Xoxo Book Novels & Stories

Suddenly I saw the edge of a book or something that looks like a book under the bed. I immediately squatted down and pulled it out. It was a huge book that had the inscription 'Year book for Crowns middle school.' I became at alert, this was definitely something that would be useful to me. I flipped through the pages in haste, trying to look for the A section. Andrews, that was exactly what I was looking for. I couldn't find Hawk Andrews, but Xander J Andrews was written boldly on an half page, with the picture of a toothless baby Xander.

“But , but I am not slee – “ I am disturbed as my mouth opens up and releases a deep yawn. I hear his angelic voice chuckle , his chest vibrating. “I will wake you up when we get to your father’s kingdom…” I feel the warmth of his chest engulf me in a space of peace and absolute comfort – with in no time I felt my eyes shut softly , and I started to love deeper and deeper into a slumber while listening to the gentle beats of Xavier’s heart. Alexander’s Pov

She said… “So what you’re trying to say is this book will guide Stephen and Jessica in what they’ll soon face?” Ameliah asked and Zelda nodded… “Ameliah, I know you must have read the part where a vampire and a werewolf fell in love and gave birth to a very powerful boy called Xavier right?” Zelda asked and Ameliah nodded in approval… “Well that place is true and that person is still alive and kicking.” Zelda said and Ameliah looked at her in confusion…

Xavier said to me, I immediately shushed myself and focused my attention on him. “Don’t play around with him, he’s a lazy ass,” Xavier said, I nodded. It was cool seeing him so pissed off like he was. “Can we go?” He asked and I nodded, I picked up the book and my cellphone. We immediately headed out of the office and walked into the elevator. Xavier looked worked up and I decided to pip at a notification that had popped up on my screen, it was from Lizzo.

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"Are you asking about our shared interests or what keeps us in bed together?" Rena nearly chokes on the piece of bread she just bit into. I smirk. Xavier’s expression remains unreadable. "You can start with interests." "Books," Rena blurts out, clearing her throat quickly, as if she needs to physically push down her embarrassment. "We both love books." Xavier actually laughs. A short, amused sound, but a laugh nonetheless. "Books?" His eyes flick between us. "Armani, you? Since when do you love books?"

“Just answer the question. Is she his fated mate or did he take her as a chosen one?” “Fated not that I see why it’s relevant.” The tone of his voice told me just how disinterested he was. The only things that ever caught my son’s attention were women, alcohol and fast cars. “And you’re sure” Xander nodded growing frustrated. “Then we have found our wolf. I found this book in amongst Ravens things when I returned. She had bookmarked this particular page.” I threw the book towards Xander who opened it to the marked page and began to read aloud.

They were disappointed by the unexpected turn of events, and their desires remained unsatisfied. A crewman approached Xavier, gently extending a book that the mysterious author had borrowed the night before. Xavier's interest was immediately sparked as he opened the book, his gaze drawn directly to a marked page that held a surprise. As his gaze settled on the paper, Xavier was overcome with awe. At the very beginning of the specified page, there was a note written by the enigmatic author himself. It was a private message, intended just for Xavier, a reader who adored the author's work.

If my handjob sucked, then I had to make it better, learn the best way to treat a cock, and whip him up with something he’ll never forget. “Noah”—his moans played in my head as I searched the shelf for something helpful. [The Faith of the Dragon Lair] [How to kill a dragon] [The Art of Fireflies] [An Omega’s Journal] My finger paused at the last book, “An Omega’s Journal.” It sounded intriguing and also felt like it was written from experience. I pulled the book out of the shelf, dusting it off and removing the particles in search of the author’s name. No name, no copyright claims… Who would leave something this private in a library?

I glance down at the small hand still holding mine. How do you explain something like this to a child? None of it belongs in the world of an eight-year-old girl. My eyes hand on the book sitting on the bedside table and i slowly reach for it. The cover shows a colorful illustration of a little fox standing in a forest. I open it absentmindedly, flipping through the pages as I try to think. Iris watches me patiently. Finally, I sigh softly and close the book halfway, then I look back at her.