Read Kindle Books Aloud Novels & Stories

“We improvise it live.” Pauly handed her a slim, battered paperback—Mockingbird, cover worn, pages gutted to hold a wafer-thin transceiver and a micro-SD slot. “Your new copy. Same weight as the real one. Press the title twice if you’re burned; it wipes your last three hours and plays an audiobook. Press the author twice and it pings us with location.” She slid the book into her tote without looking. “And if I press the spine?” “It complains about being objectified,” Pauly said.

Alya echoed but Jason merely patted her head as if petting a puppy. “I’ll read you the story,” he finally said. He did not have the book with him but he was able to d******d an online version and picked up from where he left. Alya sat there, listening to his soothing tone. She meant it when she referred to his voice as having a calming effect on others.

Dammit, he thought. Dammit all. With a resigned sigh, Noah pushed away from the wall and made his way over to the group. Hannah stood, gesturing to the stool with a smirk, and Noah shot her a withering look before sitting in her place. A young boy immediately thrust a book into his hands, and Noah found himself the recipient of a dozen expectant stares. Steeling himself, Noah cleared his throat and opened the book, scanning the first few pages with a furrowed brow. When he began to read out loud, his voice was flat and monotone, utterly devoid of any of the animation or voices that Hannah had used.

Slowly, carefully, he lifted the book from its pedestal. “Got it," he whispered triumphantly. The eBook felt historical, its cover worn but still vibrant with problematic designs. He opened it to the first page, eyes scanning swiftly. The text changed into written in an antique dialect, but Michael had studied enough to apprehend the gist. This e book held secrets and techniques, powerful ones that might exchange the whole thing.

"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.' *****

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.

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.

He read as though it were a procedure. This was the only way I could describe it. He held the book at a reasonable angle and he read at a pace that was neither rushed nor artificially slow, the pace of someone who had determined the correct pace through prior consideration and was now implementing it. He did not do the voices. He did not add editorial commentary or pause to discuss the illustrations. He simply read, steadily and clearly, the words on the page in the order they were written. The book was about a bear and a rabbit who were trying to determine which of them could stay awake longer.

he offered as if that would help sweeten the pot so he could get his way. Which worked. Because…werewolf sex. “Done!” I said immediately and set the breakfast tray on my nightstand so I could jump onto the bed and crawl up next to him. Curling my legs up under me, I cuddled in close to read over his shoulder. “And go.” His eyes twinkled as he grinned at me, then he turned his attention to the e-reader and cleared his throat dramatically before he began to read aloud in a clear, masculine voice that carried the perfect mood and inflection for the scene.

i can learn so much from reading it. In the middle of drowning in my book I felt a presence opposite me and heard the sound of chair screeching and within a half minute I heard a rough male voice " Hey there! iam watching you from the last one hour reading that book without moving.so,I came here to check that you are dead or so" He said laughter in his voice.