Silviana arched an eyebrow and sat down to open a large leather bound book.

Not leather bound, it clearly wasn't part of the library downstairs.

He took a leather bound book from his drawer, opened it, and wrote out a bank draft.

The book she handed him was well-made, leather bound and solid.

He sat there every night, with a leather bound book in front of him, husbanding his single glass of wine.

He tapped the leather bound book in front of him.

On the top shelf lay David's leather bound journal.

Inside rested a thin leather bound book, its engraved cover cracked with age.

Strange leather bound books supposedly written by a woman everyone believed dead!

This is also called full-bound or, simply, leather bound.