Reader X Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

Another letter appeared. Soon dozens of glowing letters circled the key. They began arranging themselves into words. Edward's voice echoed from somewhere impossibly far away. "Adrian!" The voice sounded weak. Distant. As though it came from another reality. "We're losing you!" The Hall of Readers trembled. Several candles went out forever. The First Reader calmly watched the floating letters. "They remember." Adrian frowned. "What remembers?" "The key." Another fragment separated. Another word formed. Then another. Until finally—

Layken jumped up and ran back inside, then came out with slices of lemon. I watched as Layken spritzed lemon on his fish. He grinned at me as he shoved the saucer over to me. I grabbed a slice, squeezed the juice over my fish, and took a bite. “Just when I didn’t think this fish could get any better, you surprise me. Lemon brings the taste of the fish to a whole other level. I love this.” “Thank you, babe.” Layken grins before popping an okra in his mouth. “I have some lanterns. We could set out some chairs, drink some wine and relax for a while by the stream. If you’re up to doing so, that is?”

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

Leonard reached out and snatched the documents from Damon's hand. "Leonard, you can't read it!" Damon roared in a low voice.

Leo had said. Damon remembered Serena being greatly astonished. She had exerted considerable self-control not to overreact in front of Leo. "Even if he's just parroting Celeste, memorizing something like that is impressive,” Serena had later told Damon. Leo, being able to recite the Modern Wisdom Dictionary and the Ashford Dictionary, found reading the Four Great Classical Novels unsurprising. Damon knew his statements were genuine and not Celeste's. Since Leo didn't like 'The Dream of the Red Chamber', he must have another purpose for being here.

Chocolate turns around completely, now walking backwards as he says "Yep! Me and you! Yeah, yeah, I know I can't like kiss you or whatever but in this book, you really like sex! Which isn't a lie, you literally have the highest libi—" I'm blushing hard now, trying not to look at him "You're shouting, Coco" But he's still talking like he's not listening to me "But hell, it's so good! Anyway, I want you to read it to me because I read just the smut but I think the storyline is quite alright, just not interested in reading it" Cream speaks this time "Is it not a bit silly to read books based on you?" Chocolate rolls his eyes "Of course not, it's not like I blame them for thinking I'm the hottes

The never seeing each other again part sounded like a knife to his gut, and it made no sense because he'd said similar words to her about two weeks ago. A corner of his mouth twitched, then he gave her a solemn nod. “Sounds like a good idea.” ________ Lexi sat outside on the private balcony of her bedroom, at the cute little wrought-iron patio set, reading the novel she’d started two days ago. The sun felt warm on her skin, and a damp, salty ocean breeze flipped the ends of her ponytail. What better place to relax and get her mind out of the fears she'd been having lately? To kick back and put her feet up? Yet she was so tense she’d read the same paragraph half a dozen times and still had no

Power was efficient when it didn’t have to shout. Later at recess, I saw her with that friend—Bethany—sitting in the corner like two awkward birds. I felt a pull at the sight of them, the same tug I feel when a plan checks out. I walked over, my twenty-dollar lemonade in hand because I liked the idea of ruining the picture fully. One toss, and the liquid hit the book. The soft rip of pages was satisfying in the way a good sentence should be.

Chapter 2 Lena’s POV “What the hell do you mean by leverage?” I demanded, my voice cracking with fury as I glared up at Rafael. My heart hammered against my ribs and I could still feel the touch of his fingers on my cheek from earlier. My pussy was still slick from that stupid unwanted reaction, thighs sticky under my wrinkled skirt. I hated how my body kept betraying me around him, nipples tight and aching, a low throb pulsing between my legs every time he spoke.

His smile brighten up as soon as his eyes laid on me. “Wow!” he exaggeratedly muttered and looked at me from head to toe. “I’ve never seen an angel here on earth, Madame!” My forehead just wrinkled because of his corniness. “I don't think any angel has devil horns, Leo.” I immediately popped his bubbles. “A glass of Martini for you, lovely lady,” Leo handed me a glass of drink and I then sipped on it. “Have you seen a guy here?” I asked Leo the moment I remembered I will be meeting that disgusting guy named Damon.