Quinn Booktok Novels & Stories

" He says if I can reach half of it in three days, he would let me have my phone. " " He didn't. " The way he said that, it was clear he was fully aware of what his brother could do and knew that that was very well part of it. " You look like you're enjoying it though. " " I am. " I chuckle. " I have just one more chapter to go. " I laugh at myself quietly. The book I started reading reluctantly had become a Page Turner for me and now I was more focused on finishing the book to satisfy my curiosity rather than please Quinn.

Before I ended my tour, I'd found a studio, a gym, and a library that would give a book lover wet dreams for life. Quinn was on her phone sitting on the kitchen counter in her pajamas. Rich people, I scoffed. "What you doing, kiddo?" She looked up at me, with a menacing cold glare. "If you call me kiddo again," She said, stressing every word. "I'll kill you in your sleep. Comprehendere?" "Qui." I gulped. She sounded like she meant it. The freezer was stacked full and there was enough stuff in the store room to last a family of bears through hibernation.

“I… I don’t know. This book—I felt something when I touched it. And then—” Quinton crossed the room in a few swift strides, his gaze shifting to the book on the table. When he saw the symbol on the cover, his expression darkened. He reached out, but then hesitated, as if wary of the book’s power. “Where did you find this?” he asked, his voice low. “In the library,” I replied, my pulse quickening again. “Why? Do you know what it is?” Quinton didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he carefully closed the book and turned it over in his hands, examining the symbol. His jaw tightened, and I could see the tension in his shoulders as he took a step back, putting distance between himself and the book.

At the far end of the room is a stone pedestal. “Look,” Quinn whispers as she approaches the stand. On it is an ancient book bound in leather and adorned by runes. “Could this be what we’ve been searching for?” she asks, her blue eyes are full of hope. “There’s only one way to find out,” I reply, stepping forward to examine the book more closely. As I reach out to take it, I’m hit with a wave of nausea and my skin feels like it’s on fire. “Something’s not right,” I state to Quinn as she tries to take the book from the stand.

Quinn sighed and replied, “Nothing, Mr Norton. You’re delaying my readers… people who’ve actually read my books and genuinely want to have their books signed by me. Please excuse me.” Jake glanced at Quinn without showing his emotions on his face. He turned and walked away, letting Quinn let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. ‘Oh my God! I almost fell for his handsome face,’ she mused. After taking some cold water to cool herself, she smiled at the next reader who came up to her, “Hi, hun. What’s your name?” ... An hour later, Quinn blinked as she stared into familiar grey eyes. Her jaw dropped as she asked, “Mr Norton, haven’t I already signed your book?” ,

“I told you before we have waited all enough. Whatever happens, happens.” “Oh Goddess I love you. If that is what you want then that is what we will do.” Quinn said as he knelt on the floor and started to kiss his way up my body. First one calf to my knee then the other followed by his warm strong hands. He continued up my thighs pushing them slowly apart exposing my wet heated core to his dark gaze. “Fuck Meg.” He said as he inhaled deeply. “Your scent is the only other thing other than your touch that I need to make my life complete.” I watched as Quinn leaned forward and swiped his tongue along the junctions of my legs and center pulling a low desperate moan from me. “Quinn, pllleeease.”

“Quinn!” Graham opened the door wide and crossed his arms. “Can you not do this!” He shouted. “My mate is acting weird. I need the book now.” Reid said. Quinn entered in her robe and she rolled her eyes then, she pulled out a thick book with a new cover and handed it to him. “Here, dummy.” Quinn rolled her eyes again. “I fixed it into a new cover. “Thanks.” He stood and skimmed on the book. “By the way, there should be some good news when both of you are fucking nonstop.”

Brittany went with a classic french tip with a coffin style. “Thanks. You too.” Walking over to Gavin, he was texting away on his phone. “Are you going to make it?” “No.” He glanced at me. “How are you holding up? Piercy gave the warriors your book. He’s looking over it with them.” “How’s that going?” I glanced down at his phone. Piercy’s name was pulled up. Gavin gave it to me to look. Piercy: Why the fuck did she need to do this? Gavin: Earn trust, you know this. How’s it going?

It was Quinn’s book. I raised my head sharply, and saw a figure cut across a corner. I picked up the book and instantly followed the figure. Quinn was most likely in trouble. “Go back Freya, go back!” Quinn screamed as I stepped into an abandoned old building. “Quinn!” I yelled on top of my voice. I rushed towards him but was immediately pulled back by a strong hand that threatened to dislocate my arm from my shoulder. The food I held in my hand dropped, and the contents soiled by earth.

Pft. She was thrilled with my gift and immediately read the book with excitement. I shook my head in amusement. I walked towards the squad who were talking to Caitlyn, the princess of Majika. I smiled and sat beside my twin. Cathy quickly sat beside me, and Leena glared at her. Then Cathy pouted her lips which made me chuckle. Leena snake her arms around my waist possessively and I chuckled at her childishness. I don't know why she doesn't want Cathy hugging me.