Reading The Books Novels & Stories

What a spiteful little man, she thought. Caitlin wasted no time. She cracked open the first book, an old tome from the nineteenth century, thick, leather-bound. As she turned its frail and brittle pages, she went into speed-reading mode, reading the pages faster than she ever had in her life, looking for keywords, places, locations, ideas. Anything that would lead to another book, another idea, another lead, another clue. Anything with substance.

Rah smiled in an understanding sort of way, and read. And at this Rah threw a book at Arthur, who caught it instinctively, and Rah himself slumped on the floor picking up another book, and started to read. And they read. They took a break for dinner. And they continued to read. In a few hours, they had read all the six books librarian had given Arthur. “We went through them rather quickly,” Arthur stretched.

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.

She moved her fingers to every book in the shelves but stopped as her eyes were stuck with something. "What?! This book," Kathy exclaimed as she picked one of the books and examined it. "How come it's here? Is Aaron fond of reading fiction and contemporary romance? How come?" Kathy inquired as she couldn't understand that the bad - to - the - bone devil will read such kind of novels. It's not realistic to think about.

Allen said to himself, ‘What is it trying to do? Allen wanted to read the books because he was quite curious right now about this strange situation that he found himself in. He was alone, so he could only get accurate information in this way. Well, a system was also with him, to give him some tips and tricks from time to time. And read some interesting facts and figures. Allen picked the first book, but the system said “Kindly only read the specified books” Allen said, “But it is among them” The system said “Yes. But you haven’t read the book that I said to start with”

With books, time finally wasn't so unbearable. Leaning against the bedhead and flipping through the pages, Lin Yilan read the beautiful chapters word by word. It had been a long time since she had touched such delightful books, and now, picking them up again, the attraction had an added layer.

I said, and Rick nodded as he walked to the center of the room and dropped into a chair. My fingers glide along the books as I read their titles. I pull one out, glance at the first few pages, and then slip it back into its place before continuing. “Hmmm,” I hummed as I squatted to see the books at the bottom. My fingers glide along the books, and my heart stops when I read one of the titles, “How to Reject a Mate and the Consequences that Follow.” Slowly, I pulled the book from its slot and flipped through a few pages.

Tonight, I’m done fighting it. I’m lying on my bed wearing nothing but a tiny black lace thong, my nipples hard from the cool air and anticipation. My heart pounds as I slowly spread my thighs, already soaked. The wetness has been dripping down my folds for hours just thinking about him. The door to my bedroom creaks open.

He kept pounding until he finally groaned and filled me with hot, thick ropes of cum, his body shuddering against mine. After we caught our breath, I straightened my skirt, feeling his cum already starting to leak down my thighs, and gave him a wicked little smile. “I’ll take care of the rest. Don’t worry.” Later that afternoon, I found her in the quiet corner of the university library, tucked between the tall shelves of old literature books. She was pretending to read, but her face was still flushed and her hands were shaking as she turned the pages. I walked up behind her and leaned in close. “Hey… about what you saw earlier.”

The guilt was eating me up inside. “I’ve been reading a few books from their library.” “You, read?” Sasha asks, like the thought of me reading was blasphemous. “Yes. Read.” I glared at her. She raises her hands up in surrender, muttering something about just being a girl. “They are interesting fantasy books.” “Ohh, fantasy, I’m in.” I rolled my eyes knowing her dirty mind was the one active here. “Not that kind of fantasy book. Real fantasy.” “Real fantasy. Like wha—“