Shauna Shipman X Reader Novels & Stories

NO AUDITORS ALLOWED. Xander leaned heavily against the wooden rail of the ship, his brown eyes reflecting the jagged light of the low-hanging wooden stars. The harsh orange glow that had lived under his skin for nine volumes was gone, leaving only the quiet, permanent gray map of his charcoal heart. He reached down, his calloused fingers brushing a splash of the ink-sea from the hull. It didn't stain his skin; it ran off his knuckles like pure, heavy water, leaving behind a faint scent of cedar and old library shelves.

I nod and look around. “Where is the book?” I ask. She wasn’t carrying anything when she entered the room. “I always carry it with me, you just can’t see it,” Shanna explains. She mutters a couple of strange words, holds out her hand, and a book appears and falls onto it. The cover is fine leather engraved with a vine-like design that swirls around the edges of a large picture. The picture depicts a woman standing with her arms stretched up above her head. Above her, there are stars in the sky and I swear I see one twinkle. Shanna opens to the first page and I am stunned to see a spell.

He parted her legs and indulged. *** "Aaah! Axel! God!" Shauna screamed. She could not believe the pleasure that came out of being eaten down there. It was warm and wet, sending tingles all over her abdomen. She hadn't even begun to experience what Lily's aunts said about inferno, yet she was already drowning in pleasure. Shauna wondered what "inferno" would feel like. For now, she considered this as a pre-inferno at best. Yes, she was embarrassed, but yes, it felt so damn good, she didn't care anymore! Besides, Shauna considered herself a beautiful woman and thought she was an excellent match for Axel. They were both lucky to have found each other.

The call ended but Dianne made another call. ‘Hi. This is Architect Dianne. A friend of Architect Shaun East, the author of Sex is You. I know where he is but he doesn’t look fine. May I know who manages his revenues or his emergency contact? If you are not able to provide that information to me, please forward my contact info to that individual as Architect Shaun needs help.’ ‘Thank you for calling Vans Publishing Ms. Dianne. I will forward your information to the concerned individual.’ Morning of the next day . . .

I jab in the side with my elbow and I say, oops, sorry, I did not mean to do that. I go back to my book and I continue watching Stella and Christian’s lives play out before me, I cannot believe that this is the last book in the series, I want more from Ana Huang, she is an amazing writer. When Blake is reading Twisted Lies, I will have nothing to do, so I think I will take a nap.

she read aloud. It's a book written by Collen hover and Ria has always been a fan of Collen hover. She had read almost all her books and this particular one she planned on getting after reading "It starts with us" but she wasn't able to do so because her trip to New York happened. Ria was extremely excited. She would find a way to ask her boss for it. Maybe he might borrow her. Placing the book on her chest, Ria closed her eyes in smile.

, Shiv asked h but unknowingly his heart hammering frantically inside his chest. .. How's the chapter readers? Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

Because the more she’s here… The harder it is to remember she’s the one woman I can’t have. And the only one I want. Sighing as I snap myself out of my daydream I Step into her room to look for her, a book catches my eye. Taking a seat on the chair-sofa, curiosity spikes my brain to what types of books she likes to read. I swear most times she lives in these pages more than reality. Siena has always been an avid book reader and I find it cute, I open to a tabbed page as my eyes skim over the lines. Pausing, I double skim the page before bringing my finger to point to each word like a damn child. My heart thumps when I know the words I saw were indeed not just my perverted male brain making t

"What are you reading?" "Oh, this?" She flashed the cover of her book, revealing a familiar-looking mischievous smile. The cover featured a couple lost in a passionate kiss. "I like to read romance," she said with a shrug, entirely unembarrassed. "What about you, Shana? Got any guilty pleasures in the book department?" I chuckled, feeling a shared sense of amusement. "Well, I've been more of a fantasy and adventure kind of reader." "Ah, the escapism types," she said, leaning back with a knowing smile. "Can't blame you. Real life gets too real sometimes."