Kindle Reading Aloud Novels & Stories

Just a little. “How do you even know how to do this?” I asked. “I read.” I blinked at her. “You hate reading.” “I hate dying more.” Fair. “Besides,” she added, “while you were off playing Ryden’s little kitchen pet—” “I’m not his pet!” “—someone had to be productive. I started reading the books from Kier.” I glared at her. She smirked. “Now concentrate, Pet.” Thirty minutes later, she placed a candle on my head.

"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-"

Celeste I woke to the sound of Killian’s voice, low and steady, drifting in from the hallway. He was reading aloud. Not a contract. Not a financial report. He was reading Goodnight Moon to my belly. “…and a little toy house, and a young mouse, and a comb and a brush and a bowl full of mush…” The words cracked on mush. He cleared his throat and kept going. I lay still, afraid to move, afraid to break the spell.

It was easy, and quite simple making me sighed in relief. "Oh, and I don't know if you like to read. But seeing that you brought your kindle I'm assuming that to do. You can help yourself to all the used books." He was pouring me a cup of tea, it seemed that this is how he likes to start his mornings. I was taking a mental note in my mind that I should prepare his tea tomorrow.

Cory asked, as he set aside the book he was reading on his iPad, like I too was attempting, my Kindle app the only app really worth owning. "Not particularly," I agreed, as I wriggled around ineffectively before suggesting, "Maybe I could just sit on your lap for a while." "Okay," my son nodded, agreeing with me for a change. I climbed onto his lap and sighed, "Now that is much better." "Agreed," Cory said.

His head turned from one to the other. I could not help but secretly smile at the astonished look on his face like he could not believe what the kids were saying. “All of them.” The two chorused. “So you know all her stories?” He asked again, not quite believing the children’s claim. I laughed at the surprised look on his face. “You should notice by now that the kids are not fond of gadgets and devices. They love books and toys. It’s because I introduced to them the value of reading when they were still inside my womb, and the habit stuck. They cannot go to bed without me reading them out loud.”

Kim looks over at me sitting on the end of the bed and smile as she turns the page and continues to read the book. I smile a little as I sit here at the end of the bed, listening to Kim read the book to Brianna. She seems to be really good with kids. Once Brianna falls asleep, we say our goodbyes to my parents before leaving. A

"Like what to eat and what to avoid, and all do and don't. "Really?" "Hmm" "Then I too need that book." "Sure." 'Until then, we can purchase an ebook and go through it.', Rex suggested. 'Agree. Whenever she will be sleeping, we will read those ebooks.' 'Yep! That's a perfect idea.' *****

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.

She smiled dreamily, her eyelids growing heavy. “Will you read to me?” she asked, her voice thick with exhaustion. “Of course.” I reached for the nearest book, but before I could open it, Audrey turned to Ryker. “Please, Daddy? You do the voices better than Mummy.” His deep chuckle rumbled through the room. He took the book from my hands, settling beside her. The familiar warmth of his voice filled the space, and before long, Audrey’s breathing evened out, soft and peaceful. She was asleep.