Books That Are Read To You 소설 & 이야기

He was here for me. When we finally settled down into our usual circle, Linda Lively's book was opened, I noticed the way Kael handled his copy. Like it was something worth respecting, worth holding carefully. It made me smile. “Kael,” April said suddenly, her grin mischievous, “why don’t you read for us?” I half expected him to decline. To smirk and shake his head like reading aloud was beneath him. But instead, he nodded. Took the book and cleared his throat.

Because the only way out is forward, even if it hurts. “Wanna hear me read your bedtime story?” I smiled when she nodded. I stood up and walked towards the mini shelf in her room, which housed several stories from best-selling childhood authors. Author TED is, so far, my favorite children’s book author. She doesn’t just tell realistic stories; she weaves tales of courage, faith, hope, and love in a way that moves not only the child being read to but also the parent reading aloud. I picked up The Dancing Princess.

Natalia I was so bored. Daniel had told me not to do any housework but I was sorely tempted to start dinner just to have something to do. I found a book and tried to read like he told me. The book didn't hold my attention, though. My life has been much more interesting lately than some crime novel. My whole life had been boring before I met him. I hadn't realized it while I was living it. After meeting Daniel , it was like I was living in color now, but my previous life had all been black and white.

' She touched his cheek gently. I have.' He patted her hand 'Were you reading?' 'I was about to.' She returned her attention to her book. 'What's the name of the book?’ 'It's a collection of short stories entitled 'A Battle of will'.' 'A Battle of Will,' he repeated, taking the book from her. 'Have you read it before?’ 'I have, it's very interesting.' She said enthusiastically. 'Really?’ 'Very Much.’ 'Mmh, can you read it aloud for me?' He smiled his eyes twinkling. 'Sometimes, I like to listen to others read. And your sweet voice will add to the pleasure.'

Crimson collected the book from her hand. "Your hands not reaching your ears means that you are still very young and not allowed to start reading love stories so from now you are only allowed to read books like Cinderella, frozen, Moana, Alex in the Wonderland and other Disney stories apart from that, no William Shakespeare books until your hands can reach your ears okay." Crimson said. "But why? I don't want to read that, they are so boring." Pearl pouted.

You can read the book for curiosity's sake but not reading the book will not disturb the flow of the story so enjoy ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

The Memorial Day weekend went by in a breeze. At the president's office at Sterling Group, Ben knocked on the office doors and entered the room. He walked toward the desk, then placed a few books on top of it. "Elliot, I got these from the bookstore for you. I hope you find them useful." Elliot glanced coldly at the pile of books. 'The Pregnancy Bible' 'The Sears Encyclopedia of Intimate Parenting' 'Caring for your Fetus' 'Caring for your Baby' … Elliot shoved the books into his desk drawer.

He walked to the entertainment system and turned it on. “I have chosen programs for you to watch—educational, informative, things that will help you understand our world. You will watch them. Later, I will give you books to read. I have already selected them. They will expand your mind, and teach you how to be the woman I want you to be.” “I want to choose my own books,” I said, even though I knew it was useless. “You will choose from what I give you,” he said firmly. “Or you will not read at all. It is up to you.”

“I don’t think so. Why, are there some strange books in there?” He shrugged and pulled them out of the bag, flipping them over to read the titles to you. “Well, there’s this one, ‘A Guide to Parenthood: Everything you need to know about being a new parent’, and this one, ‘1001 Games to Play With Your Baby’.” He held them up for you to see, giving you a confused look. You smiled nervously, fidgeting lightly in your seat. “Um, nope, no, those are, uh, those are for you- for us actually I guess.”

"No one does. I don't care what the prophecy says." She looks at me. "You really believe that." "I do," I confirm. Day Five. I bring books today: old stories from my childhood, adventures, romances, anything to distract her from the pain. "Would you like me to read to you?" I ask. She nods, so I sit against the wall beside her, open the first book, and start reading. My voice fills the cell, replacing the silence, the fear, the despair. I read for an hour while she listens without moving, just soaking in the story.