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He said whether sinister smile and I feel my cheeks become a tomato red like I’m giving a competition to a rose flower. We didn’t speak as he is enjoying my coffee and he offered sometimes to take a few sips but I denied. After few minutes of comfortable silence he again said. “Why you always read these kind of books and that too romantic novel….GOD, I hate romantic novels they are too clingy to read.” he made a disgusting face by looking at my rated novel. I smile looking at him making different faces and replied.

Looks like I've learned another lesson to the saying; don't judge the book by its title. Even with the flaw in my codename, The Seven Sins of Underground Society sounds great and is not horrible to listen to. It's amusing to consider that whoever it was that I had attempted to drive away at the time would still be my buddies. There's nothing wrong with being weird; they might even be weirdos. My pals could even infect me without my knowledge. Nice ... I can call one of my pals.

The idea itself reminded me of a famous quote we say when looking at a book. ‘Never judge a book by its cover’ The cover could look like trash, making you believe that it had the worst content. However, once you give it a chance, you might find that it was the best book you’ve ever read, and vice versa. I looked at my wife whose eyes met mine and I gave her a quick nod, it was faint, and quick. But I knew that she saw it. “See you in the final level, everyone!”

Author's Quote: "sometimes all you need to do is just sit back and watch" Well hello!!!!! there people hope the book keeps you interested. Sarah First day of uni and I'm all set like I'm going to war zone... Chill I'm just going to nail it. Nail it?? Nail what? Like nail the real nail or just that.

Before I could even think of closing my mouth the correction poured out of me. “Perfect,” I corrected. His eyebrows flew up at me as if asking me a question. His face was a mixture of curiosity, and annoyance. “The quote. It’s “The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain,” I said, looking back into his dangerous eyes, “I’ve read this book more times then I can count.” “Is that so? I like my version better,” he said. “You like your version even though your version is wrong?” I said, giving him a mocking smile, "That sounds like something a typical man would say."

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

"Dear God, I don't know if you have been warned, but your name is in several quotes in this book. We, the crazy humans, write, and all the people you made in your image continue to believe that this garbage is real "he recited in a melancholic and soft tone, looking down, focused on the fingers that played the guitar. "Well, I know that nothing in the holy book is true, and so are you, dear God. So, I must say, I don't believe in you, God.”

He flips through the pages with a skeptical eyebrow. “Cliché number one,” he mutters. “Rain-slicked streets. Cliché number two, ‘Her scent reminded me of regret and cigarettes.’” He closes it with a snap. “You can do better.” “And here I thought you were going to defend your people.” “What, FBI agents with tortured souls?” “Exactly.” His mouth curves with half amusement, half something else. He reaches into the stack beside us, pulls out a paperback with a battered spine. “Here. Try this instead. And I quit remember? My soul is smooth as glass.”

Marco asked, and they all turned to me. Oh! Freaking goodness me! These people were out for my life and they definitely will be getting it. I cast them a glance, clearing my throat in the air. “Oh… I… it’s about the book I read in the library. It’s really… really interesting and…” “And erotic.” Vera completed with an arched brow, and I pressed my lips into a thin line, nodding my head gently. “I would love to try it.” Imani squealed beside me while I just forced out a smile.

Lots of smut. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had a book convo,” I said. “Have you read anything noteworthy?” Chance whispered. As if we were sharing secrets. “I’ve been so busy. My latest read is an omegaverse,” I whispered back. “Mm.. there’s a lot of smut in those,” he teased. “There is,” I said. “Did I not give you enough last night?” he gasped. My step faltered, and I inhaled sharply.