Sweet Home Libraries Novels & Stories

I got you before so I'll get you again. Zack's Pov. That woman is annoying. Why did she come back here? We are here at the bar today with my friends. Many women seduce me but I don't budge. I won't shoot women until I've finished what I'm doing to Angel as if my monkey friends dare. "Dude what's up with the sweetness prank of a ZACK ERVIN, does it work?" crazy question of Zyrone. "Of course. Because we know that woman really likes me hahaha," I replied proudly to them.

Omg! I'm sorry about the tittle Gary, but it just tickled my fingers to write it down... Gary: Right... mehh...I'm good . . . . I got to the hotel room stated on the keycard after a quick stop at the drugstore for condoms. Damn this sugar thing might have its perks, after all, no wonder all the babies are happy. Shit! I really must be in and out of this thing. I really don't want to get too comfortable and get sucked into this lifestyle.

There was work that needed to be done. - Sarah's eyes opened. Lifting her head, she saw that she had fallen asleep in the library, the early light of day streaming through the skylight up above. Wiping a string of drool from her chin, she picked up the spellbook she had been studying, casually wiping away the stains she had left in it. Scratching at the newly healed skin of her belly, she walked over to the safe on the wall, curious to see if the deed had been done. The combination was only known to a select few in the Society, the treasure within beyond the mere concept of money.

Trigger Warning: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, consensual sex, dirty talks, and adult themes. Intended for readers 18+ only. Desire doesn't look the same for everyone, and this collection celebrates every intoxicating form it takes. From stolen touches that linger too long, to late-night fantasies that refuse to stay quiet, Naughty Dripping Desires is an unapologetically sensual erotica collection filled with passion, power, and irresistible tension.

The truth is, I had discovered something far more intoxicating than any holiday cheer: reading. I found comfort in the library, the one place that could protect me from my spiraling thoughts. It was a grand room—wooden shelves towering high, filled with books that whispered secrets of the past. The smell of old parchment drifted around me, blending with a floral scent—a hint of lilacs, maybe. It was a peaceful sanctuary, the perfect escape from the noise of my friends' laughter and my own confusing emotions.

Like a warm breeze on a cold fall night. My breathing is uneven. Alpha Hughes doesn't notice it and he stays close to me. My mind drifts elsewhere. ** dream**I stare up at him. "What are you doing?" I smile. "Well, love, I thought you might like it if I installed a library in the pack house." My smile enlarges. I love reading more than anything in the world. Other than my mate of course. "Oh my... It's beautiful." I awe.

"Can't sleep." We chose to stay the hideous part of the library. Honey loves to read novels. She's always lively whenever she finishes a book but she gets really sick and sleepy just by looking at academic papers. She loves the library not because of the academic books but because of the novels. She always want to stay here just so she can read the books in here. I didn't know that novels can be seen in thhe library until Honey showed me the shelf. "God! I wanna take your side but whatever girl," she sighed.

POV: Mira The library felt like it belonged to another world—a sanctuary untouched by the chaos that had engulfed Newhaven. Dust floated lazily through shafts of sunlight filtering in from cracked stained-glass windows, casting fragmented rainbows onto rows of ancient shelves. The air was rich with the scent of aged paper and leather, a comforting contrast to the acrid smoke that haunted the streets outside.

The quiet librarian? The proxy bride? The girl who bleached her soul to save a library?