Trashy Town Book Novels & Stories

“Thank you, sir. I’m Amerie. Your shop is lovely. Do you have any books or old maps of the surrounding area? I’d love to learn more about my new home.” “Ah, of course. Down the third aisle toward the end you’ll find one book by Caneen alongside some old maps.” He pointed at the aisle. Amerie thanked him and went to the book and maps. She took a bite of the chocolate pastry as she glanced at the shelves. As she walked down the aisle, she noticed small wolves carved into the columns of the bookshelves. The book Tom had mentioned seemed old yet not very worn. The front cover was black with a golden paw print, and the author’s name was in green at the top. The spine of the book read “The Town of

I find myself sitting upright , listening intently to what was beginning to unfold. “ As I cried , I felt this magnificent power shoot through me. It was scary as I saw a flower shooting up from the pot plant of soil that laid barren on our balcony for so many days. I remember rushing to your father , waking him from his sleep to tell him what happened. As days went by , your father and I stayed busy at the library , finding any information that could explain what had been happening. Eventually , we stumbled on to the truth – I am a witch Rosemary , my parents must have been a witch and wizard.” I listen to her , flabbergasted. Witches are said to be evil and vile creatures , but here she is

“Hi I’m Shelby Cage I’m from this small town. I’m studying to be a nurse! It’s very nice to meet you guys” Talking to them was easy, they made me feel comfortable. I learned Jordy has missed a chunk of this season because his dad is sick and the prognosis isn’t good. His story makes me want to cry and hug him. Evan and Cody went to grab us drinks. There company is making me forget Ricky and his baggage. “Hey sorry I abandoned you my brother is being a hand full. He swung at Ian and it’s just a whole mess” Ellie is in tears when she reaches our table. I hug her and let her cry into my shoulder.

We had found Volume III. Mains tore it from my hands, sitting in his armchair and reading the words to me aloud. I sat on his chesterfield, pulling my legs up to my chin as I soaked in the words that rang out from his lips. They told a harrowing tale of destruction, of fires raging against the town and casualties of citizens and warriors alike. It all led to a battle, where a Blood Alpha, flanked by ravenous rogues, terrorized the town.

The books fell, one after another, with soft thuds. *** (Lyka) "I miss this, I miss this town." Lyka said as they reached Coven Groves, Illinois. The town was secluded, away from noise and pollution and everything else. It was a tiny place, and once the place was full of only witches and wizards with powerful magick. And then they had died, and their magick mostly died along until only very few remained. The town was full of tall, jade trees, small shops and ancient buildings. It was beautiful, it was peaceful, and the peace was going to be disrupted, soon. It made her angry, angry at the bastard who wanted death and destruction.

They say if you share the same name as a character in a trashy novel, you're doomed. I used to think that was a joke. It wasn't. One minute, I was sitting in my air-conditioned apartment, holding a pair of chopsticks, eating beef brisket. Blink. The AC vanishes. The smell of beef is replaced by sulfur, rot, and dust. My butt hits jagged concrete. My apartment is gone. I'm sitting in a ruined city under a dead grey sky.

Sam cringed and put her hand over her belly while Meredith and Ellie laughed. "Ok, point taken, time to head out." Ellie agreed as she followed Meredith out the door and locked it behind her. The town was nestled next to campus and had the feel of an early European village. Stone buildings were built around the spattering of trees. Dirt roads wound through the buildings and were laid out in a grid-like pattern, every road was lined with early century wrought iron light posts, sending a soft glow over the roads and walkways. Most of the visitors to the town were walking through the streets, very few cars were seen on the roads. It was still early enough in the afternoon that the lamp posts ha

So I basically try to avoid her but still be polite. .............................................................................. After school, I took a bus to town and made my way to a regular bookshop I sometimes visited I walked in to see the shopkeeper "Hy Jonathan" I greeted the old shopkeeper "Why, isn't that Jessica, my favorite bookworm" Mr Jonathan answered friendly Mr Jonathan owned an old library in town that I loved to visit... It had an ancient feeling to it like from the medeval ages "Haha... Very funny... Anything new" I asked as I searched the bookshelves for anything new

FROSTBOUND; A JACK FROST EROTICA RETELLING BOOK 1 Intro: Eirlys Virelle has lived her entire life untouched by warmth not just in body but in existence. All her life she’s always been the unnoticed nerdy girl, now tucked away in a quiet town as a reclusive bookstore owner where nothing ever happens and no one ever really stays or cares. She’s convinced she’ll die alone, living a lonely life with just her and her cat!

Leaning down, he sucked one into his mouth, teeth grazing the peak, tongue lashing it wet and relentless. Joan moaned, arching into him, her hands fumbling with his shirt buttons. She shoved it open, nails raking down his chiseled chest, tracing the scars from old fights, marks that made him real, not just a legend. His abs flexed under her touch, leading down to the V of his hips. She cupped his bulge, feeling the thick length strain against his trousers. "So hard for the enemy's daughter. Bet you've jerked off thinking about this pussy."