One Million Books Novels & Stories

I finally said, staring at her with every inch of annoyance in me. “How many hours are we going to take to read these books; it will take an eternity,” I growled, staring at how many books were right in front of me. “They are 50 books in total with 400 pages each. It will take us through the night if we read each book at a speed of 13 minutes. “You are crazy, Clara,” I said almost immediately while glaring at her. I mean, that's not even achievable, “that goal isn't realistic,” I finally voiced out while staring at her.

“Then what are some of your favorites?” “Would it be cheesy to say that all of these are?” She pulled out a copy of One Hundred Years of Solitude. “You’ve read all these? Impressive. I don’t know if I’ve read thirty percent of the books on my shelf.” “I only keep the ones I like. I have a rule that if I don’t read a book within a year of buying it, I donate it.” She laughed. “If I had that rule, I wouldn’t have any books left.” Placing the book in her hand back onto the shelf, she continued looking before taking out another one. “Lady Chatterley’s Lover, huh? I have read this one.”

he shrugged, stepping closer. "A little? You have at least thirty books on that shelf." His lips twitched with a smile. "Thirty five," "Oh my god! I can't believe this. I thought you'd be like a forty eight laws of power kind of man. Or Atomic Habits. You're reading Harlequin and Silhouette desires!" I gaped.

“Are you sure that you want to throw all of this away?” Izzy asked as she helped me clear my mini library in my room where I had more than three hundred books. I looked at the book, and I felt a tingle of hurt in my heart with every book that we took down and put in the huge box. I looked at the sets of books that cost me thousands of dollars, and hundreds of hours just to read all of them.

I let out a long breath I didn’t know I was holding, and walked toward the library. The room was huge, with tall shelves reaching all the way to the ceiling, filled with thousands of books. There were books about history, science, art, and politics, but most of all, there were books and files about business, finance, and power. They were arranged perfectly, organized in ways that made sense only to someone who knew how the world worked.

“This is the thirteenth largest library owned by Herald.” I was greeted with tall shelves that were full of books. Wow. Our school library or even our town library couldn’t compare to that repertoire. Has Sean read all of the books there? Maybe those were business books that’re full of graphs, economic statuses, and etc. They say that a CEO’s average read in a year is 60 books. Awesome, right? After all, learning doesn’t stop after graduation. “All of them are literary books,” she said. I smiled. So that meant they’re all stories?

“Hold on, I need to find a suitable angle.” Peter chuckled. “Okay, since it will just take a few minutes.” A few minutes were nothing. Even if Thomas was given a few hours, he would not be able to complete the task. Look at how long a person needs to read a book that contains one million words? One hundred million words means one hundred books that contain one million words! We are talking about one hundred books! That was like finding a wrong word from one hundred books that contained one hundred million words in ten minutes.

She turned to Noah as he sat cramping himself in the devan avoiding her gaze. “I’ll gladly read this,” she said. “Next time let's read some more.” “Really?” Noah exclaimed, almost jumping off his seat. Ophelia nodded with a smile. “Next time,” Noah said with excitement. “I’ll take you to the library. We have got like a thousand different books. My goal is to finish reading them all before I become an adult.” “Are you close to accomplishing it?” Ophelia asked, tilting her head. “No,” Noah said, his voice sounding like defeat. “I barely read 10 books. Most are too difficult for me to understand.”

"Just come see. Come with me!" The library is one of the favorite places I love visiting inside a mansion, it's not only an exemption here but very special and unique. No wonder Emily asked me to come with her and see for myself when I asked her how I can withdraw books from the second and third floors. It's all heighty here, with over a million books if I'm not over-exaggerating. The books are just stacked to the top, I have to strain my eyes in looking up. I'm awed, mainly not by the numerous books but the construction on each shelf where you get to climb the stairs in the middle then walk through it like you're crossing a bridge. With this it's very easy to take out any book you want, any

Chepi says from behind me as her hand gently guides me towards a doorway. "So I've heard." The library through the door is pretty impressive, I have to say. The walls had handmade shelves built onto them, all holding dozens upon dozens of thick, tall books. It was at least a thousand books, spanning across a room the size of an average American classroom I would say. "Wow." I breathe, moving towards the books and running a finger across the spines. I pull out a random book. It's large, probably a foot either way. Made of thick leather binding and heavy, creamy colored pages.