You? It was one of those Chicago nights where the air smelled like rain and bad decisions. The streets shimmered under the streetlights, wet with the earlier drizzle, and the whole city buzzed like it knew something dirty was about to happen.

Playing dirty to get what we want. Authors note: This is the end of book one. Book two will continue under the same title. I hope you’ve enjoyed book one. Book two’s title is: The Promised Mate

She needs to do it neither she likes it nor not, and even if the truth is that she is not know how to clean. She started to clean the dust and dirt on the books. She arranges it alphabetically. She mops the floor. The Library of Randell was inside his room. Before going to his bed spacer, you need to pass his not a small or the big one archive but it's enough for him to walk around in his library while getting or looking for the books that the handsome pirate Randell wants to read in his spare time. I

I teased, trying to keep things light. “Only the ones who don’t treat the library like a study hall for gossip.” I heard him shift, probably leaning on the opposite shelf. “You’re different, Lila. You actually read the books.” Heat rose to my face. Good thing he couldn’t see me blushing. “Thanks. Coming from you, that means something. You always seem so focused. Like nothing bothers you.” He was quiet for a moment. “Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.”

I can feel his touch as he cleans me, but it's nothing sensual, but delicate. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform