Favorite Novel Of All Time นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The rest of the day seems boring so, I decided to read a book. "Let's see what I got here? I started looking for a storybook that will get my attention. Nope. Not this one. Yes finally found you " Sherlock Holmes. My favorite detective of all time. This book always inspired me to write a mystery novel. I tried many times, but nothing came to my mind. So I decided to give a break and concentrate on other things. I was a very very big fan of mystery and detective novels than romance and action. "If I started reading now, then I can finish this entire book by evening. The stories looked really interesting." I thought while flipping the pages.

“Anything really. I like thrillers, horror, fantasy… and my favorite book… well, that depends, I guess.” “On what?” “What genre we’re talking about? In fantasy, I have to go with the classic Lord of the Rings. Neil Gaiman is another favorite, and of course, in horror, you can’t go wrong with Stephen King.” “Wow, impressive,” I replied, and Shaun looked almost bashful. “Yeah, my mom got me into a lot of that. She’s a big reader too.” We talked a little more about books before leaving the small restaurant. “Now, let’s see if we can fix our broken book,” Shaun said as he held my hand to the car.

Joshua let out a light laugh, making it clear that he expected a different kind of question, maybe about his business or something else, but he kindly answered my question. "Well, when I'm not working, I like to read." I smiled, feeling more at ease. "I like reading too. What's your favorite book?" "Hm, hard to choose just one. But I'd say '1984' by George Orwell is one of the ones that left the most impact on me." "No way! I love that book!" I was surprised by the connection that had arisen between us. Maybe I had judged Joshua unfairly. "Really? That's cool!" Joshua smiled, and I realized he had a very nice smile. "Who would've thought we'd have that in common, right?"

"Okay, okay, it's been an hour. Since Chris is new, let's hear him talk about his favourite books, the best book-to-movie adaptations, and his favourite authors." Great, another opportunity for him to open his mouth, and now I have to listen for the next two hours. Monet's has always been my comfort spot beside my home, but now it's not. Maybe I'm being too dramatic, and I should give this guy a chance. After hearing him say he loved reading high school romance novels, I was taken aback. A man admitting that he likes romance novels? That's amazing. Now I'm all ears. I love a man who's not afraid to speak his truth. Why didn't I have sex with him instead?

Earlier, she didn't check their name but simply picked whatever her hand could, but now that she was seeing the name on the cover, she was stunned. 'The Unforgiven' was the title of her favourite book of all time. She had read the book over twenty times and even could recite some lines by heart. It was a book given to her by Regan on her Twelfth birthday and she had always kept it as a treasure since then.

"I believe it has its own value. I've always had a passion for reading and writing." Grandma Ellie jumps in, eyes sparkling. "Oh, how wonderful! I love literature. Do you have a favorite author, dear?" I smile sincerely upon her excitement. "I'm quite fond of Jane Austen. Her insights into society and character are timeless." "Ah, a classic choice," Harold puts in, nodding appraisingly. "Pride and Prejudice is a masterpiece." Rebecca leans back in her chair, swirling her wine glass reflectively. "Personally, I find those stories a bit dull. All that talk of manners and marriage prospects. Don't you think, Pamela?"

I think for a moment, “I don’t think I have one. There is a small café that Kendra and I frequent because it is conveniently located near her workplace. I don’t eat out much.” “You read a lot. What is your favorite book?” Max asked. I shrug, “It depends on my mood. We didn’t have television growing up, so I read a lot. I don’t think I have a favorite book. But my favorite genre is historical romance.” “Oh, you like things about knights and kings?” Max inquires. I feel slightly embarrassed, “No, some of my favorites are about someone who goes back in time, and they have to adjust. Most go with a poor farm boy.”

I only had to stop our conversation twice when customers came in, but other than that, it was a really light day as Owen had predicted earlier. "Argh! I hate this book," Zac said breaking our comfortable silence. I looked over to where he was with a box and he held a book up in the air. 'Pride and Prejudice'. "It's not a favourite of mine," he continues when I glare at him. "Okay then, what is your favourite?" "Maybe," he blows out of his mouth. "Anything written by John Green" "Why is that?" I asked, genuinely fascinated in his choice.

We’ve covered everything and I had nothing else to ask him. His favorite food was steak. He didn’t have a favorite book because he couldn’t decide between a couple of them. If he had to choose, he would probably pick The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka. He didn’t have a favorite movie. He couldn’t choose between the three movies in the Lord of the Rings trilogy. He loved Lord of the Rings. I knew everything, and I didn’t need to know more. I didn’t want to know more. I wanted this to be over.

She stopped abruptly, then turned to me, “What are your favourites? I mean, apart from Pride and Prejudice. I tilted my head, “You want to know?” She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and I wished I had noticed it first. “Tolstoy, Fitzgerald, and Baldwin.” “The Great Gatsby?” She asked, “Of course, you're the type of man who'll admire Gatsby. Rich, brilliant but lonely as hell.” She went on a full rant about Gatsby then, her hands gesturing animatedly, and I never wanted her to stop.