Novel Book Bar Novels & Stories

Hashmuk whisphered against his ears, licking his earlobes. "Hashmuk, I have something to do." He tried to wriggle himself free from his grip when he recalled that him and his friends had agreed to meet at the palace’s library to dig deeper into the magic books they had carried along with them. "What do you want to do? Can’t it wait?" He asked, trailing kisses down his body. He wasn’t given time to respond because the next minute Hashmuk captured his lips for an itense deep kiss. Kelvin smiled through the kiss, closed his eyes and gripped Hashmuk’s hair. With one swap, he turned him so that he would be on top and captured his lips, pulled him against him for another heated kiss.

It's not like a noisy bar that makes my head spin. Golden Bar is where Thomas usually goes when he has business meetings. I used to make reservations here for him. I read on some websites that Golden Bar is one of the few exclusive bars that offers a place to enjoy alcohol in a quiet atmosphere. The safety and privacy of this place is guaranteed. And because I made reservations for Thomas so often, I got a lot of vouchers. And now, I'm using those vouchers. If I used my own money, I don't know how much money I would have spent just to enjoy a glass of vodka. “You've already finished almost five glasses.”

Aria’s POV I was instantly blinded by the fluorescent lighting and the bass was pounding through the bar. Patrons were everywhere, sitting at the bar, sitting in booths and a large group was in the middle gyrating to the music. I could hear the blood pumping through their veins and smell the irony thickness through the scent of alcohol and cologne. “I thought the bars were closed at this time of night?” I asked him. Noah smirked, “this is like of the speakeasy variety, they’re open 24/7, perfect hunting grounds.”

Her body was suddenly chilled, bereft of his warmth, the sensations that had been surging through her slackening with cruel abruptness. ‘Hope we haven’t interrupted anything,’ Irwin grinned, appearing in the doorway, his entourage in tow. 'Thought we’d get down to business first, then concentrate on having a ball.’ Mallory became the perfect host, conducting Irwin through the house to the library. Tony unlocked the door and stood back for them to precede him. ‘Wow! Will you look at that?’ Irwin gasped, ‘Gee, I'd like it in my ranch house!’ Several thousand books stood behind the fronts of tall bookcases in this baroque room designed especially for study. Karen and Tony exchanged a congratula

"Here's one of my books. This particular edition of my creation is very interesting and I would advise you to read it. Who knows, it might point you in the right direction although you're seeing it already." After saying this, Nora dropped the book on the table as she stood up and left. Rock was astounded by her action. That was unlike her. He looked back at the book on the table and took it, furrowing his brows as he read the title, "Hidden secret: the heart of a woman?" He sighed and shook his head before dropping it on the table. After drinking for a while, he finally had enough and decided to leave. He thought of leaving the book behind but after staring at it for a while, he decided to

Barbie said. "Okay mom bye!! " Swan shouted and dragged Steve who still looked upset about the fact that he couldn't marry Brittany. < ONE WEEK LATER ~ HEMS BAR > Hems bar is a really popular bar that is mostly used by important people. Most companies held their meetings in this bar. The bar had a special room where clients could hold their meetings. Presently inside the room was Barbie and three fat men. The four of them were sitting around the table. "I must say Mrs Barbie is really beautiful " One of the fat men said and Barbie smiled a little.

I see a staircase near the bar and above it there's a mezzanine with some partitions, I think it's for the boxes. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

“No? They have comfortable seating in the back, sofas and books for anybody interested.” “Books at a bar?” “Some stories require something more grounded than coffee.” He driven her to the back and it was like something out of a sitcom. Vintage furniture was orchestrated at different points, giving insinuate alcoves and crevices for individuals to talk or read. He coordinated her to a little table by the raise divider. Racks stacked from floor to ceiling, full of battered ancient books. A bow window neglected a little porch with an lit up pond. “This is so charming.” It was as if she’d ventured into a dream. “It’s one of my favorite places.”

grinned Owen, my faithful Friday boy and witcher extraordinaire. “I'm just saying that zombies have undergone a huge transformation over the years. Hiding a smile, I blew on my tea and watched the waves crash against the glass wall of my bookstore-bar. “Speed, maybe,” he retorted, stacking the glasses under the counter. Sitting on a stool, I sipped my tea while Owen checked the bottles of alcohol, replacing empty ones. I am running a books bar in Danius Clive'S Pack. Tables, most with small stained-glass lamps, were scattered throughout the bar, green leather chairs surrounding them.

They all stood in front of Novelty, the book store that had been converted into a small book cafe with scrumptious cakes on display. Hazel's hands were flat against the store window, her face was busy looking at the cakes making Gage chuckle and he grabbed Bree's hands in his. "Come on, Bree, we're not letting her drool in front of a window store."