Reading Bl Novels & Stories

It was brand new. Blaze wasn’t aware that she preferred this genre. Derek Landy was known for his dark fantasy books. Dang it! He should have let her choose on her own right from the beginning. ‘Right’ His wolf chimed in, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Lilith brought the open book close to her nose and breathed in deeply. The feel of the smooth and crisp paper, that magical smell of a book being opened for the very first time was soothing. She felt lucky for being the first one to open it.

“Don’t worry about me. You have an army to take care of. I can take care of myself.” “Sure, sure. Oh by the way, tell Bilgrae to get the demihuman squad ready. He knows what to do next.” “Okay, sure.” “Great thanks. Now if you’ll excuse me.” Bronto walked past Crymillia as she gave way to him. “It seems like he’s the one that needs a rest.” . . . We’ve reached the end of BLAIR Volume 2: The Great Sandcastle! I hope that you all have been enjoying the story so far and many more volumes, not to mention chapters coming in the future. I do apologise for the unstable updates and I’ll try to improve, which I always try to do.

"Dear heart, Don't fear what makes you feel." **************** Lilly's POV I peeked from over the book in my hands to sneak a look at the guy sitting across of me. He had his elbow pressed over the armrest of the chair, the side of his face pressed against his palm, his eyes focused on the book placed over his lap. I took into a shaky breath and let my eyes drift back to the book in my hands. One advantage of being stuck in a library; the endless supply of books.

"Wrong apartment." He looked at Lin. Looked at me. Smiled. "Unless," he said, "this is the right one. Unless you're the ones looking for this." He held up a book. Red leather. Tattered. The notebook. Lin moved first. Fast. Not blind at all. She grabbed the kettle. Threw it. Scalding water hit his face. He screamed. Dropped the book. I caught it. Ran. Down the hall. Bathroom. Locked the door.

I don't want to embarrass the Lee clan. After we finished talking, they left. I breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing they didn't decide to stay longer. I'm sure Bryle was getting restless in my room. As I entered the room, I saw Bryle lying on my bed, reading a book. I glanced at the book in his hand—it was my favorite book when I was younger. I smiled slightly before walking over to him. "Got bored? Sorry I took so long..." He looked up at me and smiled slightly.

The same book I had tried to read before, the one with blank pages. "The Luna's Gift: Understanding Your True Power," Beatrice read from the cover. "Your mother left this for you specifically." "I tried reading it before," I said. "The pages were blank." "Because you weren't ready to see what was written there," Beatrice said, bringing it to me. "But perhaps now..." I took the book with trembling hands and opened it. This time, words appeared on the pages, coming into existence like they had been waiting for this exact moment.

River's fingers danced across the spines, devouring titles that whispered promises of resilience and courage. "The Blind Voyager", "The Lame Warrior's Triumph", "Against All Odds", and "Unlikely Heroes" each resonated deeply, but one title in particular caught her eye: "The Story of Alero, Blind Healer". With gentle reverence, River pulled out the slim volume, its cover adorned with intricate, raised patterns that evoked the delicate petals of a flower. The book did not come out alone, it came with another document: a large parchment like the one in her dream!

The day was pretty slow, we had our first lessons so we were just busy studying, nothing fun going on. Lunch break came and again, the four of us were at the picnic table outside. Blake is reading a book while eating his lunch, I can’t help but stare. I’ve always loved how he is so focused on studying. He’s the type of guy who knows exactly what he wants in the future, and he has plans on how he can get to the life of his dreams. I find it really attractive when someone has a clear goal in life.

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Blake seemed to notice the book in my hand for the first time. "How many times has she read it already?" He asked Molly, closing his textbook probably deciding he was not going to get any reading done anyways. Between the two girls in front of him, studying was just a waste of time. "I can't even count how many times. She's read it so much, she could say the lines off her head," Molly rattled, like an asshole and I glared at her but as usual, she smiled oblivious to my dirty look. That girl was so cheery and bright, it made dreary days unhappy. She was right though, I could say all the lines off hand, not that she needed to prattle that off to Blake.