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Explicit perversions. — Look carefully, you should know that I never even had contact with erotic books, I was too focused on doing my master's and doctorate to read English literature, among other things. – Lauren was confused. The princess seemed to hide what she was reading well, and reappeared in the room seconds later.

She is lying on the Hammock outside the presidential suite, Lauren walks to her and drags the book she is reading. "Hey stop it." Mandy tries to get it, but she can't. "Relax, I just want to see what you are reading." Lauren's voice is all nice and soft, no longer that cold voice. "Tangled life. Hm." He pronounced the name of the book. "Interesting, so what is it about?" Lauren asked, Mandy tapped the space beside her, Lauren stared at her, this girl was playing with fire, she didn't seem to learn, his level of self-control was on very tiny ground when his body came in contact with hers.

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”

Eliza had told her no one uses it anyway and might be a little dusty. After asking Rosa, soon Lola was standing in it. The library was all floor-to-ceiling shelves of mothballed mahogany. Lola curled in a wingback chair, a biography of Pancho Villa cracked open but unread. A click sound and then footsteps. Lola knew who it would be and didn’t bother to look up. “You’re in my seat.” “Your name’s not on it.” He prowled closer, snatching the book. “‘Revolutionary Tactics.’ Cute.”

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“Why would I be kidding?” Mason slowly looks from Lauren to me. “She’s famous.” Lauren’s eyes go to me again, settling on my breasts for a second. “I don’t watch p**n,” she says and then laughs. Once a bitch, always a bitch, determined to bring anyone else down to make herself feel better. “I’m an author,” I retort, keeping a sweet smile on my face. “If you’re not a reader, you might not have heard of me.”

A musty, cast aside woolen blanket lay in a heap on the unvarnished wood of the herringbone floor next to the bed and its jumble of occupants. Lala closed one of her eyes in protest at the searching light. The other scoured the floor beside the bed for the glass of vodka and red bull she had started but not finished last night. It lay beside the book she had been trying to read. Graham Greene, Travels with my Aunt. She had read it once, years ago, long before her life sounded like a chapter from it and had been trying to read it again for nearly a year. She had only managed a third. She pulled her leg from under another one lying heavy, inert, upon it, and reached over the dog-eared Penguin

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"You will regret the day we crossed paths." Alyla flinched at my words, but I didn't care. "You've only just begun to see my wrath," I growled, my voice low and threatening. Ayla's face crumpled, her tears flowing freely as her body shook with emotion. With a cruel smile, I continued to berate Ayla, my words like knives cutting into her heart. "You're a disappointment," I sneered, "a failure. You're not worthy of being my Luna, and you never will be."