Reading Books To Read Mga Nobela at Kwento

Books are oxygen for the literate. For me, there's no other way to breathe. Breathing comes naturally to living organisms. For a nerd with a perfect attendance record and zero friends, air fills my lungs, and words fill my head. I like filling my head with facts, opinions, and fanfiction. There's nothing better than reading Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings fanfics on a Friday night.

Arian's pov The atmosphere was bubbling with excitement as the reading festival began in the grand hall. Bright decorations adorned the walls and pillars, infusing the space with an air of excitement and creativity. Shelves behind the main hall overflowed with books of every genre: fiction, non-fiction, poetry, and more. The colors and titles of the novels seemed to dance on the shelves, inviting attendees to explore their stories. New generation authors and readers mingled, their faces lit up with enthusiasm as they discussed their favorite books and writers. I should have been floating with pride but my stomach was knotted, my palms damp with sweat.

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I can play you songs and read you audiobooks…’ ‘Okay. Okay, Alexa. If you can’t get me to work or get me food, you’re pretty much useless.’ She jabbed. ‘Technically, I can order an uber and pizza. McDonald’s and Starbucks too.’ ‘This is so cool. Maybe, you could read me an audiobook just before I fall asleep tonight.’ ‘What kind of books do you like?’ the VA asked. ‘Young Adult, romance, horror, mystery, crime…’ ‘According to a recent survey, people who read lots of horror tend to act out what they read. Often times, they try to imitate the villain in the book and…’

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.

This was going to be a long session. * * * “You're reading too hard,” I say, reaching over to drag the book closer. “Stop trying to memorize every word. Read like you're listening to someone talk to you.” “That sounds easy.” “It’s not. But it’s how people who read a lot remember things. Here—” I flip a page. “Skim the first two paragraphs, then tell me what it’s about in two lines.” She hesitates, then bends over the page. Her lips move silently as she scans. Her brows pinch together, then smooth. A few seconds later, she looks up.

She was relieved I was here for the books and not something else. "Of—Of course, sir." Another swallow. Her gaze slid to my brow piercing, then fled. "Wh—What kind of books are we looking at?" "Anything," The word left my mouth before my brain stamped it. Rookie move. You don't walk into a store filled with over fifty categories and not have any in mind. She gave me a small, beady look—politely suspicious—and I knew I had to patch the hole. "My friends and I, we're doing sort of a reading challenge. For a week, we're meant to just read. The person with the highest number of books read gets an awesome reward."

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"Focus, now you're here for a reason." She made her way to the big bookshelf in the corner of the room where so many different kinds of books were carefully arranged. Some were about magic, werewolf genealogy, others about far-away places and also books written by her uncle. Ava sat on the dusty floor and started reading. She was so interested in the books that she didn't notice how quickly time had gone by. Hours passed and the sun started to set but Ava was still reading. "Who knew reading could be this exhausting," she thought to herself.

Alana then rested her head on Leo's shoulder and looked at the book on Leo's lap. "What are you reading?" Alana asked, then looked at the cover of the book in front of her. Then, she let out a rough breath. "Why do you always read heavy books like this before going to sleep?" Alana asked, making Leo snatch the book back. "What's wrong with that?" Leo asked. "Aren't you afraid of getting insomnia reading books like this?" Alana asked, glancing at the thick book about business and its intricacies. "I actually can't sleep without reading this book," Leo replied, refocusing on the book in front of him. Alana then leaned her head back, reading the words that made her head slightly throb.