Smuttiest Book Quotes Novels & Stories

Noah says and after further thinking, he adds, “with lots of smut scenes.” I clear my throat in shock. I never thought I would see a guy come in here to buy a book with lots of smut scenes for a female friend. It seems so intrusive. “Right this way.” I say to him, moving down to the last row of books. “You can choose anyone from here. Legend has it that they all fit into the category of books you might be looking for.” I say with a small smile. He nods politely and picks out a book from the shelf randomly flipping through the pages.

Grace’s messages were odd… She nods. “Yes, I was on this site Mia recommended, it had all sorts of book recommendations, I checked the library, but it didn’t have the book. Mia showed me a website where I could buy the book and read on the tablet you got me.” she smiles widely. Then her face turns red. Is she blushing? “The book I was reading had a lot of those scenes. Mia told me they call those smut books. I didn’t understand a lot of the references. Like do you like it when a girl just thrusts her finger up your bum when you are getting a blowjob?” Grace asks. The woman by the next table head twists to us in horror. I look at my fiancée, I don’t know whether to scold her for saying that i

“Unilag’s been choking the life out of me. Lectures bleeding into nights, group projects that go nowhere, the constant noise in my head. I couldn’t take it anymore. Came here to let the lagoon do its thing. Chill. Smoke. Forget the rest for a while.” We fell into it easily, words weaving between us like the smoke that soon followed. She spoke of dodging deadlines and professors who treated students like machines, her laughter breaking through when she described sneaking off campus mid-afternoon, heart pounding like she’d robbed a bank. I told her about the soul-sucking reports, the way time stretched thin under fluorescent lights. The blunt she pulled from her bag changed hands without cerem

"Disgusting, lousy female lead who's promiscuous and has questionable morals. The author must be sick in the mind, what trashy content… This comment is too long, but the insults and prejudices in this comment clearly come from some feudalistic mindset." The author remarked, "Wow, turns out that women who are obsessed over traditional women's virtues follow my book, too. You hate my book so much and are disgusted by it, yet you continue reading it. Just say out loud that you love me, don't try to hide it or cover it up with hatred. That'll only make my heart break. Your love for me is so irrepressible." Just then, the author saw another comment that read, [Just reading through your comments g

Chapter 47 Esmeralda Russia was beautiful. I was yet to learn the language and I would. "Can we go the other side please, handsome please?" I begged Brian and he glared at me. "Just this side and we're fucking done here, si?" I nodded, and we walked to the other rack. It was a book rack. I grabbed a book and my eyes widened seeing what it was for. A smut book. "Didn't know you loved to read these." Brian said, a smile on his lips.

She looked down guilty and I dismissed her from my site. I closed my eyes, the itching spreading like wildfire, my mind echoing with the book's silent laughter. I sat frozen long after my father had left the room. The Alpha's words lingered in the air like smoke that refused to dissipate. A forbidden book. Do not touch it. It will consume you.

"No women ever shot her man while he was doing dishes." ~ Author unknown. - "Everyday. I couldn't be happy if I didn't see him everyday. He is absolutely necessary to me." Lucia read a quote from The picture of Dorian Gray. She vaguely smiled, this book meant so much to her. It was the book she once shared with him, a book that later hurt her because of the character he had compared her to but she loved it now. There was not a day she didn't read it, not a day she didn't read one quote from the book to keep herself going.

I just listened to him grumble long and short about the questions being too difficult and saying he was giving up and going on strike from studying. "Read this book. You will find lots of positive quotes that will revive your spirits." "Huh, you know I hate reading books without pictures!" he replied irritably. "Just read first. This is a light but very useful book. People who are stupider than you will like it." "Hey, you call me stupid?" At that time I just laughed and he then held me in his arms, until we ended up doing sumo on the carpet on the floor of my room and ended up panting because we were tired of wrestling and laughing.

She murmered almost bitterly. "I dunno they say girls who read books are closet freaks something to do with their imagination." I smirked. "Aunt Casey is a bookish shy woman, but according to Aunt Daphne, she'll read a dirty book in seconds, and she is mated to Uncle Adam, which you know speak volumes in the kink department" I chuckled. "Ewww gross Rori." Sage whined. "I know." I shuddered. "But the point is I guess never judge a book by its cover." I added laughing as Sage went pink.

Why am I trapped in a life that, the majority of the time, makes me wish I was fucking dead? “Well, if you’re gonna be working here, there’s no more of that shit. You’re too pretty for them streets, Savage. And I’ll let you in on a little secret…” He leans across his desk and motions with his finger for me to lean in. When I do, he speaks softly but with a raspy voice that is brimming with mischief. “When we entered this room, did you notice the guards stationed at the door at the end of the hall? "Yes, they're kind of fucking difficult to miss." The alcohol causes filth to spill from my lips, and my ability to be polite appears to have vanished. "What exactly are you running back there?"