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The stores pass by in a blur and the silence in the car is comfortable. My legs are bouncing up and down at different speeds and I’m buzzing with excitement. I’m humming to myself and feel like I’ve slammed eight shots of espresso. The only thoughts on my mind are the stacks of books in the back seat. They call to me. I can almost hear them whispering to me, begging me to read them. One of them particularly calls to me. It’s called The Alpha’s Good Girl and do I need to say anymore about it? The title speaks for itself, but the blurb reached into my soul and I need the pain and pleasure I know it will deliver. The sun is setting and I don’t even question it as I reach down and pinch myself.

She won’t remember most of the conversation we are having. “Do you like reading?” She asks, taking another gulp. Her cheeks are flushed from the alcohol. “Yes.” “What do you read?" “Mostly science fiction. Sometimes non fiction too." "When do you find time?" "Before sleep. If I am not too tired...” “How long is your TBR list?” “TBR list?” She rolls her eyes. “To Be Read list?” I laugh. “What’s up with the fucking abbreviations in your generation…” “Abbreviations save time, Old Man! And don’t change the topic,” she rebukes me, taking one more sip, only to realize her glass is empty.

The books on the shelf were neatly arranged but the frayed edges and the little tears on the bottom of most of the books gave out that they’d been read a couple times. Adrian didn't particularly strike me as someone who would love to read but I guess you can't always judge a person by their outward appearance. I traced my fingers along the spines, the titles ranging widely from classic literature, to mindset guides then to business strategy books. One title in particular caught my eye and I pulled it out : Good to Great by Jim Collins. I flipped through the pages not so sure of what I was looking for, because I wasn't interested in reading the book at the time, but it was an appropriate dist

I need to take time. I remember the small room I entered last time. I slowly opened the door and turned on the lampshade. The books on the table were still scattered. I tried to look and read each one of them. These are all interesting books. Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer, The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli, The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, and a lot more. I tried to find something that might help me, but I found nothing.

Now, they were mocking. The difference was astonishing. "Enough, let's stop talking about this already. Let's go to the bookstore." Caroline took out her phone. "Before coming out, I had Kirk send me a list of books. They're all about management." Gwen took a glance at the list. Most of the books were in a foreign language. She couldn't understand any of it, but she admired Caroline a lot for it. "This list of books must have taken a lot of effort on Kirk's part," Gwen said.

Still, he wouldn’t leave her alone because of his selfish reasons. Tanya shook her head at herself as she wondered why she still had his number saved anyway. She disconnected the call as it started ringing again and blocked it. Then she promptly opened an app on her phone. She smiled as she clicked on the book titled, Tangled Desires. “Now, where were we?” she said with a smile as she delved into the book she had been reading for a week now. “How can people write this well?” she thought over an hour later as she wiped the tears that had trailed down her face.

"I'm done with the letter." Chiara nodded her head and continued working on her laptop. Xavier glanced around the room, not sure of what to do. He had checked the laptop for incriminating information, but all he saw was games and songs, there was no file on the laptop and the browser history was clear, absolutely nothing. He stared at the bookcase in the room, it was filled with different business and marketing books, he wondered if she actually read them. A book caught his eyes and he looked closer at it, it was titled 'Expressions and Emotions: How to understand them'. He read the title on the spine again, to be sure he had not imagined it, it was correct. 'Why would she read something lik

he shrugged, stepping closer. "A little? You have at least thirty books on that shelf." His lips twitched with a smile. "Thirty five," "Oh my god! I can't believe this. I thought you'd be like a forty eight laws of power kind of man. Or Atomic Habits. You're reading Harlequin and Silhouette desires!" I gaped.

* Here is a step by step way of reading those books: 1. Open https://www.goodnovel.com/ on your browser and login into your account. 2. Search for Agatha Rose or those titles — i.e. “Agatha Rose Pulling Off The Impossible” 3. Add the book you would like to read to your Library. 4. Re-open your GoodNovel Application on your device. 5. The books you have added should be in your Application Library. Have a grand day ahead! Yours truly, A.R.

I smirk as she gives me a gentle nudge and lies her head down on my chest and enters the card details onto the device. I run my hands through her hair as she scrolls through books for over half an hour, occasionally she'll stop on one and talk to me about it. She doesn't look up at me, but she knows I'm listening, and I am. I'm completely engrossed in hearing her talk about books she's forgotten that she loves, ones she's always wanted to read and ones she thinks I'll like. For her, recommending a book seems kind of like the equivalent of being made a mix tape. I'll check through the receipt when it gets emailed to me, maybe I'll give one or two of her recommendations a go. Or I'll read one