Never Touch A Books Novels & Stories

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“It's this, we cannot move all these books without them can we?” -------

I would have bled for a chance to read them. I’d never met a single person who even recognized her name. But there it was, sitting on his shelf. I glanced from the book to my hands, then back again. My brain screamed at me to leave, and walk away. But I couldn’t. I just wanted to touch it just once. Just for a second. What’s the harm? I stepped closer, stretching onto the tips of my toes, my fingers barely grazing the book. Almost there. “Just a little—”

did some things that shouldn't be done. Because she was afraid to say it, Edna used two fingers to touch each other, meaning that she had already done something adult. Doris also didn't know what to say, she just quietly patted her friend's shoulder, because each person has a unique situation, no one is the same. Doris didn't know what to say in this case, she could only comfort her friend: - Come on, it's not the end of the world, we have nothing that hasn't happened yet, let's just think of being bitten by a dog.

A command. Every time she clenched her thighs or gasped too sharp, he pulled away smirking. Zoey couldn’t look around anymore. Couldn’t dare make eye contact with anyone. But the sense of exposure gnawed at her skin. The place looked too open and crowded and Zoey couldn't bear the thought of being seen. Kole leaned forward. He picked up the book again, opened to a bookmarked page, and began to read aloud just enough for her to hear.

Her eyes snapped shit and her head flew back as she raised several feet in the air. The books were glowing with a soft blue glow, as was Nova. There was some sort of energy coming off them both and when I tried to step nearer it threw me backwards. She looked so peaceful though. There was even a smile on her face as I could see her eyes dart rapidly under her eyelids like she was rapidly processing something. “What the hell did she just touch?” I asked, panic seeping into my voice. “That’s what we are here to discuss” Alex said sounding only a little bit calmer than me. “These books, but we didn’t know they would do this”

"… for reading?" I stared him straight in the eye. Usually, I don't share my books with anyone no matter what. I hate it when people tear pages, fold paper, or crush the book while reading. I would promptly say 'no' coldly but this ghost guy here has somehow become an omission. Maybe it's because of the way he looked a bit intimidated and petrified just by my glower. He was slowly retreating from the shelf at my silence when I mindlessly nodded and looked away.

“Please tell me you have a plan that doesn’t involve us putting all of these books back by hand.” A grin spreads across my face. Turning my attention back to the tables covered in books, I chant the words that I’ve said thousands of times over my life. Magic begins to swirl around us. Books quickly lift from the tables, flying through the air as they make their way to their place on the shelves. “Oww…” Kenji yelps, rubbing the back of his head. “That book hit me.” A scowl covers his face. A chuckle rumbles up my chest. “You have to watch out for items flying through the air.” I move my head to the left, avoiding being the next one to get hit in the head with a book. Jamari shakes her head at

Not touching just there. Close. Waiting.

How did I zone out right here? “Girl,” she said, dryly. “Be careful. He doesn’t like his stuff touched.” Now I was confused. Isn’t that... what cleaning is? I used my hands, not my legs. I swallowed the thought. “I know what you’re thinking,” Helen deadpanned. How the— “Yes, cleaning involves touching. Hands working, not legs. But you cannot go through his things. Especially his books.” I smiled awkwardly. She should’ve said that earlier, because... yeah, I already did.