Sebutkan Hobi Seorang Kutu Buku Novels & Stories

Absolutely not. Furious that I left my phone, laptop, and speaker downstairs, I find myself with nothing to do. Do I have the patience for reading? No. Am I in the mood to read? Also no. Do I have anything else to do? Another no. Sighing deeply, I grab a book, plop down on the bed, and start reading my smutty novel. Smut is probably the last thing I should be reading right now, but it's the only thing available. And honestly, who doesn’t like smut?

He chuckled and leaned back. “Sex. Car sex, bath sex, bedroom sex. If it has to do with fucking, that’s me” He chuckled. I rolled my eyes. “I love reading,” he says, becoming serious. “All types of books. Except for romance of course, it’s too annoying. Love is annoying. I also love working out, as you can see” He says flexing his muscles. I let out a laugh. “There’s a lot I love doing in my spare time, Kendall, even though I hardly get spare time” “Why is that?”

________________________________ "Browse around." I suggest as I start picking books out for my next class. "I might take a while. There are a lot of books here." "I don't read." "Well, you can." I raise my eyebrow when I see him brooding at me from the corner. "What are you interested in? What kinds of topics?" He breathes. "How should I know?" "No hobbies or anything?" I ask, tapping my finger on the cover of a book. "What about stories, then?"

“Hey Rocky?” “Yeah?” “Other than going out, I don’t have a lot of hobbies.” I shift my eyes around the room. “What do I do when I have nothing to do?” “Let your wolf out for a run?” He says, with a hopeful tone. I roll my eyes. “Rocky.” “It was worth a shot.” He shrugs. “Read a cookbook so our mate doesn’t always have to eat junk food.” “Read a cookbook? I don’t think that’s really how it works.” I rub my fingers on my forehead, frustrated at the conversation.

Brian Sitting on a couch with my leg crossed, I sipped from the glass cup of wine held in my hands. I take another sip, waiting impatiently for Adrian, my PA personal assistant. I had called for him because I had something important to ask him to do for me. I grabbed a werewolf book with a good keyword in tht shelf, cleared the dust on it, flipped the book cover open to read. I love reading a lot, it is one of my hobbies. Reading the first page, I fell in with the characters and the settings. The author is one of my favorites authors. Even though I don't have much time to read novels because of my Alpha work, I do create leisure time to read. I flipped the second page of the book, removed my

I frown to convey my displeasure. Giving up on annoying me, he finally chooses to ask some actual productive questions, "What are your hobbies?" Now I'm caught off guard. One thing I hate more than horror movies is talking about myself. I prefer to listen most of the time, probably one of the reasons why I'm such good friends with Cassie, she does most of the talking and I do the listening and it fits. Not seeing any other way out of this one, I answer "I love reading: Romance novels, Watching: Romance movies, listening to and singing to-"

The pavilion had a small hearth, where Gia spent much of her time reading on a cosy round sofa. A few days earlier, Gia had purchased many books. Reading was one of the few activities she could do now. Her usual hobbies are going out to take photographs and breaking doctor’s orders. Though reading wasn’t her favorite pastime, she enjoyed it. When books bored her, she switched to watching movies instead. Matteo picked up a book from the stack, examining it briefly. "Do you like this one?" He held up a book with a predominantly blue cover. “Oh yes, I love that book.” Gia’s tone brightened with enthusiasm. Conversations with Matteo were usually difficult since he rarely initiated topics.

sabi niya saka inilagay ito sa tabi ko. I scanned the books. They looked interesting and it makes me wanna read them. "Next time po, sasamahan kita sa library para ikaw na po ang mamili. Maganda naman po ang mga librong yan, nabasa ko na po silang lahat." ani niya. "You're into books din pala," I commented. "Opo, 'yung mama ko po kas mahilig sa libro at nagsusulat din po siya kaya bata palang ako, nagbabasa na po ako ng mga nobela." pagkukwento niya.

I’ve always been crazy about books. Ever since I was a kid, I’d spend hours in the library, running my fingers over the covers, breathing in that old paper smell. It’s like the stories were part of me. My name is Eliza, and I run this small library in a quiet town. No one comes here much, which is fine by me. It gives me time to be alone with my books. But my love for them has turned into something more. I have this secret fetish. I dream about the characters jumping out of the pages and touching me, holding me, doing things to me that make my body heat up. It’s embarrassing to admit, but just thinking about it gets me excited. My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I

I breathed with wide eyes. Elliott's eyebrows knitted with curiosity. "Is there a problem?" "I'm actually allergic to nuts too." "Wow, looks like we have a lot of things in common pretty lady," He grinned. I stroked the cat a bit as I watched Elliot ponder his next question. "Do you like reading books?" I nodded. "I'm more into the supernatural genre. Do you read books?" Elliot shrugged. "Seems like a boring hobby. I'd rather spend time in the gym," He grinned.