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Is this what he meant last time when he said, enjoy his gift? “I bought it.” I said. “Well, that book was not yet appropriate for your age back then. So I figured, I’ll give it to you when you’re finally 18.” He said. My eyes widened. HE KNEW THE BOOKS ALL ALONG?? “YOU CHECKED IT?” I didn’t notice that my voice was too loud. He let out a big grin on his face. “50 shades, huh?” He teased me. I hit his arm with the book. He laughed hard.

the man explained. His tone of voice... I didn't know why, but it put me on edge. "Well... It's an excellent book, but it can be a bit challenging in some parts for the kids to pronounce," I explained. "Morphologically speaking, it's around a Level A2 in English." He chuckled modestly, causing the hairs on my arms to stand on end in response. I couldn't deny that I quite liked his laugh.

Author’s Disclaimer. ®️All Rights Reserved. ©️Copyright by Sarah Holmes 2023. Warning! Warning!! Warning!!! Before you dive into my twisted fictional world created for Morana and Kallias. There are triggers you should look out for. The book contains violence, abuse, extra mature content with eighteen plus themes, swear languages, all that is not appropriate for a child, human or aliens (like me) under the age of sixteen. If the aforementioned triggers aren’t meant for you, then you can skip. Although that would not be advised since I have such an amazing plot in store for your guys.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

"What do you know about me? Besides, why do you hate that story so much?" "You're still asking why? If you actually read it, you would already know what the story is like, right?" "I know, I've read it to the latest chapter. I think the story is very good and interesting," "I never thought that your book tastes like that, it turns out you are just the same!" "Just what do you mean? What's wrong with that book? Because it contains adult content? Of course, we are more than old enough to read stories like that. You are too carried away, Aiden!"

"They learn their place. They get corrected. Sometimes that correction stings a little. Sometimes they end up begging for more." I could not breathe properly. My nipples were tight against my shirt. I wanted to drop to my knees right there. Instead I just stared at him, thighs trembling. He stepped closer and placed one hand on my shoulder. The touch was light but firm. Heat rushed through my whole body. "You're curious, aren't you? About things that go beyond ordinary little romances in books." How did he know? I nodded before I could stop myself. "Good girl," he whispered. Those two words made me almost moan out loud. I bit my lip hard. My panties were soaked now. I could feel my juices st

BRIELLE'S POV "That's not possible." I grabbed the book back from him, scanning the page myself, hunting for anything that contradicted what he'd just read out loud. The library felt colder suddenly, the shadows past the desk lamp's small circle of light seeming to press in closer than they had a minute ago. "Bri—" "This is a four-hundred-year-old book." I flipped to the front, checking for a date, an author, anything that might discredit it. "It's probably wrong. Exaggerated. Some old Alpha's idea of a cautionary tale to keep young wolves in line."

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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 quickly took it out with a frown. What's that book you are reading?" She ran toward Emily, knowing she had done something wrong. I would have run along chasing her, but my leg reminds me I have a heavy gown on. "How many times, Alice?" "This book is not for you!" "It's rated 16. I will soon be 16, Veronica!". "You are 10, my dear." "We have another six years to go." She frowns. I don't know how, but each time she ends up putting on this childish look that always melts my heart.