Audiobook Read Along Novels & Stories

he muttered. “Yet you stay,” I murmured near his ear. He fell silent, the faint hitch of his breath giving him away. I guided his hands back to the book. “Read,” I said. His voice was low when he began, careful and clear, carrying the rhythm of an old tongue. I watched the movement of his mouth more than I listened to the words. My hands rested at his waist, my thumbs brushing idly against the thin fabric of his robe. He read for a while, until his body eased, the tension melting without him noticing. The firelight caught in his hair, and the sound of his voice filled the room like something sacred.

I raise my eyebrows and subtly wipe my sweaty palms on my jacket. “I asked what type of books you like to read?” He repeats. “Oh.” I shrug. “I’m a Plath kinda gal. The Bell Jar?” He nods, smiling. “Good book.” I smile back at him, and the awkward energy between us returns. Thankfully, the bus starts to move, and we look away from each other. He goes back to reading South of the Border, West of the Sun. I focus on untangling my earphones and then listening to a Chase Atlantic playlist on repeat as we leave Acadia City behind. There’s a reserved, content energy in the bus, and I revel in it.

He was the only one that can read those message and upon reading the message he immediately stands up and leave. STATS OF IMRE: Strength: Max level 100 HP Power: 75 HP Intelligent: 85 HP Agility: 35 HP The leader of Green Eyes was named Liam. Liam receive the message of Mother Tree while he was helping the people to clean the water of the river. He read the message at the water but only Liam can read that message. And Liam bid his goodbye in a nice manner to the people he were with at that moment before he left.

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She walked to the doorway, leaning against the frame. Liam sat on the edge of the bed. He opened the book. He cleared his throat. "In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit..." His voice was deep, resonant, filling the small room. He didn't just read; he performed. He gave Gandalf a gravelly, wise voice. He made the dwarves sound grumpy and loud. Ethan was mesmerized. He lay perfectly still, his eyes fixed on Liam's face, hanging on every word.

I should just let things be. A soft, giggling sound broke through my thoughts. I looked up to see Apollo sitting cross-legged on the rug, an audio picture book open in front of him. He was pressing the buttons on the side, making the book read out loud in a cheerful voice. “Sun!” the book announced. “The sun is bright in the sky!” Apollo clapped his little hands. “Sun!” he repeated, although his pronunciation was off. I forced a small smile. “That’s right, Apollo. Sun.”

I ask, looking over at him sitting next to me. He looks down at the book in my hands for a moment, before giving me a nod. "Sure." He says. "I want you to read." I smile over at him, holding the book out for him to take. He gives me a small smirk, before taking the book. I move over closer to him as he began to read out loud. I lean over, resting my head down on his shoulder, looking at the pages as he turns them. I listen to the sound of his smooth voice as he read to me. My eyes glide over the words on the pages, following the sound of his voice. His voice has the perfect tone to it. Not too deep and not too light, sounding like a sweet lullaby to my ears.

While I took my phone and opened N*****x, I searched for the Bridgerton series and added it to my list. He came back after ten minutes with the first two books, Daphne and Anthony’s story. He settles back into bed with me and hands me The Duke and I. I start reading out loud and after the first two chapters, Blake tells me that we should switch to the audio book so it would be easier for us and I won’t have to stress myself reading out loud.

Alicia muttered, flipping the book open. They decided to take turns, each reading a chapter aloud in a low voice. Kevin’s tone was steady, smooth, the kind that could make even dry text sound alive. When it was her turn, Alicia’s voice carried softer, sometimes tripping over archaic words, but he never laughed. He listened, his focus on the book like he was tuned into every syllable. An hour passed in the rhythm of their voices and the scratch of Kevin’s pen taking notes. Alicia’s eyelids grew heavy, her concentration waning, until one line snapped her fully awake.

I said, grinning from teeth to teeth like a child. We walked into the library. It looked like it had been a while, since it was in use. We went through several sections which included, finance, self-improvement, ethics, business amongst all. I caught a glimpse of a book I had been wanting to read, “Atomic Habits” by James Clear. I picked it immediately, and started going through it. After a while, I noticed I wasn't hearing any sound from the cook. I looked around and found her wiping tears off her eyes with the hem of her apron.