Reading A Book In A Day Novels & Stories

“Holy shite!” I spent the next hour going through page by page. However, it seemed that the book always managed to place a new page at the back as soon as I finished reading one page because I’d never gotten through the book despite the five hours of sleep that I’d foregone. Right before the breaks of dawn, I reached an interesting page filled with names.

She made me feel safe and welcomed, something I was gradually losing. I watched as she flipped through the pages of a book, her eyes scanning the pages like she was feasting on them. “Do you really have to finish reading that today?” I asked, crossing my arms as I stared at her. Apart from the fact that she loves cooking, she's obsessed with reading novels as well. Kiera is a book lover, someone that could finish a whole book in a single day. She raised her head slowly, meeting my gaze with a graceful smile, “Yes, I am.” she replied curtly, returning back to the book.

I wish I had enough money for a phone and cordless headphones because it would be nice to fill some of this time with audio books. Maddie and I visit the public library every single Saturday morning. We check out the maximum number of books that we’re allowed, and we finish most of them before the next visit. We are both speed readers and enjoy learning as much as we can on almost any subject. But I can’t read on the job, so despite the library having free books on audio, most of my day is spent in silence.

How fast was he reading those novels? When Sigrid saw the purchase record, she was so furious that she almost burst into tears. Some of the long-term stories had been published at a higher price. She found that George could finish reading a novel of two to three million words within half a week. And from the record, it seemed that he subscribed for the whole series too. She glowered at George, "Can you read that fast? Can you read tens of thousands of words a day? When do you have so much time to read?"

My table was just filled with files and even more files like an endless ocean of inked papers I had to read through. If I begin reading a novel as the same speed as the files I read every day, I might be able to complete a five-hundred-page novel in less than a day; yes, these were my realistic expectations. My desk was a scattered mess, and I couldn’t even find a place to keep my coffee on it.

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.

I buy a book every day but now I have them stockpiled for a whole week or even a month. I have no job and reading has become the only job I employed myself for with no pay. I can read a complete book in a day while other times, I read half of it before sleep overtakes me. Aside from reading, I eat a lot and sleep a lot. I do my exercises indoors now and I watch movies when I am tired of reading or straining my eyes to read. At night, when the light of the apartment has been cut off sometimes, I watch movies on my phone.

Amazing, what is a better way to distract yourself than reading some dark romance books filled with smut. I got in the library and instantly felt a bit calm. Grabbing my favourite four books I got seated in a cosy comfortable corner, and started reading. An hour later I closed the fourth book in my hands as I groaned frustratingly. For god sake what's wrong with me? I couldn't even read a single book completely. I tried to read them for fifteen minutes and then put them aside while picking up another book. All of these books are my fucking comfort favourite books that I have re-read for so many times. The books whose MMC are my, to heart, book boyfriends.

“That’s exactly right.” “The book is good,” he said. Simply. Certainly. “I read all of it. Not just the first fifty pages all of it. Two weeks ago, when you left it on the desk and went to meet David Osei and I had an hour.” He held my gaze. “I read it in one sitting. Which I don’t do. I’m not a one-sitting reader.” A pause. “It’s the truest thing I’ve read in years. Maybe ever.”

Her lips parted and slammed shut and she turned her head away from me, staring at the cold pasta before her. “Nothing!" She blurted out and forced a fake smile that left me even more curious. I didn't ask questions anymore as I turned and focused on my food. When I had finished eating, I got up and headed into my room to grab a book from the piles Lauren had dumped in my bedroom. I have read more books than I have in five years in just two days. This was my daily routine– wake up, spend hours on my self-care, eat, read, drink wine, pace around, stare at the clock, sleep. My life had never felt bothered the way it did now.