Licorice Cookie X Reader Novels & Stories

She writes about book men like a woman full and wild with experience which is quite the opposite of this dear author for she has never actually experienced life quite yet! In real life, our famous author is quiet, withdrawn, and far more comfortable inside her imagination than in anyone’s arms. That’s until her fiction starts watching her back. When a mysterious reader begins sending her deeply personal gifts and unsettlingly precise notes, Alessia is forced to confront the possibility that someone out there sees her far too clearly. Someone who doesn’t just read her stories but understands her.

I tried to correct her, and her eyes widened with excitement at her discovery. “He likes you?” she asked while grinning widely and I smiled. “Yes he does, he's the owner of the bookshop I visited today. We were reading partners” “Reading partners? Were you paired in the bookstore?” she asked immediately and I shook my head. “He asked if he could read with me and I let him” “What genre was the book you both read?” She fired another question and I quirked my brow. “It was a romance novel” … “Woah! Were there sex scenes? Did he react while reading those parts?” she asked and I couldn't help but laugh.

I break off, flushing with heat. His eyes darken. "Sex scene?" My throat tightens, making it impossible to swallow. "I was going to say it." He leans back, resting his hands behind his head. "I suppose your right, but don't you ever read it and want them to just get to it already, that it's obvious they want each other." "Didn't know you read romance." My accusatory tone makes him smile. The thought of Hale laying in his bed with this particular book open, reading through the graphic scene makes my toes curl.

They passed a few stores selling books, a couple of vendors hawking food, and a small bakery that sold pastries. There was a young man sitting on a bench outside the shop, eating some kind of pastry, while another boy lounged on the grass nearby, reading a book. Beatrice pointed to the pastries that she wanted some and the vendor gave it to her freely smiling and obviously honored the alpha patronized him, Beatrice swallowed the cookies whole as she attacked it while Duncan just watched her lovingly, she must have noticed as she stopped “What!?” She asked with her mouth full of cookies as she ate

Ryan asks. "Okay. Go and get changed in fifteen minutes. Go. Go. Go." I say as I push him to get up. "Okay. I am going." Ryan says and runs from there like his tail is on fire and I laugh but then frown. "Lia. Are the cookies ready?" I ask her. "Yes. It is. Here. Taste it and tell me if it is to your liking." Lia says as she puts a tray of cookies and a glass of milk on the coffee table.

I replied, Looking over the books in front of me, he gave a blank look and walked to the bench at the corner. *** I was sitting on the chair, opposite to him there was a comfortable silence in between us as we were reading our books. I was reading a book called, “Lycan king,” It was a story about a Lycan and his mate who was a human. I glanced at Gabriel and saw him reading his book with full attention, he had a calm expression on his face while he was reading the book. He had the shadow of his long eyelashes over his cheek while he was holding the book in his hand, he looked attractive while he’s reading the book.

"What to do? Just you being here makes me want to say that maybe one child is fine." Oh lord. FOR THE ONES WHO MISSED THE CHILLI SCENES IN THE BOOK I'VE WARNED EVERYONE READING ALREADY, THAT THIS IS AN ADULT-THEMED BOOK. READER DISCRETION WILL BE APPRECIATED; FOR 18+ ONLY. Going down on her never felt so relaxing. She smells fresh like the ocean, and whatsoever her taste, I loved it. Her sweet moans make my vessels bulge, along with the growing boner I hide in my pants.

“You almost took me out there.” She blinked, then let out a faint breath, crouching as well to gather the rest. “Sorry. I didn’t see you.” “That much is obvious,” I said, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. I picked up another book, my eyes catching on the pastel-colored cover. I turned it so I could read the title. “‘Kisses in the Rain,’” I read aloud, raising a brow. “So, you have a killer taste. Romcoms, huh?”

His grin widened. “Right. Luca? The one who said, ‘Tell me to stop, and I’ll stop breathing instead’?” His voice dropped an octave, flicking his wrist so the book cover was facing him, but his thumb was still buried in whatever page he was reading. “Romantic stuff, is it?” He said, staring at me, “That's how cringey it is?” I nearly combusted on the spot. “It’s not cringe, it’s… intense.”

Snatching the packet from his hand, I muttered under my breath, “Only because I’m hungry.” Still, Liam's face lit up like I’d handed him the moon. “Right. Of course.” He said quickly, then leaned back like he’d accomplished something huge, “If you like them, I can get more. The machine has other flavors too, I think.” “I’m satisfied with this one.” I said flatly, ripping the packet open and popping a cookie in my mouth. Liam nodded. He didn’t press further. For once, he wasn’t trying to fill the silence with nervous chatter or useless observations, which I appreciated.