Does Audiobook Count As Reading Novels & Stories

She uttered before shoving the other copy into her bag. “Lights that don’t flicker.” I read out the title of the book, groaning inside of me, considering that I’ve never been a fan of novels. I only read business contracts, manifestos, and newspapers when I’m bored, but most times it’s business contracts and documents belonging to a property I was buying. “This is a good read, trust me on this. You wouldn’t regret making this video.” “I hope so,” I replied and made the video, encouraging everyone to read her book.

The bedazzled look on Alek’s face worsened. Giving up, she told him, “It’s something only a book lover will understand, okay?” “What other things will only a book lover understand?” “Hmm. Fancy bookmarks. Song playlists,” she said, listing it out on her fingers. She couldn’t remember all, but those were her favourites. “Ignoring your phone to read.” “Ignoring your phone? Why?” “When a book is so engrossing, you don’t want to leave it.” Her voice lowered. “If a book lover stops in the middle of a book to text you, know they are in love with you. “

Declan hesitates, sharing a glance with Noah. My heart beats too loudly in my ears. A growl slips from Declan, it sounds so pained my insides curl against themselves. Still, I stand with my hand outstretched, the weight of the book doesn’t bother me, and I steel myself against it. Whatever it is… I can’t feel worse than the actual victim. With a deep breath, my eyes go to the pages. Running down the pages, from years of practice, I can read fast, my eyes greedily take in the words.

I wasn’t even sure if he’d gotten everything settled with his frat brothers when he drove me to the airport in the morning. I tried to let those thoughts fade away while on my flight home. I put in my earbuds and decided to listen to one of the smutty werewolf audio books Hana has gotten me hooked on, Alpha Gray by CJ Primer, with Theo and Maddie as narrators. The book is HOT, and Theo’s voice… yeah, it makes for an enjoyable two-and-a-half-hour flight. I love how he changes his voice when speaking for each Alpha. Hana told me they’ve done the narration for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to listen.

Liam asked flatly. Audrey breathed a sigh of relief when Liam relaxed his guard. She cleared her throat nervously. "Euh, the kids are going to bed and usually I read them stories from the books they want. Tonight they want you to be the one to read them. Can you do that? Please?" Liam looked into Audrey's beautiful eyes and nodded. "I'm the father of those children, Audrey, and it's my job to do things like that, so you don't have to beg with those beautiful eyes of yours," Liam said while touching the corner of Audrey's left eye.

He said what are you reading. She told him. He said I tried to read that. He said I got sixty pages in and put it down and then felt guilty about putting it down for three weeks. She said that is the book. She said some books are for feeling guilty about for three weeks. He said that seems like a design flaw. She said no. She said the guilt means it got under your skin. She said you will pick it up again. He said you think so. She said yes. She said the ones you feel guilty about are always the ones you go back to. He said like people.

"More slowly this time." She goes back to her room. The second book, in its first reader's hands. The co-author, reading it for the second time. The practice, continuing into the next form it will take.

“He’d go in for ‘five minutes’ and come out an hour later with three books and a theory about something neither of us had previously known existed.” “What did he read?” “Everything. No system. He’d pick something because the cover looked like it had a secret, or because the book next to it seemed like it might argue with it.” He exhaled slightly. “He came home with thirty-two books. Had to ship a box because his suitcase gave up on him.” “Did he read them all?” “Everyone,” he said. “Usually twice. Once to understand it. Once to disagree with it.” We let that sit between us for a while, the river moving below like it was keeping time for something larger than either of us.

People don’t run after me, there are always people who are better and guys don’t really go for someone with brains. “Hey, you have to believe in yourself. Just like how you are my number one fan, that’s how I will be yours too.” “You won’t even read any of my writing.” “That is a lie, I have read all your writings, except the voluminous ones. The ones which are as big as our biology text.” Noah fake shudders like the thought of the length alone was a nightmare. “They are called Novels.” I corked an eyebrow at him. “They take hours to read.” He returned as he uprooted a grass and used it to tickle my face.

I’ve never heard of it. I’m not much of a reader of books. I’m too distractible. When the money started to come in from the farmers’ market, I got into audiobooks, though. The sound doesn’t exactly drown out the pecking voice, but I can kind of focus on the narrator, and it really helps the day go by better.