Read Kindle Books Aloud Novels & Stories

“Read for me, baby.” The vibration of his voice against my cunt drags a moan out of me. Our parents shouldn’t have left us alone, I wouldn’t have been subjected to this torture. Not like they would have made any difference. Where’s the book? I drag it forward, the words seem to move on the page. Damn it. “Read.” How I manage to read is beyond me. But his tongue teasing my entrance contributes to the words spilling out of my lips. His tongue swipes over my dripping cunt for each correct answer, on the last answer, he withdraws completely.

Growling I sit up then hold the book "What's your problem, I know you're not fake so why are you hiding " " am not" The moment the book spoke I quickly let it go but it didn't fall off my hand, it remained in the air. " you..... just.... speak" stammer I crawl backward on the bed "How is a book speaking" " what do you expect lady, you have been making so much noise am forced to wake up "Two eyes open, a mouth shape forms then a nose, the book blinks then exhales loudly " It feels great to be awake again, I thought they are no more innocent women for me to eat "

I said, "even if you do whatever this ritual is, I will haunt you. I will never let you rest. You will see me in every shadow. You will hear me in every silence." Kade laughed. It was not a laugh that contained humor. It was a laugh that contained the sound of someone who had decided pity was wasted on me. He turned toward Aldric. "Begin the incantation," he said. Aldric stepped forward. His hands were steady as he opened a book that was bound in something I did not want to identify. He began to read in a voice that was calm, measured, and absolutely devoid of emotion. The words were old. They were not any language I had ever heard, but I could feel them. They had texture. They had weight. T

“I do want soda. It makes me a little sick, but I don’t vomit when I drink it, and since it tastes so good it’s worth it. I’m not uncomfortable with the mate thing; honestly, I don’t think I understand it well enough to be uncomfortable with it at this point.” “You know, there’s this handy dandy document on your phone called the mate manual,” Zed remarked. “It’s on mine too. Maybe you should read it.” “Is there an audiobook?” I checked. “I can make one.” A grin stretched my lips. I wouldn’t mind hearing his gorgeous voice reading anything at all. “Alright, when we swap seats, you can read me the damn mate manual.” He lifted a fist in the air, like a sarcastic fist-pump almost.

"When our mom left. He couldn't sleep. The sound of a voice... it helps." I looked at this man—this powerful, intimidating billionaire—standing shirtless in a guest room at 2:00 AM, offering to read me a bedtime story to help me sleep. My heart cracked open a little wider. "Yes," I whispered. "Please." He dragged the armchair closer to the bed. He grabbed the book I had been struggling with—a dense sci-fi novel—and opened it to the bookmark. He started to read. His voice was deep, rhythmic, soothing. It wasn't the voice of the CEO. It was the voice of Noah.

“Ciara, I’ll take them all and let you go to lunch.” “Are you sure?” she asked as she wrote her phone number on the back of a business card. “Yes. I have a friend who’s daughter is always looking for a new book to read. She’ll probably finish them all before I read one.” “Reading expands the mind.” The Rabi said as Knuckles pulled out his wallet. “Especially hers. She has chronic insomnia and her doctor recommended reading something boring.” He chuckled. “Turns out, she found the encyclopedia interesting.”

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

"Got halfway through." "So, before I arrived, you were just sitting here, reading it?" Aren adjusted his reading glasses that was still perched on his nose. "Why not? Can't I read?" "Are your eyes okay with that?" At this, Fiona, who was seated in her rocking chair, chimed in. "I told him the same thing! He should use a reading app like I do and listen to audiobooks. "He wouldn't even need to strain his eyes; just pop on the audio, and it reads to him. Isn't that more convenient?"

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.

While I took my phone and opened N*****x, I searched for the Bridgerton series and added it to my list. He came back after ten minutes with the first two books, Daphne and Anthony’s story. He settles back into bed with me and hands me The Duke and I. I start reading out loud and after the first two chapters, Blake tells me that we should switch to the audio book so it would be easier for us and I won’t have to stress myself reading out loud.