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" In this way, Theia, educate me concerning your number one things. How would you help fun?" I contemplated his inquiry, my considerations floating back to my grandma's cabbage store and the ameliorating routine I had become used to. " I appreciate investing energy with my grandma," I started, my voice touched with wistfulness. " What's more, I have an affection for books. Stories have an approach to shipping me to various universes." Marcus gestured, his eyes illuminating with interest. " Books are a window to innumerable undertakings. What's the most enrapturing story you've perused?"

There is so much I want to say to him. “Lilah?” Charles calls, bringing me back to earth. “Yes?” “I asked you a question.” “Oh yes, you did.” I give him a brief smile. “If I had to choose a favorite book, I would have to say—” “The Hangmen series by Tillie Cole,” Beau says before I can. I turn to face him with my eyes wide and my mouth hanging open. I can’t believe he just said that. “How did you know?”

and the phrase that passed in his head as the most stupid he could think of just came out of his mouth. Poor Domi, he tried at least, and now that comment all messed up was making them laugh. "But anyway, weren't you going to tell me a story? Have I mentioned, my favorite book ever is Dracula, so the topic fits perfectly with my taste. More so because it's a real story. I like that." "Very good then. I'll tell you about my friend's story."

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"Winter." "Really?" "The city becomes quieter." She nodded. "I can see that." "My turn." He looked at her. "Favorite place." She smiled instantly. "My grandmother's bookstore." "You answered too quickly." "I didn't have to think." His expression softened almost imperceptibly. The questions continued. Favorite food. Worst habit. Favorite book. Childhood dream. Each answer peeled away another tiny layer. Lucien admitted he secretly enjoyed old detective novels. He couldn't sing.

I tell him. “I agree, I could not fault him. I think we are done discussing Twisted Games, let us move on Twisted Lies, which is actually my favourite book out of all them,” Blake says. I think about my favourite book and I say to him, “My favourite book is actually Twisted Games, I really love Rhys and Bridget.”

Hopefully one or two things will catch your fancy in the matter of character adjustments and or hope for survival. I am a bookworm, a book lover I mean. I've always been one right from kindergarten. I read so much books I felt I would explode one day if I didn't stop. I didn't stop, and I also did not explode. Instead, they made me smarter. I read mystery books, thrillers and fantasies or general kid books. I read teen fiction too but I stayed away from horror. Mom bought me all of my books. I've got at least seventy books in my bookshelf and mom got them all for me. It was not a problem for her at all.

I can’t get invested in any way, especially not emotionally. “B-books,” I stammer. “It would be a terrible thing to have to do, to narrow it down to one, especially for a book lover like me Never ask a book lover what their favorite book is. You’ll be here eight hours later, listening to us going off on tangent after tangent, discussing the merits of just about every book that has ever been published since the dawn of time.” Mike laughs, a clear, deep, manly sound that is like a deep brook, and I’m the one diving in, in search of the bottom.

It's hard to miss her point. ".... But my very favourite of all the books was the Thousand and One Nights. There was a battered copy of it in.... our school library.... It was so old; the covers had dropped off and the stitching was coming apart. Some of the back pages had gone. But I read it from cover to cover so many times....

It wаѕ truе, books wеrе my world. I wоuld ѕреnd endless hоurѕ becoming lost in each аnd еvеrу story. It wаѕ my favourite рlасе tо bе. My mоthеr аlwауѕ said іt wоuld bе my dоwnfаll, nоt concentrating оn whаt was in frоnt оf mе, аnd I guеѕѕ on thіѕ оссаѕіоn she hарреnеd tо be rіght.