Our Shared Shelf Novels & Stories

I sign at the bottom, and have somewhere to stay. He shows me around the shop next, and teaches me how to operate the cash register. There isn't a stock room. If it isn't on the shelves then it isn't in stock. Most of what's there is prepackaged groceries, candy, chips, soda, beer, liquor, tobacco, magazines and newspapers, along with a few cheap plastic toys. The top shelf of magazines has a lot of front-cover pictures of naked women, with a few naked men for variety. I feel myself blush, and look away.

Ponjie already looked bored so he found a table and decided to rest. “Of course, it is.” The butler said proudly. “Although the academy has massive resources for students, the library in the facility is much more comprehensive and filled with a lot of real-life cases that the Elites have experienced. We call this place, ‘Bibliothèque Blanche’. You’re not allowed to read anything in this, though. You are not qualified yet.” “Then what’s the point of going here?” Fruto really wanted to check the texts here. He got interested with the word “real-life cases”. Unfortunately, they’re not allowed. He instantly felt bitter.

“Everyone can see each other, and everyone can see me. We are going to get a few things cleared up right here and right now. And when I saw we I mean me, and you six are going to comply. Got it?” I watch as all heads’ nod, knowing now is probably not the time to say anything. “It has come to my attention that there is some confusion about what’s allowed to be shared amongst us. I won’t deal with jealousy. I know this arrangement is weird and we are all trying to navigate our way through it. What we do with each other behind closed doors is not a private matter. There are seven of us in this life-long relationship, all of us intertwined together, for the rest of our lives.”

I get the idea you never look past the top shelf," she said. There were six distinct flavors, which were placed in the sequence of the rainbow. Okay, let's go in rainbow order. "Pretty much," was the response I gave you. "Okay," Sharon stated, "I'm going to need some bleach for the rest of this." I dragged the trash outside to the cans while Sharon cleaned the virtually empty shelves of the refrigerator, which I had just finished doing. She ended up finding something that she deemed "reasonably edible" in the pantry, and she heated it up for lunch while I put plates and forks on the table. The remainder of the afternoon was spent working on our project, and it wasn't until Sharon's phone ran

" I can't possibly be sharing the same room with this lady! " Sharon voice could possibly be heard from the outside. "Not like I wish to share with you also!" Shannon rolled her eyes sarcastically, she was in mood to be dragged down with her childish talks, she had Dennis in mind to be worried about. "You should be lucky that someone like me is sharing a room with you!" Sharon squeaked.

Shane replied in annoyance. Mara's forehead creased. "Then will you stop clinging onto my shirt, please?" Shane let go of the hem of Mara's shirt and then looked away. Mara can't helo but think how cute Shane was and how much of a kid he is. Well, she guess Shane never really tried to become just a child and live as carefree as a kid should be. "Let's go," Mara whispered. Shane followed her. They sneaked into a small room which they guess a storag room or maybe the janitor's closet since tons of cleaning materials are also stored inside besides the boxes of buscuits. Though, it id possible that those boxes doesn't carry biscuits anymore.

"Fine , I won't eat , I will Just go back to my room and sleep with my empty stomach and they call me back and we all ate and discussed at the same time, I also join them to bake. l already ordered for something for Shade, I promised her a glft because she really dld a good Job. The pictures has just been uploaded and people are beginning to share It, looklng at It our plctures online made us look llke a real couple and it reminde me of that playful moment we had In the kitchen.

On my way home, I stop by the Lending Library. Our neighborhood has been blessed with a wonderful treasure, the Lending Library. It's the most sacred of treasures for a reader like me. The idea is, I read a book, and when I'm finished, I return it to the Lending Library for someone else to read. The Lending Library is a large bookshelf that stands on a post. It resembles a mailbox.

Some people sent kitchen utensils and appliances, vouchers for all sorts of stuff, and pieces of furniture, lamps, and other crap. It would be nice to give half of this stuff to the merfolks that didn't have the money to afford it. The ones that just arrived on land and didn't know what money was. They would enjoy these things more than me. The merfolks community was already occupied with merfolks from all different pods. Some were visiting and others were here permanently. Alex and the princess said the place looked great. Of course, I had to take their word for it. Shelly banned me from going there. Since my presence could not be masked, then I had no choice but to stay away. But the other

“Hold the elevator.” I step forward to hold the door open just as someone tries running in, we crash into each other, and the two cups of coffee in her hand spills over both of us. “Shit, that’s hot!” I grumble, we both pull our coffee-soaked shirts away from our skin and look at each other at the same time. “Oh, my God! I’m so sorry—Cole?” “Shayla?” We say together, and Shayla rolls her eyes and shakes her head.