100 Books Read Lifetime Novels & Stories

Without it, I would never, ever fall for an uneducated douche like him. Okay, maybe he was educated. He did say he reads books. I’d actually looked up that book he mentioned – Battlefield of the Gods. It was massive, over seven hundred pages of heavy and complicated shit. At least, that's what I gathered from the few pages on an online library. Bless the 21st century – I didn't even have to go to a physical library anymore; I could hoard knowledge from the comfort of my own bed.

She turned to Noah as he sat cramping himself in the devan avoiding her gaze. “I’ll gladly read this,” she said. “Next time let's read some more.” “Really?” Noah exclaimed, almost jumping off his seat. Ophelia nodded with a smile. “Next time,” Noah said with excitement. “I’ll take you to the library. We have got like a thousand different books. My goal is to finish reading them all before I become an adult.” “Are you close to accomplishing it?” Ophelia asked, tilting her head. “No,” Noah said, his voice sounding like defeat. “I barely read 10 books. Most are too difficult for me to understand.”

My hands skimmed the books stacked in the book shelves, and time ticked by painfully slow as I took Alpha Nolan's younger brother's advice and stayed inside the room. It had been over two hours since I slept and woke up on the white and gold bed, so I decided to take a look at all the books that were in the book shelves. The writing on the spines were mostly fading away, gathering dust as they had no use for the people who lived here. I admired some of the old classics and new books as my eyes wandered over every title. I had gathered a stack of books in my hand, picking the ones I wanted to read and taking them out. So far I had five books which were classics that I knew would peak my inter

The most appropriate book possible. Richard looks intrigued. Beth too. "What's it about?" "A man, born in the nineteen-thirties, who goes on to live over two thousand years. In life, he experiences every form of marriage other than life-long monogamy. The book is essentially a series of short stories taking photo snaps of his life. And it has some wonderful quotes." "Such as?" Which ones to choose? Not the ones I remember her reading to me.... Those are too sharp, too edgy for me to share...

“Hold on, I need to find a suitable angle.” Peter chuckled. “Okay, since it will just take a few minutes.” A few minutes were nothing. Even if Thomas was given a few hours, he would not be able to complete the task. Look at how long a person needs to read a book that contains one million words? One hundred million words means one hundred books that contain one million words! We are talking about one hundred books! That was like finding a wrong word from one hundred books that contained one hundred million words in ten minutes.

She did not have much time to read, as most of the books she read were books related to the field, while the books she read in novels and ancient books were few and far in between. She could read up to thirty books a year, and no more than ten of them were impressive and able to report the title of the book at any time. However, she discovered that William liked to read. Be it in his study or his room, there were a few books that he could casually find in his room, and even this resting room was no exception. As for the more profound effect, it would indirectly construct a person's view of the world and form a world structure that belonged solely to him, allowing him to see further and stand

“He’d go in for ‘five minutes’ and come out an hour later with three books and a theory about something neither of us had previously known existed.” “What did he read?” “Everything. No system. He’d pick something because the cover looked like it had a secret, or because the book next to it seemed like it might argue with it.” He exhaled slightly. “He came home with thirty-two books. Had to ship a box because his suitcase gave up on him.” “Did he read them all?” “Everyone,” he said. “Usually twice. Once to understand it. Once to disagree with it.” We let that sit between us for a while, the river moving below like it was keeping time for something larger than either of us.

she asked, unable to hide her disbelief. "Of course not," he replied nonchalantly. Lili's eyes widened. "Then why did you make me carry all these?" she asked, feeling anger building up inside her. "So, I can have choices," he responded, causing Lili to roll her eyes. "How many books do you read in a day?" she questioned, feeling skeptical. "Two or three," he said, making her jaw drop. "You made me carry all these books just for you to read two or three?" she exclaimed, feeling cheated.

She scoffed softly, "Of course not. Never… I just wish things weren't so different." "I don't understand that," and I didn't think I was even going to try. "It'll take years for her to get into those books," she promised. "One of the volumes is over a thousand pages. She'll have to read about the ancestors, the Legends-" "The elders are always there to teach her what's important," I was certain of that. Plus, why would I subject my mate to dedicating a lifetime to reading about the past when our future was in the moments of today?

“Ariadne.” Even the books here were ones I’d already read repeatedly. There were only so many times I could read about the '100 Greatest Battles of Wolf Kind' or 'The Twenty Steps of a Successful Luna' before beginning to hate even the thought of picking a book up. But even if I asked someone to go to the library for me, it was unlikely there would be many books in there that I hadn’t already read at least once. 'Three hundred and eighty-four… three hundred and eighty-five… three hundred and eighty-six….'