Average Time To Read A 300-page Book Novels & Stories

"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."

She had been waiting to read the book, but she was interrupted by unfortunate events the previous night. Flipping through the first page, she continued to the prologue where the story began. Arlene was too engrossed with the book that she didn’t notice that she had passed a lot of time. The book contained 30 chapters and she had read fifteen chapters at a go. She stopped reading when she heard her stomach rumble, so she closed the book and checked the time on her phone, it was 4 pm already. She turned on her data to check her i*******m feed and the writer’s forum she was on for updates.

He would be totally shocked if Hans finished reading those 8 books in just a short amount of time. Hans put down the book he was currently reading and confusedly asked, “Which books are you referring to?” Anthony pointed at the 8 books piled in shock. But what surprised him, even more, is when Hans nodded. He really finished reading those books. That’s ridiculous! “What?!… How did you read those books? By just scanning them?” Those books weren’t thin in the first place. Each book consists of 400 pages or more. Hans reading it at a fast pace is like how a photocopier works. It’s very fast.

Allan picked up the only novel there which was in the far right corner almost covered by Allan's other tomes. Allan wasn't used to reading novels, just looking at the title made him lazy. 'Journey of Love?' Allan frowned. "Aish! What is this book? Never mind, it's better than nothing! Who knows, it might help me fall asleep!" Allan took the book which wasn't thick and returned to his recliner and started reading. At first he was lazy to read it but over time Allan was immersed in his new book, because the novel book was thin enough that Allan, who was used to reading thick Business and Management books, was able to finish it in a short time. Allan closed it. And looked towards the book.

He knew the difference between doing the job and doing more than the job and had been watching her do more than the job for four years without saying so. She turned the page anyway. Kept her eyes on the new page. "You're not reading," he said. She looked up. He was still looking at his book. "You've been on that page for twelve minutes," he said. "You read faster than that." "I was thinking." "About what." She looked at her book. "The Morrison account. Whether there's a follow-up needed in six weeks." He turned a page of his own. "There is. I'll need the Q4 summary by then."

" I mean all of those and more." "Good, good. You called. Why? Anything yet?" "Actually, yes." Contrary to how I felt in the last hour, I could tell my excitement was clearly written on my face. " I read the books." "All of them?" Zoe was shocked because there were like a dozen books total in the chest and a good number of them were lengthy. " You read all of them in the last hour? "Jeez, no!" I exclaimed. Even if I was the fastest reader in the world there was no way I would do that. " I'm not that fast. I just read a couple of them, like three or four max and skimmed through the rest."

Audrey even had a doubt if the other party could still understand what was written on those pages with such speed that she was reading it. The number of books that they had read each is twice as much as the books that Audrey had read so far. It looked as if among the three of them, it was actually Audrey who was slacking off. While her two other pets were busy grinding the books, she as the one who asked for their help in the first place was the one who has the slowest pace. Both Nero and Charmy had already read around more than ten piles of books combined. While she on the other hand only had two piles of books so far.

The day began to get boring and impossibly long for Lola. Everyone is busy catering to the needs of their guests and no one has time to spare for her. She read for 4 hours in the library but soon began to feel sleepy and dull. She picked up another book, but nothing seems to engage her for more than a few minutes. At around lunchtime, she gave up reading and went to fetch something from the kitchen to eat.

Now is a really good time since I'm alone and not expecting any visitors. I really can't explain just how time flies. I've been reading the book and I'm on CHAPTER thirty-five. It just feels like I read chapter one five seconds ago. But now it's almost 5 pm. I take my phone under the pillow taking a little bit of a break from the book. I get all these messages and missed calls from Bruna telling me to get online. This doesn't sound good.

“That’s exactly right.” “The book is good,” he said. Simply. Certainly. “I read all of it. Not just the first fifty pages all of it. Two weeks ago, when you left it on the desk and went to meet David Osei and I had an hour.” He held my gaze. “I read it in one sitting. Which I don’t do. I’m not a one-sitting reader.” A pause. “It’s the truest thing I’ve read in years. Maybe ever.”