Smutty Booktok Books Novels & Stories

“That empires don’t fall from the outside. They rot from within.” The doors slid open. Zariah didn’t wait for him to step forward, she slipped out first, every movement precise. But his words stayed with her, echoing louder than the sound of her own footsteps. Inside. The betrayal wasn’t just circling her. It was in her walls, her blood, her closest circle. And she had a sinking suspicion of exactly where to look. Damian’s POV Damian hated secrets. Not because he couldn’t keep them, he could, better than anyone. But because they had a way of bleeding into everything, staining trust, staining love, until nothing pure remained.

Sometimes we go to a book club which we both love. “Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover.” “Oh my God. I love that book. It made me cry.” “Yeah I know. It’s the third time I’m reading it.” I put some laughing emojis on the message. “What are you reading?” I ask her. “Things We Left Behind. Lucy Score.” She has placed heart emojis and book emojis at the end of her message. “Oh wow. I love that book. I’ve read the two after it. You need to get them.” I tell her, noticing that a smile is on my face as I lay here in the dark.

I say, hoping it helps. “We need to figure out which books to order. It’s pointless building it if it’s going to be empty,” Jax laughs. I nod in agreement, though most of her books seem to be pure smut based on the covers and her social media. I wouldn’t know for sure since I haven’t tried reading them.

GOOD TO HAVE EVERYONE READING MY FIRST SMUT BOOK, AND I LIKE THE OUTCOME SO FAR AND I WON'T BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU GUYS SUPPORT. WE ARE DIVING INTO THE SECOND PART OF THIS BOOK SO LET'S DO WELL TO SPRINKLE MORE HOLY WATER AND GRAB A POPCORN ALONG SIDE! DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT ALWAYS AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THIS STORY. PLEASE RATE IT FIVE STAR AND SHARE WITH YOUR FRIENDS SO I CAN BE HAPPY TO UPDATE REGULARLY. Kisses.

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?

She smiles when something works out for somebody else. She cries when a character dies she’s reading about, and she loves those sex books she calls smut. That’s why she had ordered a lot with Steph before she disappeared. “You know what? I have an idea,” I say and pull up something on my phone from when she ordered things through the app. I notice one of her favorite authors is there on the list, and I decide I know what to get her. I can’t help but smile. I think I will try to do it differently.

… [3 days later] “Recently, The Pattinson Publication launched their first book publishing app along with 30 exclusive books. Among all of those, the book that gained everyone’s attention is named ‘Fragrance of LOVE’ by Tuberose. So far 100k ebook copies have been sold. The Publication has removed the book from the app and it’s only available for ebook and paperback.

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

“Fuck, Mia… you’re killing me here. I wish I was there with you.” “Then tell me what you’d do to me,” I murmured, slipping my hand inside my panties. My fingers found my pussy already soaked, slick folds swollen and ready. I gasped softly as I circled my clit, the sensitive nub pulsing under my touch. “Tell me how you’d bend me over this bed and fuck me hard. I need it, baby. I’m so empty without you.”

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