Witchy Bookworms Stuff Your Kindle Novels & Stories

"I can think of a few Elixirs to make with them." "No way!" Four put the seeds away quickly. "They are mine you greedy girl. In fact, I am going to plant them now." Four excused himself and scampered away quickly. "Hehe, that was interesting." Ren chuckled and looked at Two. "Alright show me your work." "Right." Two pulled out some things from a regular storage pouch, two rolled-up pieces of paper, and a handwritten book. "This is all I was able to learn." Regular Storage Pouch was able to store everything. But due to it not specially designed for certain things, deterioration happens faster to most items.

Her head rested on my shoulder, fingers tickling my arms. “Was it a naughty book? Like Karama Sutra stuff about sexual positions?” Biting my lip, I shook my head, for fear I would give myself away. The book was most helpful during my rut. I could hit delightful places with my ‘cock’ and my entire shaft was grateful for it as well. My dragon forced me to read it."

I recalled last night's incident, and my heart sank thinking about Abigail monitoring me. "Audrey? Well, she's our resident bookworm. Miss Smarty-pants went to class, and then she's going to read at the library," Elodie scoffed, as though being concerned about school was too much to ask. "Aren't you the resident bookworm?" I tilted my head to the side, watching as she flipped another page. "Nah, love, I am a bookwolf, a book-devourer, a book black hole. 'Worm' is a bit too small a creature to refer to me." She said it with that serious, philosophical expression that always made me laugh.

Just beyond her hazel eyes, I could see her wolf beneath, pacing in her mind, looking for an escape. “Your right.” I agree, following in Estelle’s wake as we head for the stacks of books. “Where do we start?” Lucille, hot on my heels, picks a book from a nearby shelf, opening it to the title page, Windigos and their uses. “The witches grimoire is this way.” Estelle called, ushering us to follow. She led us to the far end of the library, which seemed even more light and open, if that was even possible.

she said as they both reached for some homemade cookies Wanda had brought with her. "I would love to peruse your histories at some point if that is acceptable," the elf said, rubbing his hands together as if he talked about treasure rather than books. Then again, Rhychard assumed to a Lore Master Apprentice, books were a type of treasure. Tansy nodded. "You're welcome here anytime." Famallumi reacted like a child on Christmas morning. Rhychard just shook his head. The other witches, Alex Barrister and Kayla Lewell, were seated against a wall of shelves, both sipping a glass of wine and whispering to each other in melancholy tones. Their faces showed the loss their hearts felt.

The transition from "Ascended Monarchs" to "starving shifters" happened remarkably fast. For hours, we were buried in vellum and leather. We moved through stacks of ancient scrolls, but it seemed the Great Library of the Queens had a sense of humor—or a very mundane side. We found "The Little Dragon Who Lost His Spark," a three-volume set on the proper way to tax wool in the fourteenth century, and a surprisingly aggressive book on the ethics of herbalism.

I walked over to the children's books area, I was thankful no one was around as I sat down in a beanbag after grabbing a few books to read. "Ella, stop slouching around and get to work" my manager yells at me, there was no one in the shop while I was sitting around here. I looked up to see a woman standing next to the register, I huffed angrily and put the book away before walking over to the nice looking lady. "Hi ma'am, how may I help you?" I ask the woman, she was only about five feet tall, with brown long hair and brown eyes. "Hello, I'm here for the new werewolf story" she says looking at me, I tried my best to hide under my own overgrown bangs.

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

The lady said typing away at the computer. Jade walked to the back wall, scanning the books, she found a book called ‘The Forgotten Sorrows.’ She planted herself on the floor and started to read into it. It didn’t detail too much into the whole history before the witch burnings, but when it started in on the witch burnings, it turned brutal.

Jake walked to the bed and sat on it, taking Ryder's laptop on his lap to see what his cute Ry was trying to do this time. However, unlike other times, instead of photos or DIY videos, what Jake saw on the screen were tens of books with blinding titles and NSFW covers. Reading the summaries burned his eyes. Jake froze, not knowing how to react. What is this? What happened to the fantasy books she used to read? Is this a new hobby? So she's not that innocent? I mean... I knew a lot of girls read books of these kinds, but I never thought that Ryder... my Ry...