Rite Aid Photo Book Novels & Stories

"--and I have brought you a few things I thought you might like to see." Her brows rose and he brought a broad book from behind him and raised it as if to say, "Tada." Still unimpressed, Ariel said nothing and only scooted a bit when he sat on the bed beside her. "I've kept these since we were children. It has been an anchor in the times I couldn't find you. Surely, you must want to see them too." Ariel resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Did all Alphas like to hear themselves talk? He flipped the hard cover back and she saw that it was not a book. It was an album filled with photos. Her breath dislodged in her throat as she stared at the album. There was a little girl in the first picture w

replied Yaacob as he glanced at Gerald. “Speaking of cultivators, I forgot to tell you something rather important,” said Gerald as he scratched the back of his head. “…Oh? What is it?” asked Aiden as his expression turned serious. “Here, read this book whenever you have the time. It could help you,” replied Gerald as he took out a palm-sized and ancient-looking book from his jacket pocket before handing it to Aiden. He had obtained it back when he was still at the ancient ruins. “Pure… Yang technique…? Is this some kind of novel…?” asked Aiden with a slight frown as he read the book’s faded title…

I move toward it. Andrew is still facing away from me. Still talking. I reach the desk and look down. The book is open. A photograph is tucked between the pages. It's a group photograph of people of different ages standing. But their faces are mostly covered by a loose sheet of paper placed over the upper half of the picture. I frown. Their faces are not what makes me intrigued. It's their wrists. They are wearing bracelets, most of them. It’s a thin, dark ribbon with a small metal detail in the center.

He had not pressed her about anything since Catalina left two hours ago. She unzipped the portfolio. The first thing was a photograph. Aria, age four, standing on a stoop in Brooklyn. Pigtails. A red sweater. Holding a book she could not yet read. She did not remember the photograph being taken. Iris had not owned a camera. Someone else had been there. She turned the photograph over. On the back, in neat handwriting, a date. The handwriting was not Iris's.

Jay apologized before he wrapped a hand around my waist and Ava clicked the photo. I felt like melting right now; he smelled so good. He was every girl’s dream guy He was my dream guy Come on Aria, wake up already. I cleared my throat and returned to my seat. Jay asked Ava for the photos and Ava happily sent the picture to him. “You don’t mind me posting this ,right?” Jay asked and Ava chimed in, answering for me. “She doesn’t, just go ahead and—oh…she just released a book today,” Ava said, and he nodded.

“But leave some of Daddy’s cum inside you. I want you walking around all day feeling exactly who you belong to.” I shivered with fresh arousal. “Yes, Daddy.”

I downloaded the photo and hid it in a folder on my phone, then deleted the text. In the photo, I was clearly in one of the bathrooms at school. The puke green tiles were on the wall behind me with a clear view of the industrial-style sink. If one of the deans or principal saw this picture, I'd be suspended, maybe even expelled from school. The photo was a close up of my face and chest, covered in a thick liquid. I was on my knees. They say a picture says a thousand words. I could think of one hundred of those words right off the top of my head. Stupid.

Instead, he chose one of his Beta’s to take over after him. That must have been Aiden. He is so respected here. He isn’t just some warrior—he’s the next Alpha. I read more and more as I return the books, losing myself in the sea of knowledge and Just as I’m about to finish, I pick up a heavy, leather-bound book, and something flutters from its pages. A photograph. I bend down to pick it up quickly and slide it back inside before anyone notices. But then, my eyes catch something written behind it.

It transforms the adventure through my collection into something truly extraordinary! ASIN: B0DQ81GWJC ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to my talented art designer, Rebekah, for the stunning digital paintings, that you can find on my P*******t page just by searching Unusualdee, and the beautiful book cover. A special thanks goes to Light and Gem for their invaluable feedback as my Beta readers. I also deeply appreciate all the other wonderful members of the SBAR (Smut Book Avid Reader) club for their unwavering support throughout the journey of compiling these smut stories. Your encouragement means the world to me.

And somehow, that cuteness never faded. On the bookshelf, something catches my eye — a big, thick book. Curiosity gets the better of me, so I reach for it and pull it down. It’s heavier than I expect. When I flip it open, I freeze. It’s a photo album. I sit down on the edge of the bed with it in my lap, flipping through the pages to ease my nerves. Childhood photos of Baekhoon fill the first half — adorable snapshots of his younger days. Then come the teenage years, and I have to pause.