Smutty Book Pages Novels & Stories

And perhaps alpha Eskaal was speaking the truth! ---------------- [Check out my smut/sex compilation book] Title: Lustful Delicacies

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The book was still pulsing in her hands and Claude knew that something was definitely up with it. Escaping to the girls’ bathroom, she found a stall and flipped open the book. Although Claude was the one opening the book, it was almost like the book was opening itself as the pages fluttered until a page was left in front of her and Claude gasped at the sight of actual words on the book for the first time. Placing her finger on the page to save it, she flipped through the book again, but the rest of the pages were empty. She opened back to the page that held words written in the most stylish cursive writing she had ever seen.

“As long as you remember why you came back.” I reached for the new bundle and unwrapped it, my excitement returning. The familiar scent of old parchment filled the air as I flipped through the worn pages. But my smile disappeared when I spotted something strange. “Ingrid…” I murmured, holding one of the books up. “This one’s also damaged again.” She leaned over, and her brows furrowed. “What?” Pages were missing yet again!. Not torn from the spine like yesterday's own, but sliced out cleanly. Precise. Intentional.

Unlock it, and the empty pages shall be filled for you to read. I stare at the words for a long time. Read them again. And again. “What does that even mean,” I mutter under my breath. Within me. Unlock it. Empty pages. I flip to the next page. Blank. The one after that. Blank. I start flipping faster now. Page after page after page, all clean, untouched, mocking me with their silence. No hidden ink. No symbols. No diagrams. Nothing. Just white paper. My grip tightens on the book until my knuckles ache.

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Crystal muttered, smiling as she was led by Angelica to sit by the nearby desk, a few steps after passing the 3rd row of shelves. Angelica placed the book down with a thud before holding the hardbound cover of the said book and flipped it open, the contents revealing printed images with words citated beside or under the photos. The pages itself seemed to be slowly darkening due to oxidation and time. The pages were fragile as if they will be torn just by a mere mistake of flipping them in an unruly way, which explains Angelica’s delicate actions.

The ache in my heart turns to butterflies in my belly. There’s a rickety stool outside the den with a book sitting on it, a paperback that’s gotten soaked and dried at least once, opened like a fan. A bookmark made of braided grass is tucked between the pages. He reads? What is he reading? My wolf can’t read. All she can do to satisfy my curiosity is sniff the pages. They smell like they’ve been dew-dampened and baked in the sunshine many, many times. She bumps it off the chair with her enthusiasm, and Justus rescues it from the ground.

“Come on, give me a hand with this while you count down the minutes.” He placed the book on the table in front of her and started explaining the process. “When a book gets wet, the pages swell, and if it’s not dried properly, it can be ruined. The key is to press it gently and use blotting paper to absorb the moisture.” Marcus demonstrated, placing sheets of blotting paper between the damp pages. Lila watched intently, her hands mirroring his as she helped with the repair. She felt a little more at ease focusing on the task. “This is interesting,” she admitted. “I didn’t realize there was so much to saving a book.”

My hand stops at the glass bubble and I avoid touching that part. There is a piece of gold string sticking out of the pages and I think it's a bookmarker. I turn to the marked page first. I'm curious to know what spell or enchantment was looked at last. The pages of the book are shiny and thicker than a normal page. It has a silver kind of tinge to them. I begin to examine the page that is marked with the gold string. It has a diagram of what looks to be the sun and all the planets around it.