Kindle Read Aloud Novels & Stories

She had to let him go. Starting her Kindle app again, she loaded her book and instructed Oliver to read it to her. Once his familiar British voice chimed in, she closed her eyes and settled the iPad beside her, allowing herself to become lost in the story of ancient symbols and mysticisms that seemed well understood by Robert Langdon.

It made my heart flutter to watch him, and in that moment, I forgot we were ever arguing at all. “Well, I couldn’t really decide on what book to get you, since I guess we don’t talk about that kind of stuff very much. But I know you really like books, because I watch you a lot. Not in a creepy way though, I mean, I just notice things—” How sweet, I thought, gazing up at him while he fumbled for words. “Anyway, I thought you should get your pick, you know? Whatever you want. It’s a Kindle, and there’s a lifetime subscription already on it. I figured it would be useful because you’re always carrying around those heavy stacks of books and needing help with carrying them around.”

When Astrid, as for our employees, Sônia, myself and my occupations, studying with the Kindle, which before I read only to alleviate boredom, suddenly became one of the best satisfactions in life for me, magic In the past, it was well used, adapting it to today's world, it had its benefits. Even if it was all just because he and I talked about Kindle, we read together and he brought me countless books that I downloaded onto my device, whereas before, taking care of Sônia and studying with her were painful obligations.

Nora settled back against her pillow with a satisfied smile, and I folded my hands in my lap and waited. Kieran cleared his throat. He began reading in his normal voice, low and even, and for the first page or so, I thought maybe Nora had exaggerated. But then he got to the first line of dialogue, and without any preamble, a deep, rumbling voice came out of him that made me blink in surprise. “‘Well, little hedgehog,’” he read, “‘if you go out in that storm, I’ll tell your mother, and you won’t get any acorns for a week!’”

"Well if you must know, I didn't bring a purse.* Circling her waist, I open the hidden compartment beside the minibar and take out the brand new and latest Kindle I bought for her. I pass it to her. "Here." *You bought me a Kindle? she asks, amazed. "Why? I already have one." 'I bought one for each of my cars so you don't have to worry about carrying it everywhere. Or forgetting like you do with your phone." "That's really thoughtful of you daddy," she whispers breathlessly. clutching the e-reader tighter. The city lights dancing on her face. "'i pay y-"

If it came down to the worst moment, I would rip off the damn thing that restricted my powers and use my gifts. A strong wind blew and the candle I had lit went off. The darkness swallowed me—fears and all. My breath stuttered to a halt as the castle walls grew eerily quiet. I could not hear the guards' footsteps as they made their nightly rounds. I couldn't hear the maids laughing as they gossiped and I couldn't hear the squeaking of the mouse that irritated me to no end.

We say our goodbyes and I toss my phone onto the couch next to me, looking around the room. It's quiet when Santos has the kids. Almost too quiet. And there's nothing to do. I've deep cleaned the entire apartment from top to bottom. I've done four loads of laundry and put it all away. I even threw dinner in the crockpot already, so my regular chores are done. I tap my fingers on my leg and the Kindle shoved between couch cushions catches my eye. Ooh. I could read for a bit. What is the name of that author I like? The one who writes about all those bearded brothers? Penelope Reads? Penny Reads? Penny Reid! That's it!

With one glance around, she slips into the recliner and downloads the next book in the series. The large mahogany grandfather clock in the hall chimes its tune. It's only chimed three times since she started reading. The tune echoes up through the house and reverberates through her ears. Staring at the words The End on the Kindle in her lap, she blinks in disbelief. She has finished the remaining three books in the series, in record time according to the percentage statistics on the Kindle. Her eyes flew across the pages at record speed and yet, she can still recall every line with insane precision, every plot twist connects. It seems that all her cognitive processing is moving at an incredi

Noble pointed at it: "Not yet, I'll check later." Alina smiled, threw the book to him, and whispered, "Read it, the baby wants to hear it." Actually, she wanted to hear it. His voice was very easy to listen to, especially when he read a book; the words were clear, the voice was low, husky, and sexy. Every time he heard it, Alina's heart fluttered. Noble didn't refuse; he opened a book and started reading to her.

I read it aloud. Drake’s what?