Teenage Book Lovers Novels & Stories

My brothers had always been there, Nana was there, Gelo and Mila were my partners, and these people in my school are friends I should cherish because they did not let me down. During weekends, Gelo would call my name from the outside of our house. We walked together to the lake and place a blanket near it. We will both read books for hours, sometimes giving comments while reading. I had dreamt of this before. A book date with someone I treasure the most. “You made me a reader. Though I still like watching movies and series, this hobby of reading is pulling me to it. There’s something with written words that I adore.”

I look around the room and smile when I see Annie and Gwen sitting next to each other, Annie's arm wrapped around Gwen's shoulder. "So nice of you to join us." Dawn says, smiling at us. "And to bring new members!" she adds, smiling warmly at our girls. "You do know what the book is about this time, right boys?" Gwen teases. "Yes, we know." I say. "Do we get new bookmarks? I don't want to use the pink 'Smut slut' one anymore." Ev says. The ladies all giggle and Julie stands, handing a new bookmark to each of us.

she says, excited. “What do you have me reading,” I say, stunned. I mean after the times I’ve had with both Parker and Rafe nothing should shock me. But she’s 14! They actually put this stuff in books?? At 14 I was nowhere close to having extremely intimate thoughts about males! “I told you! It's called, “Love Under The Moon.” I’ve read it like four times, soo soo good,” she swoons. I gape at her, not sure what to think.

I’ve always been crazy about books. Ever since I was a kid, I’d spend hours in the library, running my fingers over the covers, breathing in that old paper smell. It’s like the stories were part of me. My name is Eliza, and I run this small library in a quiet town. No one comes here much, which is fine by me. It gives me time to be alone with my books. But my love for them has turned into something more. I have this secret fetish. I dream about the characters jumping out of the pages and touching me, holding me, doing things to me that make my body heat up. It’s embarrassing to admit, but just thinking about it gets me excited. My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I

(Lancelot’s POV) The novel “The Love of My Life” is a story best suited for teenagers. That being said, some of the topics discussed in the novel weights heavily on romance compared to other elements, world building included. Because of that, the scale between the love interests’ life stories and others’ life stories tipped unfairly to the love interests’ side. Not like I have any problem with it when I read it. Because, I’ve read somewhere before that other than fantasy books with hellishly long storyline and particular world building, books which was written to suit the romance genre shouldn’t depict too much of characters’ other than the main characters’ life.

I gaped at him. “You read her books!” “Read! I love them so much!” “Really?” Liam smiled like he had struck gold. “What’s your favourite?” “All! But I enjoyed the Pink Hearts and Sunshine series more. Daren and Phoebe’s love story is my favourite, but Cain and Debra are my favourite characters. And also The Malcolm Ladies series. I’ve read just the first book and fell in love.” I ranted, and the way he stared at me, listening to my words with rapt attention, warmed my heart. It’s been too long since I’ve had a book buddy, and Liam was reminding me how nice it was to discuss a book with others who loved it also.

Joe's ears suddenly caught up with some gist from the back seat. The conversation seemed to be because of him. The students through their words were wondering why no action was taken based on Joe's last action. Joe gave a loud hiss in class and flip through the pages of the book that sat in front of him, even though he knew nothing that was written in the book, he tried to find it interesting. "Bang!!!" the class door opened and four students barged in. There was noise all over the class as the appearance of these students had caused the commotion. They called them the "B5" that's because they are five squads.

Bridget laughed evilly, clearly enjoying what was happening to her poor friend. "I bet she'd have kiss marks all over," Ivy added more to the naughty discussion. Ivy and Bridget giggled at the thought, they really had the wildest imagination of all. This was probably due to the fact that these two were both fans of Love Love Me: Intense Romance, a popular novel site where handsome, possessive characters usually had a deep and intense love for their beloved and caged them with their undying love for the other through intense physical activities. Definitely, they were intended for adult audiences. "I'm just worried they'd fight because of us," Dianne, the most rational among the group, looked

Eden’s Point of View In most absolute relationships, a man, or a lover, claiming you as ‘mine’ is usually termed ‘romantic’ or ‘hot’ I wasn’t really into romantic books or novels as an adult, but when I was a teenager, I used to be in an online group, filled with fans obsessed with men being possessive and obsessive over their women. That was where I learned the term ‘book boyfriend’ and most delusional teenagers would even claim the most possessive book boyfriend and make try to make their boyfriend like them, or even fantasize about their book boyfriends and not find any man romantically enough for them.

It was more for Kendra's sake, but Demitri would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy an excuse to spend more time with his friends. Every Friday after school, Kendra, Steve, and Kyle would join them for book club. They each took turns picking the book, but as usual Becca and Demitri were the only two that actually cared. While they had written summaries and detailed notes about the book, the others brought blank paper most the time so they could catch just enough facts to make it seem like they read it.