Books For Early Reader Novels & Stories

It was beautiful and masculine. "I didn't know you had children's books," She said as she walked to the bed. Antonio shrugged, looking a bit bashful. "I ah... I picked this up some days ago, and I forgot to bring them to your bedroom." Ria giggled. "It's okay. What are you reading?" She perched on the foot of the bed, and when she peered into the bassinets, she saw that the babies were awake but calm. "It's about an egg on a mission," Antonio told her, tilting the book so she could see the pictures.

Everything she could get her little hands on would find its way in her mouth. Late in the afternoon, it wasn't for a short time she whined she kept going as she rubbed her cheeks furiously. "What do you think is wrong honey?" I asked James. "Hmmm, I don't know. I think I'll get the book." He mused. Of course, he would get the book. It was a book about babies, from the day they were born until they turned one year old. It was like his bible for everything concerning our baby girl.

"Are you ready for today?" "Yes! What book are we reading today?" I show her the book I picked out. “ We are reading Little Rabbit!” I say in excitement Brenda claps her hands and runs to the reading circle of children who have started coming in The rest of the children trickle in over the next few minutes. In comes Matthew the boy with ginger hair and for missing front teeth. Then Agatha, the troublemaker. Kelvin, the little child who is so hyperactive. They are also different but I love them and their own way

Mercedes smiled. The threesome didn’t see her when she stepped into the room. What a heartwarming scene with Lizzy and James perched on William’s lap as he read them a nursery story. Mercedes had memorized the story when she was young, but it amazed her to hear William tell it. He added excitement, made the characters come to life, entertaining his children—and her—beyond belief. Warmth spread through her heart toward the man who might be unlawful. His ability to love his children and servants unconditionally made her question those doubts about him. Could someone so caring really be mean, and dishonest?