100 Pages Books Novels & Stories

I then showed her my bag which only contained books for appearance's sake. "Eh. Seriously?" She looked shocked. "Then how are you able to write notes or do your assignments?" "I don't need notes." My mind has a great memory. And I already learned so many things this past 99 years of my life. "Eh why? How are you able to study?" "Just answering the quizzes and exams are enough for me." "Ehhhh? Don't tell me your the type of student who is very quiet but actually very talented and smart?" She clasped her hands in her mouth.

A Dream House (Continuation) I sat on the beige colored tiled floor of the living room. And I looked around me, the ceilings are neatly painted white, while the walls are covered with medium toned brown wallpapers. I opened another box. From the box I pulled out lots of books, maybe fifty to seventy of them. The books come in different forms, big and small, thin and thick. Our book collection includes about twenty five of Mallory’s bedtime story books, a New King James bible version, a children’s bible, and there is one of my favorite books; Ikigai: The Japanese Secret to a Long and Happy Life, also my favorite novels from Mitch Albom; Tuesday with Morrie and Five People You Meet in Heave

" Nah... I just read a lot about those things... So... " " Okay... Do you still have books left on your shelf that you haven't read? " " I think I have like five 1000 paged books left... " " Oh... I'll have some orders for you then... " " Really? " " Yeah... " " Oh wow! Thank you! " " It's my pleasure... In return, you'll be having tea with me later today. " " Isn't that bribery? " " Of course not... It's just called pay back... "

"What are you reading? Besides the textbook." The change in subject threw me. "Um, I just finished The Stand by Stephen King." His eyes lit up. "The Stand? That's over a thousand pages. You actually finished it?" "I've read it three times," I admitted. "Three times?" He looked genuinely impressed. "Most people won't even read it once because of the length." "The length is part of the appeal," I said, feeling slightly more confident talking about books. "You get to live in that world for longer, get to know the characters so deeply. It's like being part of something bigger than yourself."

“Which ones? I only met the one before m and I guess he is somewhere in a southern state, trying to make a good life.” “Oh okay then.” I watched her flipping the pages, taking her time to go through all the written words andiw as very amused by her enthusiasm. She was very eager to know about Magical and she took ehr time to study each chapter, word for word. “Can i ask you something?” She looked up at me, staring at me with her puppy dog eyes. “Sure, what is it?” “Why do you like magic so much?” “How?” “I notced that you are highly eager about magic.”

My cheeks flamed at the memory of yesterday’s disaster. I stared at the book. The thing must have held over a thousand pages. How many rules were in there?! It would take months to get through all of them. Well great. Hopefully before then I’d be back home, putting this whole experience strictly behind me and boycotting all fantasy books and novels.

"Oh, is that how it is? You don't have an ample supply?" "Why do you have so many questions?" "Just curious." Evy was taken by surprised by her defensive reaction. She gave her the last book, ignored her previous question, and began walking to the nearest table. "Put those books on your right hand here and the left goes there." "Okay." While she obediently did as she requested. How many books is she going to read in one sitting? There's a total of 50 books on the table and looking at it alone, was enough to have Holly running away. She doesn't have a problem reading if it's necessary but even she can say this was too much.

I ask again for clarification. "I told you. Once you've read the entire book," he says nonchalantly. "The book is, like, 500 pages. That'll take me ages. By the time we start, I won't even remember what's on the first ten pages," I grumble. "Then you'd better get started, little bean," he teases.

and I showed him the book I am holding. “Is that your story, right?” Syrel asked and she gets the book away from me. “What the heck. There is nothing inside” she reacted when she saw the content of the book. “It’s just a sample handbound of my story. Besides, where are calculating how we can put all of it in just one book. Look at it, it’s thick because it has 500+ pages” I explained to her. “So don’t expect that it has contents now because it’s just a sample” I added.

I finally said, staring at her with every inch of annoyance in me. “How many hours are we going to take to read these books; it will take an eternity,” I growled, staring at how many books were right in front of me. “They are 50 books in total with 400 pages each. It will take us through the night if we read each book at a speed of 13 minutes. “You are crazy, Clara,” I said almost immediately while glaring at her. I mean, that's not even achievable, “that goal isn't realistic,” I finally voiced out while staring at her.