Sitting Reading A Book Novels & Stories

After searching for quite long she found the book she wanted to read, then silently she headed towards an empty table nearby. ……….. She was reading the book and note down the important points silently sitting at the corner of the library. She was drowned in her world. The library surroundings were very quiet. So it was easy for her to concentrate on her work. It was almost half an hour when suddenly she felt someone's silhouette guarding the light of her table. She was sitting next to the window which was opened widely and the corridor was visible.

He must know better . I sat on the couch located at the cornor of the library to read my book . I don't know how many pages I read . I started yawning . I shifted the book to the side and adjusted to more relaxing position . I laid on the couch and started reading. Soon my eyes felt heavy . ******

Alisha pov : Sitting at the balcony of my apartment, holding a coffee cup in my right hand, and holding a book in my left hand, sipping the coffee while giving a brief glances to the light sprinkling rain with a cooler breezy wind making me cool from outside but this coffee making my insides feeling hot.

I looked up. Adrian stood there in the doorway. He looked at me, his eyes moved around the room, he stepped in, and walked to the shelves. His finger moved slowly over the books, until one caught his attention, he pulled it out, read the back, and held it. He looked at the empty armchair across from mine, he just sat down and opened his book. I watched him settle into the chair, he crossed one leg over the other, unhurried and completely at ease. I looked at the angle of his jaw, the line of his shoulder, and how he held his book while he read.

The late afternoon sun streamed through the wide windows of the sitting room, casting a golden hue over the plush furniture. It was a saturday. Nova sat comfortably in one of the armchairs, her legs curled up beneath her as she immersed herself in a thick book. The room was silent save for the soft rustle of pages turning and the chewing sounds she made as she ate some popcorn. Nova was deeply engrossed in her reading, a non-fiction book on business strategies that she had picked up on a whim.

Then Yvrozz, glance at Zenah who was sitting on the sofa while reading a book, well she saw a book near on the sofa and the title took an interest to her that's why she decided to read it. He sat near to her, "What are you two talking with my mom?"He asked curiosly while looking at her who were reading a book seriously. "Nothing much really, we just talk about lives and other's, there's nothing really interesting about what we are talking about."She answered while still looking at the second page of the book. Since the sofa is a big, Yvrozz lay on the sofa making Zenah's thigh as his pillow, while Zenah just didn't mind it because she's focused on reading the book, titled 'The New Beginning'

I stood up and walked over to the individual couches surrounding the fireplace to investigate. The thick carpet under my feet muffled the sound of my footsteps. I stared at the fire that was burning in the fireplace for a while while sighing, maybe the sound was just my imagination ... When I turned towards the individual sofas my body froze in surprise, my sight fell on a figure sitting on one of the sofas. Because the backrest was high enough to go over his head so I didn't see him from where I was reading on the couch. A middle-aged teenager is seriously reading a thick book on his lap. For a full minute I just stood there staring at him, too surprised and confused to find I wasn't alone

“That would be great.” After cleaning out the fridge, I throw away the burnt bread and wash the pan. While I’m busy, I sit Will in front of the TV with the remote, but when I come back, he’s on his stomach on the printed carpet, reading a book. I didn’t think he knew how to read yet—he’s only three—but the cartoon is still playing on TV, and he’s completely focused on that little book. “What are you reading?” I ask, sitting down on the floor beside him, a smile soft on my lips.

I'm simply grateful we've been doing a couple of complex hard work and manual effort to keep ourselves warm instead of standing there and shivering to death. While the others were wrapping up, Kelly grinned and shook his head. He's seated on the ground, his back to the facade, with an interesting lit book on his lap. He's frantically perusing the pages, his eyes darting from left to right at a breakneck pace. I stood there for a bit, having a hard time figuring out what the name of the book was. It's a fairly big book with what look to be illustrations strewn among parts of the text that I couldn't figure out. Hmmm, that's fascinating.

The air was thick with the aroma of coffee and freshly baked bread from the bakery next door. In a corner by the window, a young lady sat reading a book, oblivious to the world around her. She had a cup of coffee in one hand and a blanket draped over her legs, a perfect picture of peace and serenity. A group of friends sat around a small table in the center of the store, chatting and laughing as they played a board game. An older couple sat in the armchairs by the fireplace, holding hands and gazing contentedly into the flames.